Chapter 7

Carly Rae Jepsen and Tom Hanks, weird combo, but it works:-)

Kyle's pov

It takes me a few seconds after opening my eyes to remember where I am, but the moment I do the events of the last 24 hours come flooding back. I can tell it's early in the morning, but I feel well rested so instead of going back to sleep I take some time to think about my new situation. Do I want a mate? I honestly don't know. I mean, the guy is hot and he seems nice enough. But being bonded to one person forever? Forever is a really long time.  And the longest relationship I've had lasted 24 hours, 22 of which were spent in bed. Is it even possible for me to love someone forever? Dedicating my self to them, loving them, being loyal to them, being monogamous? Shit, I need to get out of bed and start moving before I freak my self out completely.

I get out of bed and head to the bathroom. After taking care of my business and washing my hands I find a new toothbrush under the sink and brush my teeth, after washing my face I feel ready to start a new day. In a freakin pack house, surrounded by wolves. Man, I wonder if Leila is up yet? I could use some of her snarky comments right about now, that should help me keep cool. "Leila? You up?" I try her through our mind link, hoping she really is up, cause she will not be a happy camper if I wake her up. She can be a real "C U Next Tuesday" in the morning, if you catch my drift?

"Hey, Kyliewylie, yep, I'm up", is the overly chipper reply I get from her, and that cannot be good.

"What are you up to? Please tell me you aren't getting yourself into trouble".

"OH, COME ON! I'm in a packhouse for Goddess sake, I have to do some snooping".

"No, actually you don't, you could just be smart for once, and stay out of trouble. I'm sure these wolves are not happy about having us here, just try to behave", I try to reason with her.

"Stop worrying, I won't do anything bad, I can be nice if I need to be you know. Come downstairs and join me". Sure, she can be nice, but will she be?

"Fine, whatever, your an adult, you can take care of your self. I'll join you as soon as I can".

"Great, see ya!" with that she closes the link, so I guess she's done talking to me for now.

As I walk out of my room I can hear movement in Alp...Ande... I'm not really sure what to call him, both his title and his name seems weird, so I guess I'm going with hottie in my head for now. Yeah, I hear movement from hotties room, and at just about the same time as me he steps out.

"Good morning hot...", come on Kyle, not to his face, "..Alpha".

"Call me Anders, Kyle," he says with a smile", we are mates after all".

"Ok, Anders," I can't help but blush remembering what happened yesterday. I have to admit it is a good confidence builder to know just the sight of me bending over can make the man jizz in his pants, but it's also awkward as fuck. And at the sight of my red face he must have guessed what I was thinking cause he turned a deep shade of red too. So here we are staring at each other in the hallway blushing like to crazy people. Well, this isn't uncomfortable at all...

He rubs his neck and clears his throat, "soooo, you hungry?"

"I could eat," I try to keep it light, so I give him a smile.

"Great, pancakes?" he seems relieved that I am willing to forget the little incident last night.

"Sure that sounds great" I answer and head towards the kitchen with him following.

Entering the kitchen I fully intend to make the pancakes, but he doesn't seem to agree with that. "You take a seat I'll make the food." I know I can't really cook, so I don't argue and sit down and watch him get out the ingredients and tools he needs.

"Do you mind if I ask you a few questions? I don't really know much about tigershifters, and now that I'm mated to one I would love to know more", he asks me just glimpsing at me over his shoulder.

"Sure I don't mind", and I'm surprised to find out that I really don't, I usually don't like answering questions about my self.

This time he turns around and looks at me while he talks to me, "I remember I heard somewhere that you guys don't communicate with your tigers the way we do our wolves. Is that true?"

"That is true, I don't really talk to my tiger the way you do. He is more of a quiet passenger" I tell him. "If I experience really strong emotions like if I get pissed off, scared or well...horny, he might try to take control, and that can be quite dangerous". Hottie is giving me his attention but keeps making food, and soon he hands me a stack of pancakes and a glass of juice and takes a seat next to me. Gotta like a man who can multitask. "That's why all tigershifters have to have a lot of practice to keep their tiger under control, sometimes when they take control they do some real damage". "But that doesn't mean that we lose control if we shift, when the shift is intentional the tigers usually hang back and only take control if they find it completely necessary". He seems really fascinated by what I'm telling him. And as we talk the food is quickly disappearing from our plates.

