Dean

Hand throbbing. Mind racing. Heart thumping.

What's wrong with me?

She's mad at me and I don't even know what for!! I mean...yea I killed a guy with no second thought, but seriously?! What else was I supposed to do! He disrespected me and my queen.
Nobody disrespects her. Nobody.

But she looked infuriated, like she wanted me to be shot instead. I don't regret it though. He deserved it.

I inhaled deeply as my mind traveled to her. They way her black hair cascaded down her back like a curtain of coils, the way she tips her head back and laughs, and her eyes. Gorgeous. Mysterious. It's like there is a never ending storm brewing in them, I could stare at them forever.

And I will. She will be mine, whether she knows it or not.

"Dean. Problem." Jack said quickly as he stood in front of my door.

I huffed. "What is it?"

"Remember how I said that we were getting new recruits?" He asked quickly.

"Yes, and that either you or me has to train them. Que paso?" [What's up?]

"Well...Michael Black was initiated tonight." He said slowly and quietly.

I sat up quickly. "WHAT?! Michael Black? As in Milan's little brother, Michael?"

"No, her cousin, Michael...." He said sarcastically. "What other Michael Black do you know?"

I rolled my eyes resisting the urge to hurt him. "Who brought him to the party?"

"Lucas did...I think...."

Lucas? He wouldn't do that to his own friend unless he had outside influence...

"Bring Lucas to me first thing tomorrow morning. I don't care if you have to drag him out of bed." I said resting my head back onto the pillow.

"Así. Got it." Then he left closing the door behind him.

Great... Now she's going to somehow blame this on me and she's going to hate my guts even more....

I turned on my side letting out a huge huff and quickly took out my gun once I saw a pair of glowing, silver eyes(literally glowing) looking at me from the corner of my room.

"Put the gun away. It's only me." She drawled boredly.

I turned on my lamp on my nightstand. There she was in all her beauty wearing a giant, black hoodie and leggings. Her hair was up in a messy bun.

"How did you get in here?" I asked.

"You're not the only one who can break into places ya know." She said casually as she inspected her nails and rolling her eyes.

There's that disrespect again....

I placed the gun down. "I know that. Why are you here?" I swung my legs off the edge of the bed.

"To talk of course." She pushed herself off the wall, gaze falling on me again.

I sucked my teeth, faking disappointment. "Here I was, thinking that we were going to have some fun."

She huffed and stared at me with a look of annoyance on her face.

"Okay...that joke was horrible-"

"Understatement." She coughed under her breath and I shot her a dirty look.

"As. I. Was. Saying.... That joke was horrible... And what did you want to talk about?" I patted my lap for her to sit down with a mischievous smile. "Come on. Make yourself comfortable."

She waved me off dismissively. "I'd rather stand." Then she placed her hand on her hip. "I'm here to talk about Mikey."

I raised an eyebrow. "What about him?"

"He was initiated into your pack of Wolves." She said in a low voice as she blinked slowly.

"I can clearly see that it's a problem." I said quietly.

She didn't answer. She stuffed her hands in her hoodie pockets. Jaw clenched. Eyes brewing a thunderstorm. "You know, I find it suspicious that you take me out the same night my little brother is initiated."

Knew it. Definitely saw this coming.. I knew she was going to drag me into this and be mad at me. I KNEW IT!

"I didn't have anything to do with that." I looked at her.

Her gaze met mine, still holding that thunderous look. "Don't lie to me, Fuentes."

I raised my hands in surrender. "Honestly, I'm not lying."

"I want to believe you, but I can't. You don't have a trustworthy reputation." She pushed a loose curl out of her face.

"What have I done to you?" I crossed my arms.

She deadpanned with a flicker of hurt crossing her face. "Y-you forgot..." She said quietly under her breath.

I tilted my head in confusion. "Forgot what?"

Her former stormy expression returned and she stood up straighter. "Nothing. Forget it." She said icily. "Now I'm going to ask you this again.... Did you have anything to do with my brother's initiation?"

"And I'm going to tell you again...No. I had nothing to do with your brother's initiation." I huffed.

She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. "Give me one reason to believe you."

"I can give you quite a few." I chuckled and combed my fingers through my hair. "One. I wouldn't cause any intentional harm to you or your brother." I said calmly.

"Funny how you left out my father and Elliot." She scoffed.

Elliot...

"Because I neither like Elliot nor your father." I said sharply. "Reason two is, I know that you want Mikey to leave this life and live one that you didn't."

Her gaze softened and she ran her hands up and down her arms. "How do you know that?" It came out bitter and cold.

"You told me so...while you were...drunk." I said slowly.

She angled herself slightly away from me. She was silent for a moment and she wiped at the corner of her eye. "Well do you know who did?" She asked through a shaky breath.

I stood up and walked over to her, but careful to keep a distance, just in case she wants to hit me. I have the strange suspicion that she does.

"I'm working on that now." I placed a hand on the small of her back. Surprisingly she didn't shy away."I promise I'll find out who did. I know how much your brother means to you."

She looked at me over her shoulder with teary eyes. "Why do you care all of a sudden?" She sniffled. "Shouldn't you be happy that you successfully turned a Black against their father?"

I chuckled and turned her to face me, cupping her cheek with my hand. "Doll, I'm not my father. And I care for you, Milan."

Her face hardened again and she pushed herself away from me. "Don't. Don't. Not that again."

"Not what again, Milan? What did I do this time?! We were just getting along!" I raised my voice slightly.

"Why don't you run back your memories and then you'll see what you have done." She said through gritted teeth while backing away.

"Milan. Wait." I walked towards her. She shook her head and as soon as I blinked, she was gone. Vanished.

Damn it!