Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 38003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“Ugh, then how about I get to tag along through some of your alpha training?”
“Dad won’t like it,” Klaus said.
“Then I guess I’m not helping you.” Bethany dropped the ball, caught it, and then started to dribble it along the path.
She was good, but then Klaus was the one who taught her how to do it. Her technique was good.
“Fine. Fine. I will bore you with an alpha class.” Once she realized it wasn’t all about fighting and fun, she might back off from thinking she was the better person for the job. Being an alpha also involved a lot of politics and understanding how to deal with problems in a non-threatening manner. His father’s words, not his. Not everything was about killing.
Klaus had looked forward to his training. Of course, his dad had started out with all the fun stuff first, which had lasted a couple of weeks. Sparring. Hunting. Training to be the strongest. When Klaus had gotten addicted to it, hungry for it, then his dad had changed tactics, and they went to class, sitting at a desk, talking about the history of the pack, the rules, the meaning behind all of the rules. How to handle difficult situations. Being aware of the lives he had to keep safe.
Being the alpha wasn’t as easy as it seemed. There was a lot of shit to learn.
It would also provide his dad with the perfect opportunity to make life so boring that Bethany stopped being a pain in the ass, for however long it lasted.
Klaus didn’t think it would last long, but at least they’d get a break.
“Awesome. What do you need me to do?”
He held his hand up first. “You’ve got to shake on it and pinky swear.”
“Pinky swear and a shake. Wow, this must be something insane you want me to do.”
“Do you think you can handle it?” Klaus asked.
“Totally. I can handle anything.” She snorted, reaching for his hand. They shook hands, firmly. He held back because it was his little sister and he didn’t have anything to prove.
They pinky swore, and Bethany chuckled. “I’m ready for what you need me to do.”
“I need you to tell Poppy how amazing I am,” Klaus said.
“Like what?”
“That’s what I need you to do. You’ve got to tell Poppy how awesome and amazing I am. That she should give me a chance.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“What’s wrong with what I’ve asked you?”
“Simple. That’s impossible for me to do.”
“No, it’s not,” Klaus said. “I’m not a bad guy.”
“Ugh! No, you’re not a bad guy to most people, but for some odd reason, when it comes to Poppy, you’ve been a giant poopy brain.”
Klaus smiled. “We’ve got to work on your insults.”
“You’re the only one who can fix things with her. I can try and be adorable, but come on, big brother. How am I going to fix the years of damage you’ve done?”
He placed his hands on his hips, wanting to have some kind of witty comeback, but he had nothing. No comeback. No … nothing. Just silence.
Bethany shrugged. “Let’s face it, Klaus. You’re screwed.”
“You’re …useless!” He glanced up at the house. He didn’t want to be home, so he just took off, heading down the street.
People continued to say hello to him, and he nodded and smiled in their direction. He kept up the falseness, waving back, smiling. Always being the perfect alpha-to-be, but he felt anything but.
Inside, he was breaking apart. This was all his fault. He shouldn’t have bullied Poppy. Looking back, he didn’t even know why he did. It was all so freaking stupid. Now he had to pay the ultimate price.
His mate was there, like right fucking there, under his nose. If his father knew, or when his father found out, there was going to be trouble.
Running off into the forest, he built up a pace and just ran, trying to escape the niggling doubts spreading throughout him. He had to clear his mind. With the Lionel pack arriving in a matter of hours, loads of unmated men, it was … yeah, he had to keep close to Poppy.
He charged forward, wanting the earth, the trees, and the wind to distract him, but all he saw was Poppy.
It was the same no matter where he went. Poppy filled his thoughts. She dominated every single part of his soul.
The need to mate with her was always strong. Always there, simmering beneath. All he had to do was look at her, and this need rose up in him.
Even now, as he tried to outrun the memory of her, with his dick rock hard, all he wanted to do was fuck her. To break this divide that was between them in any way he could.
He came to a stop and panted for a few seconds before he caught his breath, and then leaned up against a tree for support.