Annabeth

I ran as fast as I could, trying to get away from that office. Where he is. I have no idea what I had done wrong. He really seemed to enjoy that kiss just as much as I had. It wasn't just a chaste kiss, peck on the lips, or anything remotely close to that. It was pure passion. His hands were all over my body. Starting in my hair, down my back, and he even grabbed my ass. I mean cupped both cheeks in his hands, and lifted me clear in the air, slamming me on that desk.

Am I just supposed to believe that he felt nothing? Although I clearly did when I spread my legs for him like a hussy, and he took the invitation I handed him with glee. He was rock hard against my lady bits, and it felt amazing. Hell, I am still wet between my legs with all the rubbing we had done.

Realizing I am almost back in the ballroom, where all the boring people are, and my mother I come to a screeching halt. Looking around the room in the dark, I can see her standing by the punch bowl with Arthur. He seems to be chastising her, I can tell even from this distance that she isn't happy. She's trying to play it off as nothing, she has on that fake smile, the one she's had plastered on her face since the day she met him.

"Oh man, the aggression coming off of you in waves is unbearable." I see out of the corner of my eye, someone waving their hand in the air. The voice causes me to turn my head to get a better look at who it is. Tiberius stands there, with a twinkle in his eye as he looks at me. He brings his hands into his slack pockets, as his chin goes down to touch his shirt. "You want to go for a walk in the garden?" His question throws me off, I'm not so used to anyone of the opposite sex talking with me, let alone kissing me.

Shaking my head, I try to forget about that disaster for a moment, smile at him and give a small nod. He smiles so bright; I can see all his teeth. He turns his body more, folding his arm out to me. "My lady," with his other he holds palm out in a dramatic way. Causing a small laugh to leave my body, as I curl my arm into his. "Thank you, kind sir."

"Please, I work for a living." He laughs at his own joke, as we walk farther down the hallway, taking turn after turn, and making us grow a safe distance from everyone at the party. When we make it to some double doors, he releases my arm, and with a wink my way, he opens both doors at once. Causing my breath to hitch at what I see. I would almost think it was a winter wonderland.

The garden is beautiful! It's filled with the most gorgeous flowers I have ever seen. Wrapped around each tree that stands in the center, are different color lights. Some blue, green, red, and gold are blinking away.

"Shall we?" He walks to my side once more and takes my hand with his. It came out as a question, but the way he's tugging me close behind him, he's not giving me a lot of a choice.

Ezekiel

I have to take a deep breath, as I watch the two of them make their way into the garden. I feel so beyond pissed, that I can feel my claws are out, scratching the hell out of the palm of my hand. It doesn't matter, hell I don't even feel it. All I feel, is annoyance, and something I haven't ever felt before. I don't even know how to describe it.

All I know for certain is I want to follow them out there, ripping Tiberius to shreds, and lift the girl over my shoulder. Claiming my prize, running off with the human, and getting as far away from here as we can. I don't know what is happening to me, but I'm not enjoying this at all.

"You can do so much better. I mean, she's not even that pretty if you ask me." Jizelle says somewhere behind me.

"No one asked you. Nor do I give a shit what you think." I hear her snide little laugh, as I feel the heat of her body hit my back. Letting me know she's too close for comfort.

"I can make you forget all about the weak, ugly human. That is now a part of our pack thanks to my stupid uncle." She spits her poison out so calmly, as I feel her hand makes its way up my arm.

"Come on. Give me one chance to show you what I can do. I know you'll love it." That's it! I've heard enough. I brush her arm off of me and turn my head to the side. So, she can see the redness of my eyes.

My angry growl has a good effect on her. She falls to her knees, bowing her head she begs for my forgiveness. "Go suck Johnny off or Luca. They both love your company." I wave her off, but to my annoyance she doesn't move.

"I don't want them. You are the only one I crave." She looks up at me through her black hair, "It has always been you. Why do you think I do what I do with the others?"

With a shrug of my shoulders, I turn away from her, giving all my focus to Annabeth. She is spinning around in front of the fountain, holding her hands in the air, laughing. That noise makes my ears twitch. I see Tiberius sitting his ass on the fountain, looking at her, well studying her is more like it. Just as I am doing. I can see by the way he is looking at her, he's interested.

"Ezekiel, please listen to me. I want to please you, and I know how now." Jizelle has her hand along my arm, tugging it to get my attention.

"You have five seconds to get away from me before I really lose my patience." With my low tone, she knows I mean it. I hear her sniff, can smell the saltiness of her tears, as she turns and runs down the hallway.

With her gone I bring all my attention to my little lamb. She looks happy, too happy for my liking. When Tiberius stands up and places his hand along her hip that's my cue to make myself known. He shouldn't be touching her. She's mine to touch, mine to torment. I am the only one that can make her feel anything and know the feel of her skin below my hand. No one else will have that pleasure!