The Rejected Runt (Rewriting)

Chapter 13

*This is the Old Version of the book, the new version will be posted after the final chapter of the old book.*

*3rd P.O.V.*

After Victoria woke up, it was almost dinner time. She groaned as she felt the full effect of her fight with Adam. All her muscles were sore and her bones felt like jelly. Upon hearing the groan, Eric came into the room with painkillers and water in his hand.

"How was your nap reddy?" Eric asked Victoria as she sat up and swalllowed the painkillers. "Reddy?" Victoria asked confused. "Yeah, you know since you have red hair and all..." Eric trailed off rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. Victoria glared at him some more before Eric finally blurted out "Abby calls you Luna Reddy!" Victoria chuckled at that and kissed Eric on the cheek before heading to the kitchen to make dinne

"Where are you going?" Eric asked confused, before realizing that he never told Victoria. He slapped his hand on his forehead before running downstairs and picking up Victoria and setting her down on the bathroom sink. Victoria looked at him confused before Eric told her to get ready and wear something fancy as celebration dinner.

Victoria takes a long shower, the hot water relaxing her sore muscles immensely. She picks up Eric's robe and heads out, seeing Eric standing outside the walk-in closet, with a towel hanging dangerously low on his waist. "Why are you wearing my robe? Not that I mind..." Eric trailed off, fighitng control of his wolf to mate with her. Eric needed to do this tonight. "It smells like you." Victoria shrugged.

Victoria usually hijacked all of Eric's hoodies and towels and sometimes even his body wash just so she can smell like him. Which she usually does after they mate. Eric laughed a hearty laugh before picking up his black suit which consists of a white button down shirt and black pants with a black blazer. Which looked incredibaly good on him. "I want to match my tie to yours, so I'm downstairs watching the match, you get ready and pick up a matching tie too please?" Eric said before kissing Victoria on her lips then on her mark before leaving her to get dressed.

Victoria fanned herself and went in to the closet and picked out a red dress that went ot her mid-thigh and was cut out at the waist to enhance her curves more. Along with that, she picked out black open-toed high heels, a simple black necklace and simple bracelet before adding on a simple coat of eyeliner and red lip gloss. She then curled her hair and let them down, to frame her shoulder. Along with that she wore a black leather jacket for winter was fast approaching. She chuckled at her reflection, recalling how her dad would call her "red riding hood" whenever she wore red clothes, because her hair matched them. (A/N Outfit at side)

Her mood instantly saddened as she thought of her parents. She didn't want to leave them and she wished to meet them again some time in the future but for now, Elizabeth and Richard were doing a great job at being her parents. They always babied her and whenever she was with them, she felt as if she was with her parents. Elizabeth would always tell Victoria stories of when her father, Gordon was younger and some about when Lily came into the picture. Half of the stories she knew, but the ones which her parents would consider embaressing were new to her.

Victoria knew that if there were some situation where her parents couldn't take care of her, it would be Elizabeth and Richard who would take care of her. Victoria smiled sadly and went to pick up Eric's favourite red tie which he wore to meeting because 'his mate's hair is red'. Victoria chuckled and the thoughts of her mate's childish behaviour caused her mood to lighten up.

Victoria delibirately descended the stairs slowly, hoping for a cliche scene where Eric would be waiting at the bottom of the stairs and take her hand as she reached the bottom of the steps, compliment her and then lead her to his fancy black bmw. But no, Victoria didn't find Eric waiting for her at the bottom of the steps, no she found him pigging out on the couch, playing on his xbox.