Going Against the Alpha

Chapter 7-Paranoid Pam

Kamila's POV 

UGHHH….. Paranoid Pam strikes again making me doubt someone who I should not. I cursed Claudette in my head. I jumped to the wrong conclusion earlier. I suspected him before I got to know him. All I can do is shake my head and let out a small breath I did not realize I was even holding. Well, that makes more sense now. 

Denver, I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions. I honestly thought you had seen the fight I had been in earlier today. He shouts in alpha tone WHAT! His eyes are now three times darker than before.

 My sister and I got in a fight earlier today. It just so happened to be the same time that the tour had made its way into the training gym. It was over something so stupid. Claudette was just getting on my nerves. So to annoy her back, I refused to switch our assigned duties, and it just kind of happen. 

He just looked at me with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He doesn’t look anywhere near as angry as he did before. He still doesn’t say anything yet as if waiting for me to finish my story. My father is the one who broke up our fight. He was not happy. 

That is why he did not finish giving the other alphas the tour. We had to have a talk with our parents in our father’s office after. Then you pretty much know the rest I ran into when we were leaving the packhouse.      

Kamila, what I do not understand is why you think I would have been embarrassed by this? If you get into a fight with your sister. I have a brother I know how it is. Siblings sometimes just have to fight it out. However, I do think it was right for you to be concerned with your sister's safety. 

Since I would not have known who she was. If I had seen it in the act. I furrow my eyebrows and say we are twins. Our hair and eye color maybe a different color, but overall we look pretty much the same. This makes me laugh and shake my head. He chuckles, and our night has made its way back from the brink of disaster. We talk for a little while longer. 

Suddenly the music starts to get louder. Denver stands up, puts out his hand, and asks me if he can have this dance. I place my hand in his, standing up he spins me around then we move slowly to the music. It is louder than it was before, and I can now hear the words.

 It is Richard Marx's song right here waiting. I put my head on his shoulder, relaxing, letting this moment sink in. I feel so loved, and I don’t even know that much about him yet. I don’t know what the mating bond feels like, but I only imagine it is something like how I feel in this moment. 

We dance to a few more songs till he says I guess I should be getting you back now. Letting out a deep sigh, yeah, we probably should. We stand there for another minute before making our way back to the car. Before he opens the car door, he pulls me into him. He wraps his arms around me and rests his head on my shoulder. 

He takes in a deep breath. Kamila, your scent is so intoxicating. His deep husky voice makes my knees weak. He moves his head off my shoulder up my neck. I can feel his hot breath as he starts to leave small kisses on my neck. My heart is beating so loud it sounds like a drum. He is now pressing his forehead to mine, staring into my eyes.

 Arggg….Kamila, I wish you did not have to go home. I whisper, I know I want to… before I could finish, his lips crash down onto mine. His tongue touches my lip, asking for permission to enter my mouth. I grant him what he wants. My body is doing things I didn’t even know it could do.

 I feel a deep need for him to touch all of me. He pushes me up against the car, still tasting me. My panties are now soaking wet with a need to have him feel me in the most intimate ways. He pulls away from our kiss. His eyes are now pitch black with lust. Kamila, I can sense how much you want me. I can’t help but blush and tilt my head down. I have never even kissed a guy before, so I have no idea what I should do. He puts his finger under my chin, making me meet his eyes.

There is no need to be embarrassed with me. I love that you have never been with anyone else. My face is now beat red. I feel my psalm starting to sweat. He slowly starts to move away from me and gently moves me out of the way of the door. He kisses me on the cheek before I get in the car. 

Immediately I turn on the radio to fill the car with noise. I can not deal with awkward silence right now. When we arrive at my house, Denver hops out to walk me to the door. I do not know why but I feel so sad on the walk from the car to the house. 

As we approach the front door, we can hear yelling from inside the house. Denver, I better hurry inside. Thank you I had a wonderful time. I hope I get to see you tomorrow. Before I can get in the house, he grabs my wrist. Kamila, I’m going inside with you. I’m in complete shock, but I can not say no as I’m half in the door and halfway out of the door. He starts walking in with the rest of my body. I initially tried to squeeze into the house without opening the door all the way to keep the yelling down. However, that plan failed.