Early bird gets the worm...

I laced up my Nike sneakers. I ran my fingers through my hair before I pulled it away from my face and up into a high ponytail.

I began to smile. I had beat Brittany to the punch of waking me for training. I hated it. It made my skin crawl just imagining her open the bedroom door, bringing in the cool air from the halls and turning on the lights.

I stood to my feet, struggling to ignore the throbbing pain that came from my head. I picked up the glass of water from my nightstand and two aspirins. I popped the pills and chased them with a little water.

I picked up a pair of sunglasses and walked out of my bedroom and down to the kitchen. Opening the patio's sliding door, I cringed under the bright rays of light.

Why could it not be cloudy?

I walked to the end of the patio. Overlooking the field, I noticed no one in sight. Where is everyone?

"What are you doing?" I spun around to see Alpha Xavier walking up the patio steps.

He pulled his head phones from his ears and stuffed them into his pocket. His shirt clung to his sweaty chest and his shorts struggling to hold onto his hip.

I pushed my sunglasses further up on to my face to shield my wandering eyes as I cleared my throat to speak to him.

"Oh. I-I was coming out for training."

"Training was canceled this morning." He removed his damp shirt. My eyes locked onto his perfectly sculpted chest. The devil is working.

Without another word, he turned and walked into the sliding doors. I followed behind him. The distance between him and I clearly evident.

"Um-why is that?"

He walked over to the refrigerator and pulled a water bottle. He popped the lid and sipped the water. Water beads clung to his bottom lip before he licked it away.

Unholy thought were forming in my mind. This was insane.

"Because the last thing I want is a bunch of drunken, hungover wolves on my field." He assured me. "Were you going to train in those sun glasses?"

"Um no." I quickly removed the glasses and shoved them into my back pocket.

"So you are free today."

He slid pass me and out of the kitchen before I could say another word to him...

Early bird got nothing but a glare from the Alpha and a few lost hours of sleep. The first time I'm up on time, training was canceled.

I will not allow my morning go to waste. Since I was already in my training gear, I decided to walk down to the fitness room for a good workout.

I picked up my iPhone and slipped my ear buds in before I left my room. Maybe the early bird could still get something done.

I walked down to the basement to the fitness room. Dumbbells. Treadmills. Workout equipment that would help keep me on my toes.

Entering, I began to question my choice of actually coming down here. Alpha Xavier. Seeing as how I was too late to turn back, I lowered my head and sucked it up. Walking with such ease, I seem to glide over to the bicycle.

Goodness, why is he everywhere?

I adjusted the machine as I ignored my eyes need to glance over toward him. I slid my feet under the straps of the pedals and began.

The Weeknd boomed through the mini ear buds as I struggled to focus on the plasma television that hung on the wall ahead of me.

No. No. Don't you look over at him. Don't you think about it. Don't you fucking dare. No.

Just...

Just a peek.

I ran my hand across the back of my neck, rubbing and rotating it softly just so I could turn my head to look at him.

He was lying flat on his back. His arms were raised and his hands were enclosed around the heavy metal bar that balanced six thick weights.

Oh goddess! I quickly looked away.

I felt like the young high school female who could not wait to see the jock. I peeked over my shoulder once more. His muscles flexed every time he raised that bar effortlessly.

His strength. His exhilarating frame that this demon had possessed was enough to drive any women over the edge.

His faultless abs seems to glisten like a diamond under the perspiration that his body had created. Flawless creature.

Womanizer? He could be an Alpha that carried the title like a badge for women to fall all over. Was I one of those women that fell victim to his attractive face and body?

That night. The way he touched me. How his hands roamed my body until I cracked. His fingers left me in a blissful high. How I became a nervous, babbling fool under him.

My skin began to crawl with anticipation and desire. Realizing my arousal was taking over my common sense, I quickly snapped back in to reality.

What the hell is wrong with me?!

"Didn't your parents tell you it was rude to stare?"

I stiffened from his words. The words that forced me to realize that I was still gazing at him like he was an edible arrangement.

"Oh, sorry." My eyes had found refuge on the television ahead but I was still so nervous. Why? The thought of him picking up on my arousal left me petrified.

Please. No.

My fear had come to life. He inhaled the air around him as he picked on the aroma. He sat up from the bench. His venomous green eyes seem to have locked onto my brown ones.

"Just.... Go to your room to cool off or something." He broke our eye contact just as quickly.

Embarrassed, I hopped off the bike, and stormed out of the fitness room before another word could be exchanged between him and me......

"Oh my goddess." I tossed my phone onto my bed. "Bad thoughts. Bad thoughts."

Calm down. I had to reassure myself my thoughts were nothing but poisoned hallucinations and daydreams due to my heat. I raised my shirt over my head before I kicked off my sneakers and slipped out of my shorts.

Trails of clothing followed me into the bathroom. The faucets squeaked before water came pouring from the shower head. Temperature adjusted and completely undressed, I stepped into the water.

I lathered my sponge with Dove body wash and massaged it into my skin before I stepped deeper into the pouring water. Sweet scent of the body wash seemed to dance its way into my open nasal passages.

My bedroom door creaked ajar, forcing me to stop for a moment. I listened until the door slammed shut.

"Really Brittany? Why didn't you text me that training was canceled?" I yelled over the humming water. "And did you knock?"

I turned the faucets until the water stopped completely. My hand extended pass the shower curtain before I snatched my towel from the nearby hook.

"You are so hard-headed." I screeched as I dried myself completely. I wrapped my plush towel around me before I reached for my bathroom door knob.

"Suppose I had a guy in here? You need to learn to knock-" I had swung open the door with enough force to remove the wood from its hinges.

