Alpha Tristen
God this girl was dangerous, all I wanted to do was take her, right here, right now. I wanted to sink my fangs back into her neck, I wanted to complete the mate bond that was now consuming my every thought and action.
Shower, get her in the shower I yelled in my mind. Help her and control yourself. My body was running warm, images of her naked little body underneath me almost crumpled my resolve. Turning, I quickly walked to the shower turning on the water adjusting it to a warm temperature. Reaching behind me without looking I seized my little Fee’s arm. “Come here Flicka.”
She stepped to my side immediately. Taking her face in my hands I could help but caress her soft milky skin. “In you go”, With a slight physical prompt I gave a slight shove in the back, guiding her forwards into the shower. Half stepping into the water stream with her I grabbed the soap handing it to her.
From the incident earlier with the bath tub, I was under the impression that I would need to stay with her through the whole shower. Unexpectedly she placed her back to the wall taking the soap with confidence. “I can.. wash myself.” Dropping her soaked towel on the floor I slightly turned my head away.
Turning back to take one last look are her bared body of skin and bones, I clenched my jaw turning away completely swallowing the building saliva in my mouth. “Flicka I’ll just be out in the bedroom. Yell out if you need me okay.” Without hearing a response, I almost flew out the bathroom trying to gain control and compose myself. Leaning backwards on the bathroom door, I felt my whole body bubble with desire.
Raising my hands to my head I knew I was in trouble, she was just so fragile and innocent. She would easily be taken advantage of. As soon as this was settled tonight, I would need to assign her some body guards or keep her by my side to keep her safe at all times. She was too vulnerable and trusting, just look at how close she and Adam got in the space of not even a day.
Pulling me from my thoughts a knock sounded at my door. Still hearing the water flowing evenly, I tried to calm myself as yelled out, “come in.” As the door creaked open I looked up to see my sister Bec hovering in the doorway looking around the room, no doubt for my mate. Finally settling her eyes on me they widened homing in on Fee’s mark on my neck before dropping to the floor.
“So its true, that rogue was your mate.” Sucking in her cheeks I could only imagine the emotions running through her that she was obviously trying to contain. It only just hit me that I had not seen her since I returned, normally she would always be my first stop.
“Yes, her name is Fiona. I am sorry I did not come to see you. Everything has been moving quite quickly.”
“Quickly”, her tone slightly raised. “You have not even introduced her to me, and you are naming her Luna. God she attacked me yesterday Tristen, she is a rogue, a ferr..el.”
A growl erupted from my chest before I had even thought about it, cutting her words off. Where was this coming from, I had no doubt even though their meeting circumstances that Rebecca would support me, support us. She has been trying to support me for years, acting in the Luna role for the Pack. “Rebecca she is my mate and your Luna, you will treat her as such.” I knew my eyes were almost lost in gold as my wolf struggled his way to the surface.
A giggle bubbled from her as she cracked a smile. My heart was rapidly beating in my chest as I took deep breaths trying to gain composure. “Settle petal, I was only joking. Where is this mate of yours. I would like to meet her properly, like when she is not maiming me. She really is quite something.” I looked to the bathroom as relief washed through my body. If Bec actually had a problem with Fee, it could lead to significant problems, not to mention division in the pack.
Before I could even think to stop her Bec walked briskly to the bathroom door. “Stop”, I was way too late as Bec had already burst through the door.
Immediately after the door opened, I heard a thud as something fell to the tiles. “Oh god, are you okay?” Bec’s voice echoed off the tiled walls as I darted in the direction of the bathroom. Rushing in I found Bec on the other side of the bathroom reaching her hand down to help Fee up, who was laying on the tiles.
A growl surfaced from Fee at Bec as I launched forwards grabbing her from the floor standing her in front of my body keeping a hold on her. “Flicka are you okay?” Knowing she would likely not respond, I continued trying to explain. “Fee this is my little sister, Rebecca.” Immediately her back against my body relaxed as she pulled forward out of my embrace to move towards Bec. Allowing the movement, I dropped my hands which in turn allowed the towel she had around herself to drop to the floor.
This was the first time I saw her naked from behind. Her sliver hair flowed down her back and shoulders parting with each and every movement. Looking at her back my mind blanked as I froze. I remembered Adams words about a scar, this was no scar, this was a death blow. She shouldn’t be alive. My whole body stiffened as my eye fixated on the red and white scar tissue that ran the length and predominant width of her back. It was clear the wound was never stitched. How was that even possible, questions ran through my mind.
Who did it? How did she not bleed out? Was she alone when it happened? God it was a scar, how old was she? It would have had to have been before her first shift, so before she was 14 years old. My heart burned.
Stepping forward I couldn’t help but rip Fee out of my sisters grasp as she was trying to get another towel on her. Pulling Fee to my chest, I knew I needed her close. I was on the edge of losing control, that injury. She could have died, my body cried out internally imagining us having never found each other. Being alone, never feeling the sparks and connection that have blissfully filled my morning and goddess, hopefully the rest of my life.
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