"But you do know what he is feeling? He does have opinions about things?"

"Yes, I know what he's feeling, and if he has a strong opinion he does relate it to me, but its more of an exchange of feelings than a conversation."

"What does he feel about me?" At this question he moves closer to me and looks at me with a look in the eyes I can't really interpret.

I get a warm feeling in my chest, and I feel my tiger stirring a little, telling me he is reacting to his close proximity. I glance at hotties lips, they look so soft and inviting. I can't help but dart out the tip of my tongue and wet my lips, the action making his eyes darken with lust. The sight makes my heart beat faster and my breathing becomes a little uneven. We are moving closer to each other, and I'm not even sure whos moving, it might be us both. I can feel his hot breath fan my lips, the sweet smell almost makes me whimper as the distance is closed and our lips touch for the first time.

Fireworks, that's the only thing that comes close to covering what I'm feeling, the tingles I have felt when touching is multiplied by a thousand. He moves his lips against mine and I follow, as I slide my hands into his hair to get our lips closer together. This is perfection, it feels so right. But I want more, and I know my tiger does too, cause the feelings he is shooting my way makes me feel a lot bolder. I let my tongue slide over his lips, begging for entrance, and he grants it. As my tongue slides inside his wet cavern we both groan and he deepens the kiss even more, taking control. He plunges his tongue into my mouth exploring every inch of it, tasting all of me. He grabs me by the waist, and without breaking the kiss he moves me to his seat effectively making me straddle his waist, our hardening dicks rubbing together through the fabric of our clothes. I can't help but buck my hips rubbing even harder against him, making him moan loudly. Just as I feel his hands slide under my shirt and his thumbs grace my hard nipples his body suddenly stiffens, and the kiss abruptly ends.

I pull back panting slightly, my lips feel swollen. So are his and his eyes are slightly glazed over, "what is it? Did I do something wrong?" Even I can hear the worry lacing my voice.

His eyes clear up and he looks at me, "you did nothing wrong beautiful, that was amazing, far beyond what I could have imagined". "But your sister seems to have gotten into some kind of trouble," he seems more than a little annoyed at the interruption.

"What did she do?" I groan out.

"Let's just go and find out" he stands up and sets me down on my feet heading for the door.

As soon as the door opens I can hear yelling, swearing and the sound of things being broken. Going downstairs we find broken furniture all over the hallway, and picture frames have fallen off the walls, laying scattered and broken on the floor. The path of destruction leads to the front door, which is wide open.

On the front lawn we see  Leila on the ground, pinning some guy to the ground as he's thrashing about, trying to get her hand away from his throat. They are both covered in cuts and bleeding, their clothes are torn.

"What the fuck is going on here!?!" hottie bellows out with so much authority to his voice I'm tempted to fall to the floor. Everyone in the vicinity freezes, including Leila and the guy she's fighting.

Lelia's pov

I let go of the asshat who decided to annoy me, the idiot called me pussycat, did he really expect me to take that with a smile? To make things worse, this is the same guy who kicked me in the woods, he's lucky I didn't kill him on sight. So I called him a dirty mut, and we ended up getting a tad physical. Shit happens right? It's not like any of us did any permanent damage. Well to each other at least, judging from some of the crashes I heard we might have done some damage to the interior of the house, but that was why I moved the fight outside. Arent I the considerate one?

I give my future brother in law my most charming smile as I explain that we were just evening a score, no harm right? He doesn't seem to agree, and Kyle is looking more than a little worried about what his reaction will be. Ah, Kyle, whipped already?

Just as big boss opens his mouth to give me what I assume to be a verbal lashing I hear a loud growl fill the air. Turning around I see the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He seems to be about my age, he has dark hair, a lot of tattoos and brown piercing eyes. Those eyes are directed right at me, he stares into my eyes with a strange look on his face. Suddenly he seems to realize something. His body goes rigid and he groans out "oh fuck! This must be a joke!"

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Hmmm, I wonder whats bothering the dark-haired stranger?

Kyle and hottie are getting along swimmingly wouldn't you say? Let's hope they stay that way.

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