The Alpha

I was avoiding Derek. Rightfully so. I went to Hannah’s and she was excited to see me, we hung out for hours until Garret came home. She offered to stay for dinner and Garret didn’t have a problem with it, but I felt like it would be a burden so I declined.

We had a nice time, in my opinion, I hoped she felt the same. We watched some movies, talked, joked, she even wanted to do my make-up. It was the first time I saw myself in a mirror in a while. My face had some color to it and my hair seemed lighter.

She gave me the dress and coaxed me to try it on. It was a purple, spaghetti strap, mid-length dress. Embarrassingly, when I did try it on for her, I completely broke down in her bathroom when I saw the scars on the back.

At that moment, I don’t think I’ve ever hated myself more. Hannah immediately comforted me, telling me there was nothing to be ashamed of. It took some time but she calmed me down. I told her I couldn’t wear it, but she insisted I did, that I looked good in it, and I could just wear a cardigan with it.

I went back to Derek’s home after Garret and snuck my way up to my room. I didn’t bother eating, some memories bouncing in my head after the dress incident. I ended up taking it home, and I put it in the closet, grabbing some clothes and going into the bathroom to change.

I was slightly taken back when I turned on the light because on the wall there was a reflexive rectangle. A mirror.

Derek put in a mirror? Because I asked?

My wolf warmed up at the thought that he cared, but I was so shaken from his actions yesterday that I couldn’t share the same feeling as Sage. I guess now my goal was to not cut myself with it. Could I even break it?

What about the razors?

I doubt he would put those back, and I was right. I checked the bathroom and found none.

The next day, I also avoided Derek.

To keep myself busy, in a beneficial way, I went and saw Socorro. He gave me a set of pens because as he said, he wanted me to track my feelings and thoughts, that and he forgot to last time. The session went well, of course there were a few episodes when we discussed Chris and he asked to call in Derek when I couldn’t calm down after a moment. Thankfully he didn’t.

Although part of me missed him, I shouldn’t but I seriously couldn’t help it.

I was feeling more comfortable around him, although each time sessions started I would get very shy. It took some time for the embarrassment to wear off and then we were able to discuss what was needed and wanted.

When I went back to the house, I put away the pens in the nightstand with my inhaler before I carefully walked back down. I didn’t want to see Derek. My wolf wanted to, my bond tugging with unease without him.

Maybe I should’ve, he did put a mirror in the room, as I asked. But still, I didn’t. I ate half a sandwich before I went back to my room.

Then, it was the day of the ceremony.

I had a small breakfast and of course, distanced myself from Derek. I took a shower and shaved with a razor that Hannah gave me. She knew why Derek wouldn’t give me one, but after she made me promise to not hurt myself, she gave me an extra one she had. Our secret.

I got out and did my makeup, and put on the dress. I took a deep breath as I looked at my reflection. My eyes started to produce tears as I saw how scrawny and scarred I was. They gathered in my eyes, daring to fall and ruin my make-up.

( ‘It’s okay Violet, you can do this.’ )

I whined in response. I didn’t want to do this, I wasn’t happy with my body or how it looked. I was too skinny and although my complexion was gaining color, it still looked like a pasty-olive color. Dull.

Nonetheless, I pulled myself together. I grabbed a black button-down and pulled it over my shoulders so it covered my exposed back and shoulders and I put on my shoes.

I walked downstairs and had to face Derek. He was already waiting at the door and he checked my body as I walked up to him. My face flushed at his attention and I kept my head down so he wouldn’t notice. Sage purred in anticipation and that confused me.

beautiful Violet,” Derek complimented me. “Smell amazing,”

second finding the words to use,

for my hand. He grabbed it and pulled me to him. I let out a small breath

He was so pretty.

deep brown button-up that made his

of my trance and I blushed. “I’m just teasing Flower, come on,” he opened the door

was nearing dawn and was breathtaking outside. The sky a deep purple, navy taking its spot as stripes of orange disintegrated behind the tall trees. I felt

out at me tonight and

to the ceremony and it was nicely set-up. There were lights set up and tables and seats. It was

on the stage when he finalized Garret as the Beta of Night Stone. They stood at the podium as I sat with

both nicely dressed. Hannah dressed in a light blue long dress and Garret wore

Garret and Hannah. I was getting warming as time progressed, uncomfortably warmer. I wasn’t really into the partying so I was sitting at one of the tables, slowly drinking my water to cool myself down. Sage kept urging for me to see Derek and there were a few times I saw him looking over at me. I would get warmer and he’d studied me before

my head to see Socorro. I

you,” I rushed, not used to compliments. He smiled and

he asked as he took a seat at the round

told him and he had a

confusion at that. He went to tell me but a woman called his name, “well, that’s my wife. I’m sure you’ll figure out what I mean, try not to

and started to walk away, back to the house. Sage growled at me for walking away from Derek but I

in anticipation and before I could question it, there was a hand that grabbed my arm. Sparks flew and I gasped. I felt myself

Heat.

his eyes were dark, pooling with lust. He pulled me closer to him, my body melting with his. A sigh of relief left my

“De-”

back,” he spoke, his voice dark with desire, and started walking me back to the house, pulling me closer to his side.

I couldn’t take it anymore. The heat was too much and Derek seemed to be the

turned to him, my chest

lips took mine. I moaned against his lips which earned a growl from him. His hands wrapped around my waist and mine found

attacked my lips, bringing down my temperature. Derek laid me on the bed and pulled away from my lips. I

care. I pulled on his shirt to bring his lips back down. He held himself up and

his

and moved my

intensely looking down at me. He let

arm around his neck, the other rubbing his back. He pulled off my shirt that covered my shoulder and then moved the dress straps

alarm bells rang in my mind, I wasn’t completely comfortable with

the dress down my body and tossed it to the side. His hands roamed my body and I arched into his touch. My core was dripping in anticipation and I wrapped my legs around his

his tour. His hand found my boob and gave me a light squeeze. He trailed it down to my underwear seam and played with it while his

he pulled back to admire me. I arched more to maintain contact with his clothed chest. Why was his shirt still on, I want it off. A dark growl

furrowed my brows in confusion, caught up in the moment to understand what he was pissed about. I looked at where his eyes were trained and a whole wave of knowledge and insecurities washed over me. He was

didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do. So, I laid there and waited even though my body was on fire at the fact that he wasn’t touching me. His hands on the side of my head were shaking. He closed his eyes and let out a breath, leaning down to

into me mere days

softly at the contact, my head spinning because all I wanted- all I

moved one hand to my boob and started to fondle it, rubbing my nipple, slightly pulling. My breathing became heavier and he moved his other hand over my area