Griffin
It's been a week since Kayla came to the pack, and she's definitely going to be the death of me. The way she laughs makes goosebumps form on my arms, and she's been stealing kisses every now and then, and I don't mind kissing her. Hell, I love kissing her. She tastes like strawberries because she makes a point of eating them before she kisses me. I feel like a love sick teenager around her. She makes me feel young again.
But that's the point. I'm no longer a young pup, and I won't take advantage of her, and she knows that. But she sure likes testing me. The first night, she came to my room around 3AM, telling me she couldn't sleep, crawled into my bed, snuggled into my arms and fell asleep instantly, making me just hold her like a porcelain doll the entire night, just enjoying the feel of her in my arms. But now, I can't imagine her not sleeping in my bed. "What are you thinking about?" Kayla kiss my cheek, bringing me from my daydreaming. I smile and turn to her before capturing her lips in a soft kiss. "You," I answer honestly, making her giggle. "Am I really something to dream about then?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief and I groan before rolling over her and start kissing her face, pinning her arms above her head with one hand and start tickling her with the other until she start begging me for mercy. I kiss her again and get out of bed. "I need a shower. You can stay in bed for a little bit longer if you want to." I grab some clean clothes from my wardrobe and go into my attached bathroom.
After the shower, I find her in the kitchen, holding a coffee mug and scrolling through my computer. I kiss her head and smile. "You never told me your birthday. I want to do something for you." She looks up at me and smile. "I turn 17 in two weeks, on the 8th." I smile. April 8th. Easy to remember. "My birthday is April 9th." Her eyes go wide, and so does her smile. "Easy to remember, yes." She grins and jumps up from the chair and comes over to me. "I want to do a little here. Make it look like a girl lives here too." I smile and sigh. "You don't have to ask, baby. This is your home now too, so if you want pink walls, all I'm asking is what shade." I smile and it is worth it. The way her eyes light up says it all, but I didn't expect the following words: "Oh my god! I want the kitchen neon green, and the bedroom neon pink! Oh, and the primary bathroom has to be matched with the kitchen!" God, I hope she isn't serious. Neon pink bedroom I can work with. No one but us goes there anyway. I do my best not to show her my faltering smile, so I just ask her: "What shade, sweetie?" My wolf is howling with laughter in my head, and I sigh in relief when Kayla bursts out laughing. "Think that's funny, do you?" I cross our distance in three strides and lift her over my shoulder. I spank her ass once, and carry her to the bathroom. "Want this neon green, do you, huh?" I turn the shower on and take the temperature down, making her squeal as the cold water splash her ass and thighs. "G..Griffin, stop! I'ts f..freezing!" She starts shivering, but my grip on her is firm. "Oh, no, little wolf. You can think about neon colors all you want, but I'm not a damn hippie, and over my dead body will I have a neon house. You can have green and pink, but I don't need my house to be seen from the moon!" I wait a few more seconds before turning the water off.
I step out and bring a shivering, cursing Kayla to bed and take a towel around her before pulling her pants down. I pull her into bed, still with the towel around and just hold her as she heats up. I kiss her hed and just hold her close. "You are gonna be the death of me, little one. But I don't mind it. You are exactly where I want you to be, and I have all the time in the world to show you just how serious I am, and that includes me not looking at you when you're naked, or touching you like that until April 8th next year."
I hear her mumbling something, but she's also half asleep again. I check the time. It's almost 10am. She's been really tired lately, and I can't figure out why. I've asked her, but she just shrugs it off.
Kayla
Having my ass showered in ice-cold water is the worst thing he could've done. Seriously? What kind of person decides to punish you by having ice-water fall on your ass for what felt like hours? Was this his version of a cold shower, or did he just conquer up a punishment then and there?
I even managed to fall asleep again. I feel like I've been sleeping a lot lately. I mean, I get enough sleep, but it doesn't seem to be enough.
I check the time when I wake up again: 5pm. What? I slept for seven hours? I get out of bed and smile when I see clean clothes and a note from Griffin. Thought you could use these when you woke up, little wolf. I'm at the pack-house. Meeting. I'll see you when I get back, and we should maybe have a doctor check on you. I'm really worried about you. It's just a precaution. See you later, -G
I smile and pull the pink sweats on me and the clean socks and head downstairs to start dinner. Maybe I should see a doctor. I've been feeling a little nauseous lately too, but that might still be from how dehydrated I was back then. — Ha, don't count on that, Kay. I tense and drop the pan I was holding, jumping when the metal hit the floor with a loud bang. I look around, eyes wide."Up here, in your head. Man, it's good to come out. Hi, oh my god, my name is Lilly. It's soo nice to finally talk to you!" I frown. The voice make me think of the Jumanji movie, where Britney ends up as that professor or map reader or whatever he was. Same voice, same tone. "Are you okay, sweetie?" Griffin comes running when he see the pan on the floor and my questioning look.
I pause for a second and look at him. "I think I just met my wolf... And yes, I know it's insane, but that voice is driving me absolutely insane..." I tell him about the Jumanji comment, and he starts laughing so hard I'm afraid he might pop something. "Really, girl? Is that what you think of me? That I'm short, fat and look like Jack Black? Yeah, right. I mean, ew, right?" I roll my eyes and ignore her. "Her name is Lilly, apparently, but I don't know why I hear her now. I shouldn't hear her before two weeks before I'm 18." "You haven't figured it out yet? Girl, they like lied about your age! Why did you think he tried mating with you when he did? Ha, little does he know someone mated with you a few weeks back!" She starts hollering and laughing in my head, and I freeze. "What did you say?"