Zeke

Ashlyn hunched over. "I'm gonna barf. I can feel it" she ranted, taking deep breaths. She really needed to learn how to knock. Valerie and I were basically teasing each other in every physical way possible without having sex. Then Ashlyn just barged into my bedroom. Valerie told her to stop being dramatic as she fixed her shirt. Ashlyn gagged. "You were practically giving him a lap dance!" she exclaimed.

My mate shrugged nonchalantly. "He started it" she said plainly. Ashlyn gagged again. I honestly couldn't tell if she was faking it or not. "Get over yourself Ashlyn. People have sex. It's your fault that you didn't knock" Valerie deadpanned. Her tone was sounded extremely hostile.

Ashlyn made her face scrunch up. "Are you mad at me because I cockblocked?" she blurted. I shook my head while Valerie nodded. A small and awkward laugh escaped my lips. "I'll just come back later. And you guys can finish up what you were doing" she offered.

Valerie nodded in agreement and even held the door open. "Stop. You're already here. What do you want?" I questioned. Valerie groaned and threw herself onto my bed. "Ignore her. I'm already thinking of ways to make her mood better" Ashlyn gagged again.

"Your friend- what's his name? Landon? Leo? Whatever. He broke his arm training" she informed me.

Liam is always getting hurt. "He'll live" I said with a shrug. She nodded her head and Valerie yelled at her to leave. "Excuse my rude mate. Apparently, I'm not the only one that needs to work on my people skills" I stated. Valerie threw a pillow at me.

Rolling her eyes at us, Ashlyn left my bedroom; but not before reminding me that Valerie is sixteen. "Have I mentioned that I hate her?" Valerie grumbled, burying her face in the pillows. "She killed your mood didn't she?" Valerie asked, glanced up at me. I gave her an apologetic look as I nodded my head. She groaned in annoyance.

I slid onto the bed and rubbed her shoulders. "Next time, I'll lock the door. I promise" I assured her.

"Is it locked now?" Getting off the bed, I locked the door before returning. "What time is it? I'm hungry" Valerie informed me just as I laid down.

Sighing, I got up and pulled her off my bed. "Come on, cariad. I'll find you something to eat" I offered.

She pulled my hand, making me stop. "What's cariad?" she questioned.

A small smile made it's way onto my face. "My dad used to call my mom cariad. It means love or darling in Welsh" I told her. Valerie slowly nodded her head as she repeated the endearment to herself. "You don't mind it do you?" I asked. She quickly shook her head as I continued making my way to the kitchen.

We made it to the kitchen, where there were a few people sitting around. Liam was rummaging through the fridge. "What's up, cripple?" I purposefully bumped his arm, making him groan and glare at me. "Ouch. That must've hurt" I pointed out.

He grabbed an apple and threw it at me. Shrugging, I caught it and took a bite. I held it out to Valerie, but she shook her head and went to the pantry. "Boxed mac-n-cheese!" she exclaimed. Liam and I raised an eyebrow at her happy tone. "I like this stuff, okay?" she glared, challenging us to say something.

I held my hands up in surrender and continued eating my apple. Liam wasn't so smart. "I didn't know your mate was six years old, Zeke" Valerie threw a pan at him. A pan! Liam cursed as it hit his shoulder. "What the hell! My arm is already broken!" he shouted.

Valerie shrugged and continued making her food. "You shouldn't have said shit" she pointed out. Liam looked at me, wanting me to say something. But I also shrugged. He should've kept his mouth shut. "You and your stupid arm already ruined my day" she grumbled.

I laughed as Liam looked like we just told him that we invented a new letter. "Ashlyn came into my room to tell us that your arm broke. And long story short; your arm is a huge cockblock" I explained.

Liam looked apologetic. "Damn. I am genuinely sorry. Zeke needs to get laid" he said bluntly. I threw the apple core at him. "What's with all the throwing?!" he yelled.

"You started it" I reminded him, moving behind Valerie. I wrapped my arms around her waist and watched her cook. "You're sharing right?" I asked. She sighed dramatically, but nodded her head.

There was a groan behind me. "Where's my mate?" Liam questioned. I glanced over my shoulder and saw him looking around the kitchen like she would pop out of the fridge or something. "I'm such a third wheel" he mumbled.

"Then leave" my mate snapped. I pinched Valerie's side and she quickly apologized to Liam. "It's just rare he gets in that mood. And now I'm angry that he's not in that mood. And yeah. Sorry" she ranted.

Liam started booming with laughter. "Any guy is always in the mood for sex. Zeke just has more control than most of us" Liam informed her.

Valerie turned her head and raised an eyebrow at me. I pecked her lips before moving away. "Sorry to disappoint, but no all guys are horndogs" I stated, glaring at Liam.

He chuckled. "Bull shit" he exclaimed. I narrowed my eyes even further and he held his hands up. "Fine. Zeke is the rarest male alive with no sexual desires" I punched his arm, making him groan. "You violent couple" Liam grumbled, exiting the room. Laughing, I sat down at the table.

A bowl of cheesy goodness was placed in front of me. I smiled at Valerie and pulled her down for a brief kiss. She grinned and sat next to me. We ate in silence, the only sound was our utensils hitting the bowls. When we finished, I took our dishes and washed them before lying them in the drying rack. "I should've video taped that. I've never seen you clean before" Valerie said, faking her awe.

I rolled my eyes. "You could see me clean my sexy body that you always crave" I joked. Her cheeks tinged with red. I grinned and wrapped my arm around her shoulder as I steered her back upstairs. "What are we doing next?" I questioned as we got to my floor. She looked up at me and bit her lip. "Bad idea" I mumbled, entering the bedroom.

Valerie made a frustrated noise behind me. "Why not?"

