The Alpha and the Mistake

"Oh," was my brilliant response. I had to fix this. I had one alpha who wanted me dead. I didn't need another. I tried to remember everything Harry told me about alphas, I lowered my gaze, sinking in on myself to seem smaller and less threatening. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean..." Dean or better said Ryder, suddenly knelt in front of me. I flinched as he took my face in his hands and forced me to look at him, face to face.

His touch was gentle, and my skin warmed where he touched me. "Brook, don't. I told you I'm not Mike. I don't want...I don't need anyone to bow to me, especially not you."

Especially me? Why did he say that? My breath caught as he leaned in towards me. He wasn't going to...was he? His lips brushed against mine gently as if hesitating before he pressing them more firmly in a definite kiss. My eyes closed by their own will and I had no idea what to do. Yes, I'll admit it. I am seventeen, and the closest thing I've come to kissing a boy is when I was nine. Gerald, a stick of a boy, gave me a slobbery peck on my lips behind the dumpster at school.

I kissed him back, praying I was doing it right. My heart turned up to hummingbird speed when he pulled my swing towards him, so he was kneeling between my legs. Okay, this blew Gerald's kiss out of the water. When the kiss ended, and Ryder leaned back, A hot flush bloomed in my face. "Why did you do that?"

"Because I've wanted to do too since I met you."

way to my toes. I swallowed and unsure of what to say. I am proud to say I didn't stupidly ask him why he'd want to kiss me. Actually, the only thing I could think of to say was a change

he sat on the swing next to mine. He pulled the seat of my swing to the side, so we were still facing each other. Was this real? I am starting to wonder if I didn't pass out in the woods and this was all some

my cousin, Beth, would live with us. Something didn't seem right, so I told my dad I'd go

to put the blame of my murder on

finding you was an awesome surprise," Ryder said, breaking me out of my thoughts. He had a strange expression on his face when

"What do you mean? I'm no one." I tried to appear

need to tell you. You're..." His phone loudly came to life. After a moment of hesitation, he sighed and pulled out the phone. "It's your dad - I mean

I have forgotten about Mom and Harry? Ryder answered the phone, silent for a moment. "Yeah, I found her...no...I don't know she

as he set his hand on mine. "Alright. We'll be right there." He hung up and put the phone back in his pocket. "I have strict orders you are to come straight home with no dilly-dallying.