The Alpha Chose Me by Missy Elliottxo

"Let me get dressed and I'll be right out". "I'll find us a film".

Once I put my things into the bedroom, I made my way to the living room area. He was sat searching through Netflix. I didn't think you would be able to get Wi-Fi out here. "Hey". I sat beside him.

"Netflix is rubbish. I swear you spend more time looking for stuff to watch than actually watching". Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on .net. Visit .net to read the complete chapters for free. He sat the remote a side. "You would tell me if you didn't want to be here, wouldn't you?".

I frowned. He thought I didn't want to be here?

I grabbed a hold of his hand making him look at me. I didn't want to be anywhere but here with him. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be".

"Then talk to me. Tell me what you're thinking, feeling. I want to make sure you're happy and that you're not doing this just for me".

"I've had sex with one person. I have little to no experience. For some reason it feels like my first time. I'm nervous, shoot me". I rolled my eyes. I wasn't used to him wanting to talk about my feelings.

I wasn't big on telling him what was going on inside my crazy head. This full moon was driving me nuts.

A chuckle fell from his lips. "You sure do have a way with words". He squeezed my hand. "Feels like my first time to".

"Don't make fun of me". I huffed taking my hand back.

"Baby-....

taking the next step. I would be acting this way even

"Because I'm pretty sure you're well experienced when it comes

I shouldn't have said

and it usually turns into an argument. I

to facepalm

really

that

together because I knew s*x with Jake was going to be the best I would ever have. "I really, really want to have sex with you to". He

were both as bad as each other only Jake

taking this

Yes, we were.

Try

the TV off and made myself comfortable. I could tell the moon was getting stronger. I could feel it under my skin. The tingles, the hotness, and let's not forget the burning feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was like a niggle, reminding me that

it wasn't as painful as last

looked at it since we got here. I also put it on

It had to be my gran. Opening the message, I thought as much. She was letting

a matter of days. Leaving, to then being unreachable to then contacting me again.

into that right now. I checked through my Facebook, clearing the notifications and then put my