Raising an eyebrow at her, I sat at the edge of my bed. "That sounded kinda pleading" I pointed out.

She ignored me and began pacing. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she buried her hands in her hair and tugged. "Why is it such a bad idea? We're mates. So why don't we mate? Is it me? Is it my age? You said you didn't care, but I don't know if I believe that. Wait. Or are you into that kinky shit? Am I supposed to dress up as a French maid? Or is it actually just me? Am I like not attractive or something? Or is there another girl?" Valerie suddenly spun to me and stared at my face. "That's it right? Is she from your other pack? Or is she from here? Oh, God! Is it Mina? I knew it! That bitch always gets what she wants! What the hell?! I thought you said you didn't like her! I-"

I covered her mouth and she licked my hand. When I didn't move, she glared at me. "I already told you that your age doesn't matter. And no you don't have to dress up as a French maid or any maid. Whenever I think of a maid, I imagine an old lady. Yeah, that'll definitely turn me off. And nothing at all is wrong with you. You're absolutely stunning. There is no girl. I wouldn't even think of having any type of fling with Mina. There's just you. And it will always just be you" I assured her.

Valerie's face softened and I slowly moved my hand. "Sorry. I don't know why I'm so emotional right now" she mumbled. A human would've guessed PMS. But werewolves don't have that. I've heard people say we're lucky for that.

After pressing a kiss to her forehead, I wrapped my arms around her shoulders as her arms wove around my waist. "Are you two done screaming?" Valerie pulled away and we both looked at the door. "By the way, her mood swings will only get worst if you don't mark her" Nick informed us before he closed the door.

We're just now learning this?! I sighed, knowing that Valerie would already be up for the idea. I laid down face flat on the bed. After hearing the click, I knew she locked the door. The bed lightly bounced as Valerie jumped onto it. "I don't like being emotional" she muttered, resting her head on my shoulder.

"You're just gonna be horny if I mark you"

"Then you can fix that too" I shot her a look and she turned away. "I'm sorry" she apologized, placing a chaste kiss on the side of my neck. "I just don't see the point in waiting. I hate being this emotional. It's kinda annoying. And it's not like it's my first time anyway" Valerie froze and I could feel her eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No" she whispered. "No freaking way!" she exclaimed.

She turned over and began laughing. After what felt like five minutes of her laughing, I grabbed a pillow and swung it to hit her face. "Okay. Okay. I'm done" she said, taking deep breaths to control herself. I glared and turned away. "Does it bother you? You know, that you're a..." she trailed off. "And I'm not" she finished.

I chewed on my bottom lip. I couldn't lie and say that it didn't bother me. Of course it bothered me. But I chose not to think about it. However, I still couldn't tell Valerie that it bugged me. That would bring up the conversation of the guys. And I would probably end up hurting one of them. "What's done is done. It's whatever" I said with a shrug.

Valerie slid off the bed and kneeled in front of me. "I'm sorry. My decision to do that was stupid. And I wasn't thinking" she muttered. I mustered up a small smile before giving her a small kiss. "I'll stop bugging you about it. I really didn't know" she said softly.

Shrugging, I sat up and pulled her onto the bed. She sat next to me with her legs on my lap. "It's not that I'm a virgin. I just don't want this to happen when it's not the right time" I explained.

She slowly nodded her head before a smile broke out on her lips. "By the way, I think I just laughed myself some abs. They might even be better than yours" she teased. Raising an eyebrow, I lifted up my shirt. Of course, her eyes locked on my abs and she couldn't look away. She even reached out and ran her hand on them. "This isn't fair!" she huffed.

I laughed and dropped my shirt back over my stomach. "You still wanna compare your abs?" I questioned. She smirked, and I knew that I just dug myself in a hole. Instead of simply raising her shirt up. She completely took off her shirt and threw it on the floor. She was still wearing a bra. But it was a natural instinct for my eyes to go to her chest.

"My abs are lower" she mumbled. My eyes darted up as she bit her lip. I couldn't help it. My hand tangled itself in her hair as I pressed our lips together.

The kiss was sloppy and filled with desperation. We both need more. Something more than a kiss would give us. I pulled away when she needed air. "This isn't fair" I corrected her statement, motioning to her upper body. She let out a breathless laugh. I stood up from the bed and leaned against the wall. There was so much I wanted to do; but a lot of what I wanted to do I shouldn't do. As if she read my mind, Valerie reluctantly reached for her shirt. I could tell we wanted the same things to happen. "Wait" She froze. My heart pounded in my chest. "I'll make the mood swings go away" I decided.

She turned to me. "You're gonna mark me?" she asked slowly. I nodded in confirmation and moved closer to the bed. "A few minutes ago, you said you were waiting for the right time" she reminded me.

I shrugged. "Why can't now be the right time?" I questioned as I got onto the bed. Valerie moved closer to me with a small smile gracing her lips. I made a move to kiss her, but pulled away at the last moment. "The door is locked, right?" She didn't answer me before she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed the hell out of me. "I'll take that as a yes" I said as she pulled away for air.

"Just mark me, Jerk"

"Your wish is my command, cariad" 

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"Some people push people away because they don't want to get hurt. Some people push people away because they got hurt"

-Rihanna

Sorry for the sad quote. But yeah. It kinda relates to my life at the moment. I think I'm both. Haha. If that's even possible. So apparently I push people away. That's my thing. And yeah, it sucks. And yeah, I know it's bad. But no, I'm not working on it. I'd rather suffer by pushing people away, than get hurt worse in the long-run. Bad life lesson. But I felt the need to rant a little. So yeah. Don't push people away; that's bad. Yes, I am a major hypocrite. I will own up to that. 

Kayyyzzz Byeeezzz

~A.J.