I glanced around the corridor making sure no one was there as I walked down the hallway to Brodyâs office. I was glad when no one was around, but that was due to the late evening time. I hadnât seen Brody since we had had the whole baby/no baby discussion the night before, and I had missed him.I swallowed nervously, scared for what I was about to do. I had never done anything as forward as I was about to do. I saw Charlie sat at his desk in the room next to Brodyâs office. âHey Charlieâ I smiled at the older guy, leaning in the doorway to his office.âOh hi Alliâ he said in shock, not expecting me.âCan you do me a favour?â I asked him.âSureâ he said, looking at me oddly. Charlie and I went close, nor did I think we would ever be. Lennon was one of my closest friends and just seeing what Charlie was putting him through made me slightly protective toward him.âCould you leave for the night? Itâs just I know Brody wonât leave yet and I really need to talk to him privatelyâ I lied, hop
I never thought Iâd see Brody cry, but as he looked over his prized Porsche, I swore I saw a tear in his eye. He took a deep breath, his hands shaking in anger slightly; his eyes not moving off his car. It was taking all my willpower not to snigger.The car was trashed. Scratches, dents and scrapes covered the paintwork of the car, and the bummer was hanging off at an odd angle as well as every window being smashed. To say Roderick and I had destroyed his car would have been an understatement. As soon as I told my brother what had happened he went crazy; thus the car.âIâŠyouâŠhuh?â Brody muttered to himself, his eyes not being able to leave the car. I looked behind where we stood â just outside the pack house â to see half the pack were watching with nervous expressions. They thought Brody was going to flip. I did too. In fact, I was waiting for it.Brody closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he turned to me. âDid you get hurt?â he asked me through a heavy breath; he was trying
âI know why Iâm mad at you, but why are you mad at you?â I bravely asked.âBecause I let my anger get the better of me. You seem to have this effect on me. You not only bring out the best in me, but also the worst. When I am around you I am; loving, caring and affectionate. But I am also; jealous, possessive and domineeringâ.âDonât forget hornyâ I mumbled.âYes and hornyâ Brody chuckled quietly. âBut it can flip from one to the otherâ he sighed, heavily turning onto his side so he was facing me. I mirrored his movements so I was staring into his beautiful brown eyes. âAllison, Iâm not a mind reader. If you are upset about something or angry about something you need to tell me. I wonât know if you donât tell meâ.âI love youâ I blurted out, âbut at the same time I also kind of want to punch you most of the timeâ.âBelieve me the feeling is mutual Babyâ he replied and an involuntary chuckle escaped my lips. âCan I ask you a question and you not freak out and we end up fighting again?â
I never thought Iâd see Brody cry, but as he looked over his prized Porsche, I swore I saw a tear in his eye. He took a deep breath, his hands shaking in anger slightly; his eyes not moving off his car. It was taking all my willpower not to snigger.The car was trashed. Scratches, dents and scrapes covered the paintwork of the car, and the bummer was hanging off at an odd angle as well as every window being smashed. To say Roderick and I had destroyed his car would have been an understatement. As soon as I told my brother what had happened he went crazy; thus the car.âIâŠyouâŠhuh?â Brody muttered to himself, his eyes not being able to leave the car. I looked behind where we stood â just outside the pack house â to see half the pack were watching with nervous expressions. They thought Brody was going to flip. I did too. In fact, I was waiting for it.Brody closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he turned to me. âDid you get hurt?â he asked me through a heavy breath; he was trying
I continued to shout at my idiotic brothers, but it seemed they both have some unspoken agreement to ignore me. âI swear to all the godsâ I screamed as I followed them into a clearing. Brody wouldnât be happy with me because the clearing was not part of our territory, but that was the last thing on my mind at that moment. âAre you both out of your freaking minds?âI curled my fists together â fighting the urge to beat them both up myself for their colossal stupidity. When they finally stop in the middle of the clearing, the fighters had to hold me back to stop me from running to them. I knew one of my brothers was about to die; and that did not sit well with me.âJust please stop itâ I screeched in a high pitched and strained voice. I was over whelmed with emotions; anger, worry and sadness. âJust stopâ I said again, this time my voice a mere whisper lost in the morning wind. I was crying by that point â silent tears â as I watched my brothers square each other up. All my nightmares w
By the time I managed to make up with Lennon â after he had screamed at me when I trashed Brodyâs car â it was Tuesday. It was he who finally swallowed his pride and apologised, letâs face it I would never be the one to be the âbigger manâ as people often put it. My pride was way too important to me â it was a horrible trait I got from my Alpha blood. My brothers were no different.Tuesday was a hard day for me, because I knew that the next day Brody planned to attack Aplin Moon. Brody remained confident that we had the upper hand, but it didnât settle the butterflies in my stomach. At one point I had been so nerves I had thrown up my breakfast; Zeke was not happy with me, he claimed it was âa waste of the delicious pancakes he had slaved overâ. I simply flipped him the bird.âSo what do you want to do today?â Lennon asked after I brushed my teeth again and re-joined them in the lounge.âNothing that will stress Brody out, he doesnât need that right nowâ I mumbled in reply as I lay do
