Once Connected

Chapter 6- Once Home

Moaning in pleasure, I realize that sleep was defiantly needed. I sigh in contentment, the thin silky sheets wrapping around my legs gently. The cool breeze blew through, a light ocean breeze hitting my senses.

"Pierce! Jackson! I think she is awake!" A voice whispers. My eyes snap open as my body jolts upward. I yip in fear, tumbling off the bed with the sheet coming with me. "Ah!" I hiss in pain as I land on my stomach and elbows.

"God damn it Ryder! I can hear you whispering!" I snarl as the sheet gently floats down, following my lead and covering my sight of vision. That is after I saw a glimpse of half-naked Ryder. Damn he was fit.

"Beta Pierce! Alpha Jackson! What do I do?! She says she hears me and I am not saying anything!" Ryder says, in fear.

"Ryder! What are you talking about! You are talking right now!" I groan, twisting in the sheets, trying to untangle myself. I felt like a snake, wrapped around a vine.

A deep chuckle sounds through, making me freeze and my senses come to live, "Princess, he isn't talking." I take a deep breath, trying to calm my sharpened nerves from the creature called my mate. "Need help, Princess?"

I hear footsteps get closer and I hiss as I fight with the sheets, "Stay back! I got it!"

After a few more failed kicked and twists I collapse onto the floor. Groaning in defeat, I mumble, "Get me out."

This time three voices chuckle at my foolishness. Footsteps come closer and in a swift motion I am in the air and the sheet a little about me. I yelp as I crash onto the floor, again. "Meanies," I groan and flip over to my stomach. I jump onto my feet.

There before me stood four gorgeous specimens of men; well, creatures. I quickly scan the room I am in. The door was in front of me and was a beautiful smooth dark wood. On either sides of the door were cabinets. Both were exactly the same. Next to the cabinets were small desks. On the left side, there was a beanie bag then a queen-sized bed. The bed had red sheets and many pillows, just like in a hotel. Then on the right side, next to the desk was a beautiful balcony. It was rimmed with gold, matching the white of the room perfectly.

Outside was a little table and chair to be able to watch the majestic sea of pine trees.

Behind those trees were noble mountains while lower down was the raging blue sea. Sea gulls faintly cawed as the crashing waves left snow white foam behind. My eyes traveled back to the room. Next to the balcony was another queen-sized bed. This bed was white with light pink sheets. It also had many pillows, but this bed was completely messy. It was probably my bed.

My eyes travel back to the four playboys standing around; watching me intently, curiously, amusedly, or just playfully.

Pierce was smirking, leaning against the bedpost. Behind him was Jayden, watching amused while leaning with his arms crossed on the balcony. Standing next to the other bed was half-naked Ryder, looking curiously and worried at me. Finally, in the dark doorway was a stern looking Alpha Jackson.

"Um, can I help you?" I ask, becoming shy at all the eyes looking me up and down.

"Ya, you can get that sorry ass into the shower and out on the field in ten mintues." Jayden grumbles.

"Excuse me?" I was now officially confused. "Okay, before you start bossing me around Delta." The boys in the room freeze. "I would like to know where I am." My tone changed in a blink. I hate when men think they can control woman because they are 'men' and girls are 'women' and are 'weak'.

I narrow my eyes as men in my room avoid eye contact. "Tell me where I am."

"You are in the pack house. This is where you will live, with Ryder, until your training is complete." Alpha Jackson answers, finally breaking the silence.