The Alpha’s Mate

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I feel completely rested. I stretch my limbs, turn around, and lay on my stomach like a starfish harboring the entire bed, Oliver’s smell engulfs me, and I immediately love it. I hear the water being turned off in the bathroom; I stuff my face in Oliver’s pillow, enjoying the carefree feeling I’m having until I have to get out of bed and face my responsibilities. I groan alone at the thought of it. Ugh, responsibilities, why do they even exist.

“I see you’re enjoying the bed; got any more room for me?” I hear an all too familiar voice saying. I pull my face away from the pillow, turning my head around to look at the owner of the voice. My jaw almost hits the floor as I see the god that is standing before me. Oliver is only wearing a towel around his waist that is hanging dangerously low, his hair is damp from the shower, and his body is covered in water droplets. I can see some gliding over his six-pack, and my mouth waters at the sight of him.

“You like what you see?” He asks me in his seductive voice. I just nod my head biting my lip, looking at the god before me.

“Come on, let’s go get some breakfast. We wouldn’t want you to get sick,” Oliver says, heading into the closet to change.

A few moments later, he emerges again; he’s wearing some grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips and no shirt. I let out an irritated sigh at the sight of it; now, I am going to be distracted for the whole day until he wears a shirt. He looks at me weirdly at my irritating sigh. A few seconds later, an evil smirk appears on his face, knowing why I let out that sigh.

Ooooh, Mr. Matthew, it takes two to tango. I step out of bed. I’m only wearing one of Oliver’s shirts, and it just covers my butt. I walk into the closet, swinging my hips, and just before I close the doors, I fling off Oliver’s shirt showing my back off. I kick the door close and look around in the closet, trying to find something to wear.

I decided to wear some short shorts that almost spill my butt out of them. I opt for a crop top that shows off my belly and a little bit of cleavage. I know the house is empty except for Oliver and me, so it doesn’t matter what I wear. And it is perfect if I want to go swimming later and just lounge by the pool. I’ll show this man what I got. And an evil smirk graces my face.

I throw the closet doors open theatrically, posing in the doorway, leaning against the doorpost. I can see Oliver’s eyes going from his normal eyes to pitch black and back again to his normal blue eyes. He stands up from the bed where he was waiting for me and slowly approaches me.

“Let’s get some breakfast, shall we now? Or shall I say brunch because it’s already really late?” I say and stalk past him towards the door swaying my hips and butt on the way out, giving him a nice view to watch.

I stand in the kitchen, leaning on the kitchen island, playing with my phone while figuring out what I should have for breakfast/brunch. I make a little jump when I suddenly feel arms snaking around my waist. I twirl around to face the intruder and notice that it’s just Oliver.

“Jesus, Oliver, can’t you at least make some noise instead of sneaking up to me like that,” I say whilst getting out of his grip. He lets me go so I can get some cereal. I know it’s on the top shelf, and that’s why I choose it. If I stand on my tippy toes, I can just reach it. But my shirt will rise then even more, and well, I’m taking revenge on Oliver for him not wearing a shirt.

I can hear him let out a low growl when I stand on my tippy toes, reaching for the cereal. A few seconds later, I feel my body being pressed up against the countertop. He goes over my head for the grain and grabs it before I can reach it. I assume he held it for me but instead, he just pours himself some into his bowl and puts the cereal back into the cupboard.

He pours some milk into the bowl and starts eating, I let out a frustrated sigh, and I can see O. liver looking up at me with an evil smirk. “do you want some too?” Oliver asks. I give him a little nod, and he slowly scoots his bowl over to me. I grab a spoon and slowly form an evil plan in my head.

I put the spoon in the bowl to get some cereal on it, but instead of putting it in my mouth, I throw the cereal and milk at his face. He’s thrown off his game for a few seconds, and I grab those few seconds to grab the cereal and run like my ass was on fire and bumped into a wall. All the milk and cereal fell over the top, and I was about to fall on my ass when the two strong arms grab me and help me get back to my feet. I look up to see Xavier holding me in his arms.

*Oh no, Xavier, I totally forgot about him. I have to apologize to him for freaking out at him after seeing his wolf form.* I thought while looking at him.

“Looks like you guys are having fun. Mind if I join you guys?” Xavier asks while smiling at us.

“Sure,” I said with an awkward smile.

“Here, I call Renna and tell her to send some clothes for you. And here is a bag you forgot in my car,” Xavier said while handing two bags to me.

“Thank you,” I said, taking them from him.

“Xavier, I am really sorry for what happened yesterday. I know I promised you that I wouldn’t freak out on you, but” I said, but Xavier interrupted me.

“It’s okay, as long as you don’t hate me or push me away from you. You don’t hate me, do you?” he asks me, and I shake my head at him.

“Good, why don’t you go and change, and then we will talk about everything. I know you must have a lot of questions inside your mind that you want to ask us. Go and change while I make some breakfast for us. It would be best if you didn’t eat cereal. It’s not a very healthy breakfast,” Xavier said while smiling at me.

“You know how to cook?” I ask, shocked by this new information.

“Yes, my mother makes sure that I and my other siblings and I know how to cook,” he said while smiling at me.

“That’s so cool. I will go and change,” I said while smiling at him and walking towards Oliver’s room. I decided to take a shower as well while I was on it and walked inside the washroom.