My once anger was now replaced with uncertainty. My expectation of seeing Brittany was crushed once I saw the pair of lingering green eyes that looked down at me for the second time today.

"Hm? A...male in here?" He questioned my previous statement I had blurted from the other end of my bathroom door. A statement I had, for some reason, began to regret expressing.

"I-uh w-what-" I quickly cleared my throat and gathered my thoughts. "Do you need something?"

Once again, his green orbs were blank, making his current emotions undetectable. Anger? Confusion? He had a shield enclosed around him and it was obvious that he preferred it that way.

He took an enormous step forward. I felt my hands and legs go numb. His scent. A lusty musk that seem to destroy my barrier piece by piece.

His arm snaked around my midsection before he tugged me closer to him, knocking the air right out of my lungs. He watched me. He waited for a reaction. Nervous, and also stubborn, I strived not to give him one.

He pulled me up and off of my feet until my legs were dangling like the legs of a lifeless rag doll. Please no. My mind begged me to cut this foolishness before he wrapped my legs around his torso.

"Why are you here?" I whimpered when he placed me onto the sheeted bedding.

Fire ignited under the touch of his lips against my shoulder blade. My heart beat elevated, my skin burning, and my mind lost in a sea of lust, I had almost forgotten I had even asked him why he was here.

"You don't want me here?" His cool breath danced across my aching flesh.

"I-I-I." The right response had left my mind.

He sat up. I quickly broke our eye contact. His fingers untucked the violet colored material that kept my body hidden from his roaming green pools.

He took his time acknowledging my body before his eyes spoke for him. Blackness inhabits his orbs, filling them with a lustful darkness that seemed to turn me out.

He lowered himself. I sucked in a breath when he looked into my searching eyes. What is he doing? He ignored my questioning look before he nuzzled his face in the curve of my neck. I exhaled the breath I held, accidentally release a light moan along with it.

His touch. So exciting yet so dangerous however I could not stop my body from acting upon it. I raised my lower half to greet his, purposely swiping myself against the bulge that pressed against the material of his shorts.

"Stop!" His fingers dug into the flesh of my waist, nearly puncturing my skin. I stopped and hissed in pain.

He kissed my shoulder blade; I closed my eyes and bit my quivering bottom lip. He kissed my left breast; I exhaled a moan of satisfaction. He licked my stomach; I inhaled and clinched my stomach as soon as I realized his next target.

I stared up at the ceiling with wide eyes and a tense mind as I followed the touch of his skin to mine.

He pried open my shaky thighs, exposing my moist flesh to him. He lowered his head. I closed my eyes. He placed an aggressive kiss against my inner thigh, digging his nails into the thick meat of my leg.

"Um I-" My words were scrambled on my tongue the closer he became to touching my clit.

Each touch against my inner thigh left me jittery yet anxious for him to finally kiss it. I raised my hips. He pushed me back down. I raised them once more. He pushed me back down but this time, he held me down.

"Be patient." His words left his lips in a lustful whisper.

Patient?

My body was craving the need to be pleased but he decides to tease me?

Great!

"Please?" Now I know I'm crazy. Me begging him to touch me?

"No!" His arms latched around my shaking thighs, locking me where he wanted me to be.

Don't beg!

He left another exciting kiss against my inner thigh. I closed my eyes and clamped down on my bottom lip. His teeth pinched my inner thigh, I gripped the sheets, struggling not to open my mouth to beg him once more.

Again. Again. Again. His teeth nipped at the delicate flesh. Each time he would blow his cool breath against my craving clit.

Hell!

"Please Alpha!" I moaned out my defeat. I moaned out my need and senseless desire.

A loud growl escaped his lips as he tightened his grip on my thighs. I felt his tongue swipe my clit, leaving my body numb from the desired touch.

His lips and tongue began to caress my sensitive skin. Each lick left me mentally begging for more.

"Alpha." A moan escaped me, prompting a dominating growl to escape him.

This was like another dream. Another hallucination that would not leave me alone.

He sucked my flesh up between his parted lips. A dream? I think not. It felt way too good to be another dream.

One hand entangled in his hair and the other interlocked in the soft material of the sheets, I fought the sensation that began to build up in me.

My legs entwined around is head and my hands immobile, I was determined not to break. Not now. Sharp teeth nipped at the swollen nub, just enough pressure to please me.

Shit!

He reached and positioned his finger just outside of my entrance before he slipped his finger in at a leisurely pace.

"Damn." My thighs tightened and my back arched up to greet him as I released a wail of pleasure. He retracted his finger then eased it back in, deepening it until he was unable to go any further.

My heart racing and my breath scarce, my numb thighs unraveled from around his head as I exploded onto his penetrating finger.

I dropped my hands from his head, allowing them to flop down weakly by my side. I closed my eyes. I could not stop my body's absurd reaction to my orgasm.

He pulled away from me. Embarrassed, and slightly ashamed, I wrapped my towel around my body as I watched him step away from me. He turned away. I watched him head for the door.

"Um Alpha-" He turned to me. His eyes. Still blank windows with nothing but coldness in them.

"What?" He spoke so dryly.

"Um nothing." I found myself slightly disappointed in actions once again as I shook my head. Like a stubborn girl, my lips poked a little.

He watched me for a moment until the far corners of his lips rose to form a little grin. I looked away, determined to hide my crimson colored cheeks that I knew was showing.

Without another word, or explanation, he turned and left, closing the bedroom door shut behind him.

I collapsed onto the bed. Vivid images began to appear in my head, images that I would normally be described as a normal dream. His body. His lips. His touch. I began to kick and swing my arms and legs. A normal tantrum of mine.

What the hell is wrong with me?