Rejected Once? And Now I Have A New Mate?

Chapter 7

A/N: Hi You Guysezzzz. :)

Oh yeah! I'm Southern. can y'all tell? ^^^^ :D:D

Yeah. My 'Y'alls' and whatnot's might come out in ma story like Dez's dic---tionary.

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Chapter 7

"Is your brother a Special Wolf, too?" I ask him. We had moved to the living room to wait for his brother.

"Well, duh!" he says as if I'm a three year old.

"Well, excuse me! I didn't know if more than one child in a family could be a Special Wolf." I tell him in exasperation.

"Do you have any siblings?" he asks me. I open my mouth to answer. "Isn't your sister one?"

I give him an annoyed look. "Would you please try to NOT listen in on my thoughts?"

He puts his hands up in surrender. "Sorry, sorry!" I can tell he isn't. Jerk. "But isn't she?"

I thought about it. "No." I pause for a second. "Unless bitchiness and being a mega-whore is a Special Ability."

Dez throws his head back and laughs. I chuckle a little bit, too. His laugh is contagious. Actually, all of his perkiness and jitteriness is contagious.

"Maybe that means you get twice the powers." He said wiggling his eyebrows, after he had sobered up.

"That would be so cool!" I said excitedly. "Oh no!" I exclaim mortified looking out the window.

Dez is instantly at my side. "What?" he asks looking out the window searching for whatever I was looking at.

"I'm acting like you!" I exclaim. He gives me a questioning look. "I'm stupidly excited!" I say like it's the most horrid thing since Hannah Montana.

He glowers at me. "Do you want a repeat of last time?" he asks threateningly.

I look up at him innocently. "I don't know... Do you?" I grin at him.

"Hmmmmm..." he taps his chin, as if thinking.

He suddenly pushes me against the wall.

"Maybe more than just your voice can help me... you know..." he trails off, whispering seductively in my ear.

"Isn't it me who is supposed to be doing the seducing here?" I ask trailing my index finger down his arm.

"I don't know. Who is in the better position?" he asks, pressing his well-endowed member into my thigh.

"That doesn't matter... it's who is in control. That's all that matters." As I finish, I look into his eyes and work my magic on him.

"Not again..." he mutters before his eyes turn silver and he's under my spell again.

I laugh in my head. Too easy.

"Why don't we take this to a more comfortable place?" I whisper in his ear. As if I'll let this charade get too far. Probably tease him a little bit then run out.