My heart was pounding with both nervousness and excitement. Despite everything, I was my fatherâs daughter. I loved to fight. And as much as I hated to admit it to myself, I loved to kill. The feeling of exerting my power over others in the most animalistic way was a thrill that I couldnât help but love. I didnât like to show it, but my wolf was cruel and vicious. After all I she was an Alpha.I was shifted into my large reddish-brown wolf, running to meet the other people who would fight beside me, when I reached the left border the smell of unfamiliar wolves filled my nostrils. I skidded to a stop behind a tree and pulled on Brodyâs shirt that I grabbed before leaving his office. It came to my knees and made me look even tinier.When I stepped out from the tree, Zeke flanked me on one side while Lennon occupied the other. There were about twenty-five wolves from my pack planning to fight, but only five of them were trained fighters. From Aplin Moon there were about twenty fighters,
A week later both packs knew of the upcoming merger; some were happy, some were not. A lot of Aplin Moon members were opposed â not because they had anything against Brody and I, but simply because they didnât want to move.Brody had decided â as the new owner of Aplin Moonâs territory â to sell the area and buy more land near us, extending our land for the new members. He had been busy talking to builders and contractors to build another three pack houses and another pack village. Brody had extremely under estimated just how big our pack would become with the merger.I had been without my mate for a week and it was killing me. I was; emotional, lonely, constantly on edge and incredibly sexually frustrated. Brody and I had talked twice a day, but it was still not enough to settle either of our wolves. He was a lot more on edge than me, what with all the stress he was on, and everything seemed to agitate him.So when Thursday rolled around and Charlie returned to the pack, I packed up
Brody returned a few minutes later wearing a black suit. His eyes zoned in on me, his eyes going up and down my exposed body. Unlike a few months before I didnât squirm away out of his gaze. I still wasnât comfortable with his outright staring, but I was getting better â he was making me more confident in my own skin. Brody cleared his throat and looked away. âAs much as I really donât want to leave you here, when youâre naked, but I was an hour late for the meeting yesterday. I canât be late againâ he sighed before bending down next to the bathtub. âYou look after yourself and our pupâ. He kissed me quickly before standing up and leaving. Once I finished in the bath, I got out and changed quickly. âAlli?â I heard a familiar voice from downstairs. I smiled as I bounded downstairs to find a group of people inspecting the broken tables and chairs in the lounge. Mason, Corey, Jessica and Dylan were all waiting for me. âHeyâ I smiled at me. âFinally weâve been here foreverâ Jessica exc
There was a long moment of stillness between Brody and I. I stayed sitting on the bathroom floor and he stayed standing in front of the basin; positive pregnancy test in hand. Brody was the first one to break the silence. âAre you crying because youâre unhappy?â he asked me, slight pain in his eyes.âWhat? Noâ I exclaimed, jumping to my feet. âIâm crying because Iâm scared Brody. Iâm so scaredâ I told him, my bottom lip quivering as I fought back another swarm of tears.âBut you are happy?â he asked, making no attempt to move forward towards me; so I stood still, wrapping my arms around myself.âI want your child Brody, I do. But Iâm just scared Iâm going to fuck it up. I donât know the first thing about being a mother, and you donât know the first thing about being a father. Iâm worried that we â mostly I â are going to fuck the baby upâŠjust like my parents did to me and my brothersâ.Brody placed the test back into the sink and took a step forward. He stopped in front of me â I quic
I woke up sore and squished against a naked man. I groaned loudly trying to get out of Brodyâs death grip. âBrodyâ I complained, my face pressed against his solid chest. Brody moaned in his sleep and nuzzled close into me. âBrodyâ I yelled louder and his eyes shot up. He sat up instantly, his eyes running over the area for any sign of danger.âWhat? Whatâs wrong?â Brody shouted; his eyes full of worry. I giggled at him, happy his hands released me from their tight grip.âSorryâ I chuckled, âyou were squishing me. Iâm sorryâ. There was a pause as Brody fully woke himself up before he turned back to me.âSorry Babyâ he muttered â through a yawn â before he pulled me back to his side. âI love youâ he mumbled as he pecked my forehead. âYou look beautiful right nowâ.âSure I doâ I said in a sarcastic tone, rolling my eyes as I tried to move away from him to go to the bathroom. Brody held onto me tighter with a playful growl of warning.âYou look amazing. Youâre all sweaty and hotâ he growl
