Page 213 of The Alpha and His Song: Volume One

“I should write this down, this would be an amazing book. Red and black energy shattering windows and breaking people out of comas. Teleporting, brothers sedating each other. Heck, I even had the comic relief in Dylan. Man, that is good. I’m imaginative in ways I didn’t even know. I’m kind of impressed, but I just want to sleep for once.”

I was in front of a man in a dungeon. He snarled, “I’ll get out of here!” Someone yelled “You’ve been saying that for over twenty years. You’re still here.” Twenty years?! The guy shot back, “I’ll get back to my mate.” They snorted, “She moved on.”

He growled, “She wouldn’t! I’ll find a way out. When I do, my Alpha and I will eviscerate you. I’ll kill you for taking me away from her.” The voice sneered, “You should’ve marked her then. Then she’d know you weren’t dead!” He jumped at the bars then flinched in pain. His arm was burned.

The guy roared, “I WILL KILL YOU ALL ONE DAY!” A bit murderous on his part, but I could understand that given the context. Twenty years as a prisoner and being away from the woman he clearly loved was not cool.

A man in a cell next to him said, “Do not worry, wolf. One day, we will have our revenge.” Wolf? The man sat down, “I have to get back to my mate. You don’t know her, and neither do they. I knew her all my life, and I know she won’t move on. She’d know I’d want her too, but she’d hold on. She was never good at taking care of herself. She was such a giver.”

The man asked, “And if she did move on?” He smiled, “I’ll be happy for her. I won’t mess up her life, or her happiness, if she’s found it. I just need to see her again. She’s always been everything to me.” The man sighed, “Before I was captured, I might have heard about your girl. The Beta of your pack made waves….”

The guy laughed interrupting, “He’s gay. Did he finally come out?” The man answered, “He did. Your Alpha stood by him. I believe the woman….” I was thrown back. I yelled, “HEY! That conversation wasn’t over! What the hell?! Did his mate move on? Is she waiting for him?”

I was now in front of Keaton. My boyfriend was sobbing which broke my heart. I knelt beside him. I whispered, “Key, please stop crying.” He had papers in his hands. I looked over his shoulder to read what was on the pages.

My jaw dropped, “A SEX REPORT?! I’ll KILL LISA FOR THIS! I will EMBRACE my mob side! I’ll ask Caspian how to kill her and get away with it. This was THEIR FIRST TIME?! WHAT A BITCH! How many pages is this?!”

I tried to grab them from Keaton, but my hands couldn’t grip them. Keaton cried, “I’m a failure.” I wanted to hold him, “Key, no. Lisa’s just a bitch.” Keaton whispered, “My family would be ashamed.” What? I watched as the paper seemed to fuse to him.

I yelled, “IT’S HER TEARS!” I heard whispers all around us of what someone considered my boyfriend’s failures. I whirled, “Where are you?! WHERE IS THAT COMING FROM! STOP SAYING THAT TO HIM!” It sounded so creepy.

I noticed Lisa was back at some cabin smirking. She was whispering into papers she held. She was doing this. I yelled, “YOU BITCH!” Then I was thrown away. I huffed, “OH COME ON! Let me at least kill her in this place I’ve made up!”

I was now in front of a man. I frowned, “I’ve seen you before.” He nodded, “You have. When you wake up, do not tell anyone what you saw.” I snorted, “You mean that I have a new career path? Story writer extraordinaire. Because in no world would I tell anyone about this as if it was real. I’d get locked up.” Again.

He laughed, “You are more powerful than even you know. Our kind has been waiting for you for a long time. You hold pieces to the past. Things show themself to you now that you are seventeen.” I scoffed, “Great. Fine. I won’t tell Lisa how I know she’s a BITCH! I’m still decking her.”

The man laughed, “You could tell your brother, Caspian. He will be expecting you to say something about this, he suspects.” I asked, “Why?” The man didn’t answer. He simply waved his hand back and I was in the ocean.

Then I was falling again until I landed on my pillow. I sat up with a gasp, “What the ever loving hell was that?!” Keaton wasn’t in bed with me though. There was a note beside me, so I grabbed it.

Odette –

I’m getting us breakfast. I hope I’m back before you’re up, but I’m coming

Happy Birthday, My Song

I smiled and jumped in the shower. Ok, I didn’t know some of those people. I needed to figure out if Lisa actually gave Keaton a report. Maybe my subconscious is projecting. Or I realized something in my sleep that happens to people. I’ve heard people say that, that must be it.

Was it though? No, it had to be real. Those things happened. Harpies? Wolves? I screamed as my head throbbed. Sassy hummed softly which distracted me. I asked her, “Hey, where were you that whole time?” I swear she snickered. Whatever. The headache went away.

So, I can’t think about those things, but I can think about how my birthday present to myself is going to be punching that wicked bitch. How DARE Lisa do that to Keaton. He was MINE! Sassy firmly agreed with that statement.

I heard my apartment door open and jumped out of the shower. I found an outfit laying out. I snorted, “I didn’t even hear Immy come in.” It was a really cute gray and green workout outfit. Was I working out today? I shrugged and put on the yoga pants and sports bra top then twirled in the mirror.

I looked pretty dang good. Immy was right, my butt was definitely bigger as were my boobs. I smiled, feeling very secure in myself. I grabbed the workout jacket and threw it on, but I didn't zip it up. I was going to flaunt myself and be confident today.

I walked out and found Keaton taking containers out and putting food on plates. My boyfriend had cinnamon rolls, bacon, eggs, waffles, and muffins. I laughed and put my arms around his waist teasing, “Someone is hungry.”

Keaton turned around then growled, “Odette.” My man pinned me against the wall in a flash. I smiled, “Good morning.” I began to pant as his hand touched my bare stomach and slid up towards my breast. Keaton cupped one and moaned.

I whimpered, “Key.” My boyfriend smirked, “Happy Birthday, Odette.” Then his lips descended on mine. I knew I could get lost in those lips every day ending in y. This was a great way to celebrate my birthday.

When someone knocked on the door Keaton growled menacingly. Bryce yelled, “Don’t shoot the messenger! Immy made me give her a promise that wasn’t clear, I can’t make her break it. She said Odette’s, and let me just say I’m so glad we get to say that now, outfit would get your motor running. We have a schedule though.”

I laughed, “Immy could break a promise.” Keaton groaned and ground into me. He caught his breath and yanked the door open. Bryce smiled, “Thank you. Good morning, Od…” He spotted me then said, “Oh dear, I see. Why does my little sister do these things?” I shrugged, “Because Immy is the best. She should be a personal shopper.”

I skipped over to breakfast and grabbed a cinnamon roll. I ate it quickly then looked up. Both men were staring at me. I asked, “What?” Keaton smirked, walked over and his tongue slid across my lips before they were back on mine. Bryce cleared his throat.