All Chapters of Beauty and the Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

They left the next day, heading for Heath's pack. Neither one of them are exactly thrilled with the way the situation is so neither one of them is speaking. Kimmy is annoyed and angry at Heath because of how he acted when she brought her bags out to the car earlier. He had seen her four huge bags and her couple of boxes and he had rolled his eyes. Then he had taken them from her and tossed them none too gently in the back. His scornful look at her and at her belongings hurts her feelings. He asked her to come with him. She does not want to come, but she is doing it. For him, for her fathers, and because she is obligated. Not because she wants to. The least that he could do is be nice to her about it. So she brought a bunch of stuff with her? She has some things that she can not live without, things she can not sleep without, and just things that she wants with her. If she is going to spend all her time in a room at his house, she wants that room to be comfortable for her. She ca

Kimmy looks at him and considers arguing but honestly, would it do her any good? She knew from the moment that she walked in the door that she would be staying here. It just feels right. Lifting her cell phone up to look at it, she realizes that she has three missed calls from her brother and seven text messages. She quickly reads all his messages and sends back a reply. She told him not to come get her now. She told him that she would call him that night to explain and that she loved him. His response was immediate when he said he loved her too and that if she needed him he would be there in ten minutes. Kimmy believed him too. She might not be quite as close to her brother as she was to Chad, but they were still brother and sister. They shared blood, identical features, and childhood trauma. That was something to keep you bonded forever. Turning to Heath, Kimmy is surprised to find him not where she left him. For her to have supernatural hearing, smell, and all the other sense

Kimmy has been laying in her bed for four hours, just staring up at the ceiling. She could not sleep a wink to save her life. She has tried closing her eyes and trying to force sleep. She has tried counting backward from two thousand. She turned on sleep music and the white noise on her phone, but neither worked. So she layed there memorizing the grain patterns on the wooden logs above her. A few minutes ago she heard Heath moving around in the loft above her room. The barely audible creaking of the floor only reached her ears because of her werewolf hearing. If not for the floor, she might not have known he was even up there. He skulks about like a panther, never making a sound. For such a big man, he is incredibly light footed and it freaks Kimmy out. It is unsettling how she never knows where he is because he moves so quietly. Kimmy figures that he is probably in the kitchen now, putting the coffee on and making breakfast. Today is Sunday, the only day that they don't have t

Heath sits back down on the bed near her legs and she sits up to face him. Kimmy, feeling chagrined by her uncharacteristically rude comment, feels the need to apologize to him. “I'm sorry for that remark I made. I shouldn't have said that.” “No, it's fine. You meant so you have every right to say it. You don't have to not say what's on your mind, just because I may not like it.” Heath tells her. She nods, but she still feels like shit because of it. “Let's see if we can actually have a conversation like two mature adults without fighting like idiots or trying to hurt each other,” Kimmy tells him, making him nod in agreement this time. “I just want to say that..” He trails off and she sighs. Goodness, whatever he is trying to say must be as hard to get out as a red wine stain on a white silk shirt because this is the fourth time in as many minutes that he has hesitated to say what he wanted to say. “Yes...?” Kimmy prompts him. “We need to make a decision about our mate bond.” H

Two weeks together. One week of fighting, animosity, and quiet hostility, where neither took the time to get to know one another, thinking that they were far too different for it to ever work. One week of wild sex, soft lovemaking and every hour spent together learning all the little things about one another. Getting to appreciate the things that they hated before. Like how Heath no longer sits in silence in the morning when they have coffee. He carries on a conversation with her. Or when the coffee gets drank in quiet it is because they are outside, watching the animals in the golden early morning light. He sits in the one chair out there and she curls up in his lap. That is when Kimmy came to love the quiet coffee time. How it used to annoy her that he feels the compulsive need to put everything back in its place when he is done using it, she now likes. It avoids clutter the house is always neat and she never has to look for anything because she knows where it is. As for the