A week later both packs knew of the upcoming merger; some were happy, some were not. A lot of Aplin Moon members were opposed â not because they had anything against Brody and I, but simply because they didnât want to move.Brody had decided â as the new owner of Aplin Moonâs territory â to sell the area and buy more land near us, extending our land for the new members. He had been busy talking to builders and contractors to build another three pack houses and another pack village. Brody had extremely under estimated just how big our pack would become with the merger.I had been without my mate for a week and it was killing me. I was; emotional, lonely, constantly on edge and incredibly sexually frustrated. Brody and I had talked twice a day, but it was still not enough to settle either of our wolves. He was a lot more on edge than me, what with all the stress he was on, and everything seemed to agitate him.So when Thursday rolled around and Charlie returned to the pack, I packed up
My heart was pounding with both nervousness and excitement. Despite everything, I was my fatherâs daughter. I loved to fight. And as much as I hated to admit it to myself, I loved to kill. The feeling of exerting my power over others in the most animalistic way was a thrill that I couldnât help but love. I didnât like to show it, but my wolf was cruel and vicious. After all I she was an Alpha.I was shifted into my large reddish-brown wolf, running to meet the other people who would fight beside me, when I reached the left border the smell of unfamiliar wolves filled my nostrils. I skidded to a stop behind a tree and pulled on Brodyâs shirt that I grabbed before leaving his office. It came to my knees and made me look even tinier.When I stepped out from the tree, Zeke flanked me on one side while Lennon occupied the other. There were about twenty-five wolves from my pack planning to fight, but only five of them were trained fighters. From Aplin Moon there were about twenty fighters,
By the time I managed to make up with Lennon â after he had screamed at me when I trashed Brodyâs car â it was Tuesday. It was he who finally swallowed his pride and apologised, letâs face it I would never be the one to be the âbigger manâ as people often put it. My pride was way too important to me â it was a horrible trait I got from my Alpha blood. My brothers were no different.Tuesday was a hard day for me, because I knew that the next day Brody planned to attack Aplin Moon. Brody remained confident that we had the upper hand, but it didnât settle the butterflies in my stomach. At one point I had been so nerves I had thrown up my breakfast; Zeke was not happy with me, he claimed it was âa waste of the delicious pancakes he had slaved overâ. I simply flipped him the bird.âSo what do you want to do today?â Lennon asked after I brushed my teeth again and re-joined them in the lounge.âNothing that will stress Brody out, he doesnât need that right nowâ I mumbled in reply as I lay do
I continued to shout at my idiotic brothers, but it seemed they both have some unspoken agreement to ignore me. âI swear to all the godsâ I screamed as I followed them into a clearing. Brody wouldnât be happy with me because the clearing was not part of our territory, but that was the last thing on my mind at that moment. âAre you both out of your freaking minds?âI curled my fists together â fighting the urge to beat them both up myself for their colossal stupidity. When they finally stop in the middle of the clearing, the fighters had to hold me back to stop me from running to them. I knew one of my brothers was about to die; and that did not sit well with me.âJust please stop itâ I screeched in a high pitched and strained voice. I was over whelmed with emotions; anger, worry and sadness. âJust stopâ I said again, this time my voice a mere whisper lost in the morning wind. I was crying by that point â silent tears â as I watched my brothers square each other up. All my nightmares w
I never thought Iâd see Brody cry, but as he looked over his prized Porsche, I swore I saw a tear in his eye. He took a deep breath, his hands shaking in anger slightly; his eyes not moving off his car. It was taking all my willpower not to snigger.The car was trashed. Scratches, dents and scrapes covered the paintwork of the car, and the bummer was hanging off at an odd angle as well as every window being smashed. To say Roderick and I had destroyed his car would have been an understatement. As soon as I told my brother what had happened he went crazy; thus the car.âIâŠyouâŠhuh?â Brody muttered to himself, his eyes not being able to leave the car. I looked behind where we stood â just outside the pack house â to see half the pack were watching with nervous expressions. They thought Brody was going to flip. I did too. In fact, I was waiting for it.Brody closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he turned to me. âDid you get hurt?â he asked me through a heavy breath; he was trying
âI know why Iâm mad at you, but why are you mad at you?â I bravely asked.âBecause I let my anger get the better of me. You seem to have this effect on me. You not only bring out the best in me, but also the worst. When I am around you I am; loving, caring and affectionate. But I am also; jealous, possessive and domineeringâ.âDonât forget hornyâ I mumbled.âYes and hornyâ Brody chuckled quietly. âBut it can flip from one to the otherâ he sighed, heavily turning onto his side so he was facing me. I mirrored his movements so I was staring into his beautiful brown eyes. âAllison, Iâm not a mind reader. If you are upset about something or angry about something you need to tell me. I wonât know if you donât tell meâ.âI love youâ I blurted out, âbut at the same time I also kind of want to punch you most of the timeâ.âBelieve me the feeling is mutual Babyâ he replied and an involuntary chuckle escaped my lips. âCan I ask you a question and you not freak out and we end up fighting again?â