Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
Ella
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I may not have explained things too well to Devon when he asked what I was, but I thought I would leave that for Riviana and Joaquin when I saw them next. And apparently, Devon was going to stick by me regardless. He must feel the bond as strongly as I did. That made me happy. I had found my mate.
I couldn’t get over the way he looked either. He was tall, almost as tall as the Alpha, maybe six feet three inches tall. His light blonde hair looked so soft and his light brown eyes were mesmerizing. Not to mention the drool worthy way that his muscles were showing through his dress shirt and suit jacket. He was sexy and powerful looking.
This whole situation was bittersweet though since I was still missing my baby brother. I wanted him home so that I didn’t feel like crap for being happy right now. I mean, how could I be so happy while my brother was out here, possibly hurting and suffering? Didn’t that make me a bad person?
Devon drove me home and went inside to make sure that no one had come back to my house after the attack. He wanted to make sure that I was safe no matter what.
“I am going to run surveillance on you, Ella. I don’t want you getting hurt.”
“Thank you, Devon.” I smiled at the protective look of devotion that was on his face.
As shitty as I felt for being happy in this moment I really couldn’t help it. Most of the happiness was coming from my wolf and high of the mate bond. I know that I couldn’t control it even if I wanted to.
I sat in the living room while Devon searched the entire house for any intruders. Thankfully he didn’t find anything. I was happy to be home too, but I didn’t know if I was ready to be home alone. I could still vividly remember the way those men looked at me, and the pain I felt when they were hurting me.
“Devon?” I called his name when he was back in the living room with me.
“Yeah?” He gave me a curious smile.
“Will you stay with me for a while?” I felt childish for even asking. “It’s just that I feel a little too scared to be alone.” That made me feel even more childish. Dammit.
“I would have sat in my car all night watching the place if you hadn’t asked me.” He grinned at me. “I told you I was going to keep an eye on you. And it just so happens that tomorrow is my day off.” I smiled at that. This was a nice development.
“Thank you.” I took his hand then as he sat on the couch next to me, our knees touching despite the ample space the piece of furniture offered us.
“Think nothing of it, Ella.”
I couldn’t help it, when he said those words I just leaned forward and pressed my lips against him. That seemed to be all the invitation that he needed. Devon slid his hand up my arm and to the nape of my neck as he kissed me back. His tongue slid into my mouth as I opened my it for him.
Once the angle was better it was like a damn broke inside of Devon. He was exploring the inside of my mouth like he was Marco Polo exploring new lands. And I wasn’t just letting him kiss me. I kissed him back with just as much fervor. I explored his mouth with my tongue and showed him that I was not a shy lover.
However, just as the kiss was getting really good, when Devon put his hand on my shirt to feel more of my body, I felt how stiff my shirt was. I had almost forgotten that I was covered in dried blood.
“Oh my Goddess. I can’t believe I did that while I was still so filthy.” I had pulled back away from him and I could see a heated, hungry look in Devon’s eyes as he panted and tried to hold himself back. “Do you mind waiting here while I take a shower?” I thought about offering to let him take one with me, but that was a bit much for the night we met, right?
“Yeah, no problem. Do you mind if I get a drink?” He asked as he pointed with his thumb over his shoulder and toward the kitchen.
“No, make yourself at home.” I was happy that he was feeling so at ease here already, and that we had such great chemistry.
I hurried into my room then and shut the door tightly behind me. I needed to rush through this shower but also make sure I didn’t miss anything. I grabbed some cute and sexy pajamas, silky cami and shorts combo, and ran into the attached bathroom.
I threw the clothes that I had been wearing straight into the trash and then jumped into the spray of hot water. I cleaned away all the blood and dirt and washed my hair thoroughly. After that I made sure that my legs were properly shaved and that I was perfectly presentable if anything were to happen.
I dried and dressed in a rush. Toweled the water from my hair and pulled it back into a loose ponytail so that it was out of the way. When I was ready and figured there was nothing else for me to do right now I ran back out to my room and just barely calmed myself down before exiting back into the living room.
It seemed that Devon was still in the kitchen and there was a lovely smell coming from inside that room.
“Sorry but I got a little hungry so I used some of the food you had available.” Devon came to the door and smiled at me only to stop and apparently gulp, did he like my pajamas that much?
“It’s fine, I was hungry anyway.” I smiled at him in return.
I sat at the table while Devon brought over two plates. I don’t know why I was acting like I was in his space and not my own, but it felt nice to have him bring me the plate like that, like he was taking care of me even more.
The plate had four little tacos on it. But these weren’t normal tacos, they looked like they had wonton wraps that had been fried crispy for the shells. I had forgotten I bought those last week, I wanted to make homemade soup when I had Chinese food next. Inside the crispy shells was what looked like coleslaw and chopped chicken and it was topped with a sweet, slightly garlicky sauce.
“This smells wonderful, what is it?”
“Wonton tacos.” He looked proud of himself. They’re easy if you have the stuff. I can’t believe you had all the ingredients in your fridge. Talk about getting lucky, right?”
“Mhmm.”
We ate the food while we talked. By the way, the food tasted amazing. To think I had the stuff to make all this. And I hadn’t been in the other room that long so they were really easy to make.
Once we were done eating I asked Devon if he wanted to watch a movie with me. He agreed but then he noticed that I didn’t have a TV in the living room.
“Um, how?” He asked, confused.
“I move the TV around sometimes. It’s currently in the bedroom.”
“Oh.” I didn’t miss the heated look or the smirk on his face.
