A Deeper Kiss & Deeper Wound

Chapter Three.

Andria POV

DAY ONE:

I met him and found out as much as I could about him.

His name is Alvin, he's 5'11 like my brothers, his favorite color is violet(f*****g romantic). His favorite flower is Violets(he's such a guy.) He's vegan but loves cheese with everything in him and doesn't do vegan cheese. He's a virgin and has never dated anybody. Oh, he's a year younger than me- he's twenty-two.

DAY TWO:

I introduced him to Nyla and he introduced me to Rem-his beautiful brown wolf. It's fur glistens so beautifully under the f*****g sunlight like his doe eyes. We spent the afternoon in our wolf forms, mind linking and licking each other clean. He said my white fur tastes like the best ice cream flavor that is yet to be invented. He soo sweet and warm naturally.

DAY THREE:

Turns out he has friends-and when I say friends I mean girls. Why does he have so many-two? Friends who are girls? Oh he grew up with one and the other? She is the sister of the first one. I don't like them, not because he likes them but because the sisters wants a piece of him. Eyeroll.

DAY FOUR:

We fought because I cornered the sister and threatened her so deep that she pissed herself. The great thing is she has developed a lot of aversion to my Alvin. He told me to make it right and he didn't talk to me for the rest of the day except for out nightly video call where we fall asleep watching each other. We didn't talk, he just said "let's sleep." So I did.

DAY FIVE:

He ignored me the entire day and by the end of the school day, I was so pissed that even when Clara my best friend who usually is able to stop me-couldn't.

I marched right to his faculty and found him trying to apologize on my behalf to both sisters and the one who grew up with him was giving him a life lesson about balancing friendships with relationships.

Lesson closed! Only I get to tell my Alvin how to balance anything.

I dragged him out and once we were outside, I told him to choose me and he said yes immediately.

DAY SIX:

It was a Saturday and he invited me to meet his parents. It was too soon but after he stopped seeing the sisters he had to explain so he brought me along. His parents are grossly in love like my fathers so I wasn't surprised when they took our side and even explained that the reason they had only Alvin was because they wanted to focus on each and not be held down by kids.

Alvin is greatly loved, his parents are actively present for him and they spoil him rotten.

Once they realized that I'm Zayn's daughter they started with the formalities and I didn't stop them. On our video call Alvin told me he fell in love with me twice that day.

DAY SEVEN:

It was a Sunday, at the mansion that is family day. We must under any circumstance be all there for breakfast and dinner. You can do whatever during the day but the only reason you must be missing for breakfast and dinner is if you're dead or dying.

I ate breakfast at the mansion, we talked like a normal family. Papa is still Aria and my dad does gross things like kiss him all the time. Nate and Bryce haven't gone on a hunt since grandpa died. We're all fine.

Alvin took me to a picnic and it was beautiful. Seven days spent in pure bliss.

Today is Day Eight and it is normal, we have fallen into a routine my Alvin and I. We have phone calls everyday in the morning while we get ready for college. We're both in college, the twins didn't go to college, our fathers told them they only had to have their senior certificates. Bryce was f*****g valedictorian his senior year, we all cried-except Nate because Bryce is stupid-logically.

Anyway, I had breakfast then me and Alvin spent the entire day together in between classes. I think we're both bothered by the fact that we can't live together yet. I haven't introduced him to my fathers because I want to know him deeply before they are all around us.

Once my dads and family knows him, he will belong to all of us so for now we are keeping it on the down low.

The s*x part-we're not in a hurry for, we both want this to be deep but we do get super horny around each other, my Alvin has it worse because whenever he's with me, his trousers are tenting in the front. He's packing and it doesn't help that he smells my arousal.

We're walking to his car while he's visbly horny but nobody sees because it's just us. He insisted on driving me home, I have a car, I have several but I never use them around the pack, everything is so close by to each other plus my family likes walking everywhere.

Like right now, my i***t twin brothers are somehow walking around near where Alvin parked.

My first instinct was to duck and hide with Alvin but I didn't, "my brothers." I squeezed Alvin's hand that was interlaced with mine. He looked up from me to them and they were already standing in front of us.

I see his d**k flatline immediately but he still held my hand.

"What is this?" Bryce stood toe-to-toe with Alvin looking from our interlaced hands to both our faces.

Alvin said nothing just kept glaring back at Bryce.

"He's my mate." I needed them to go away.

"Really?" Bryce turned his gaze to me.

"What would be the alternative?" Bryce flashed me a smile and yanked me away from Alvin, trapping my wrist in his palm and setting me next to himself.

"Let go of me!!" I gritted my teeth in annoyance trying not to f*****g bite his head off. "Andria!" I stopped struggling immediately when his tone was so gruff and his icy blue eyes enshrouded by darkness.

I would f**k up my brother if he ever tried to fight or hunt me, he never would hurt me or get in my way but I understand what he was doing right now.

"Who are you?" Nate who had been standing right behind Bryce with his hands crossed, chest widened and shoulders broadened finally spoke.

"Alvin."

"Suits you. You look like a chipmunk." I didn't like that joke not because it wasn't funny but because Alvin does look like a chipmunk. A cute roundfaced, full cheek, big brown doe eyed chipmunk that is the cutest. That's top reason I find myself possessive of him. Did I mention he can also sing, his voice is a mixture of Uncle Darius's squeakiness surrounded by Uncle Micah's deep growl. So f*****g beautiful.

"We'll call him that." Nate approved of Bryce's joke and he laughed some more.

Nate stepped face to face with Alvin and took his chin between his palm, squeezing his jaws together, "I don't need her to complain before I make sure you stop breathing." Nate's voice was calm, but full of edge, his eyes were directly piercing my man.

"Translation motherfucker! Don't mess with Ria or you're dead man." Bryce was never one to translate what Nate was saying it is always the other way around, this was creeping me out.

"Understood sir." Throughout this entire exchange my Alvin just stood there and took it. There was no fear or change of emotion on his face, not even his breathing.

"Leave." Nate threw his face away from his hand and Alvin fixed his posture, walked to my side and placed a kiss on my cheek, "see you tomorrow." He smiled against my cheek and his husky voice danced on my skin causing me to blush.

"You're allowed to kill him." Nate nodded to Bryce watching Alvin walk away with a huge smile.

I walked back home with them on either side of me. I told them about me and Alvin, they were happy for me so happy that they were curious about everything. They were just being d***s because they wanted to and they are my brothers so the whole protective thing comes with the package.

"You cannot tell dad and papa!" I emphasized and they both laughed.

"They are not going to do anything."

"I know." I answered Nate, "but I just want to have him to myself for a while."

"With how grossly in love those two are, I don't think they will focus." Bryce mentioned.

"They will." Both Nate and I said.

Our fathers are not good parents. They are not abusive or anything like that but they didn't raise us. Papa was too traumatized and Dad was too afraid of losing papa that he hyper focused on him. Them being lovey dovey in front of us is proof that they didn't sacrifice our childhood for nothing. They are present parents but we're raised by the community that our fathers chose themselves. We don't mind it anymore, never did.

Everyone on that table except Nate was looking at Bryce. He was smiling and radiant. Eating everything on the table and politely asking anybody if they wanted anything.

Bryce is a charming person, you can never take any attention from him even if you tried, but our family has learned to just look past him and let him be. Today though he was different, he didn't take the opportunity to be in any conversation whether or not it involved him. As a matter of fact if someone asked him a question he gave that person one word reply.

Something is bothering him. f**k!

He can't keep a secret to save his life. You know the secret about me and Alvin. It has only been a few hours putting aside that today is a new day, how can he already be this burdened. f**k!

Why did I think him knowing was a good idea.

"Something bothering you kiddo?" Uncle Mic ruffled his wavy hair that was let loose, strands falling to the side in a messy but neat way. The twins have the same hair style-a faded undercut with messy wavy hair growing on top. Nate wore his waves in a small man bun and Bryce always let it loose even in battle, he's also into letting it grow longer sometimes, all the way to his shoulders before trimming it short again.

"It's a secret." My cup of coffee freezes near my mouth and I look up at them through my lashes. I don't want to breath too loud.

"Nate." My papa is now interested.

"He's the one with a secret why am I getting involved?" He continues to eat.

My papa sighs and my dad kisses him on the cheek to console him, "tell us..." after my dad's kiss my papa gets his audacity back and I continue to hold my cup near my lips and hold my breath. I'm about to be exposed and while that might not get me punished it will ruin my sacred relationship.

"What are you willing to do for it?" Bryce's demonic smirk takes over his face. My papa narrows his eyes, "what do you want?" His voice is gauging whether or not Bryce is brave enough.

"I want to call you mom." He wiggles his brows and smiles in amusement. "I'm your father." My papa sighs and Bryce shakes his head, "not when you look like that." He's talking about papa dressing up as Aria.

I finally am able to sip my coffee again because I don't think that Bryce will win this one until papa says "deal." I immediately choke on my coffee and cough like I'm actually dying but nobody is focused on me, they are all waiting to hear Bryce's secret which continues to choke me because his secret is actually my secret.

"Mom." Bryce takes papa's hands trapping them in his and brushing papa's knuckles with his thumb. I immediately look at Nate while I continually cough, I'm not even sure if it's because I'm still choking or trying to get attention but I continue anyway.

Nate's icy blue eyes are intensely locked on to mine but they are super soft, help me! I communicate with my eyes and I know he can understand me because he shakes his head and breaks eye contact.

"I have a girlfriend." Bryce's words knock the f*****g air out of me.

What the fuck...?