Tris' POV"You made this?" I asked perplexed. I wouldn't have expected him to make something this good."Yes, cooking is something I love to do" he blushes."Wow, I would have never guessed" I admit."Why? Is it because I'm a rogue and I only know to cause havoc?" He rolls his eyes. I find myself chuckling." Well, honestly yes. It was what we were taught to think" I admit."Anyway, what are you doing out here during school hours?" I ask him before putting another fry in my mouth. He lets out a sigh, a sigh that convinces me that he would rather keep silent than tell me. So we just sat in silence for a few minutes, watching our high school building. If I strain my eyes, I can see figures of the werewolf students spending their break in the field."It was a mistake coming to this school..." he breaks the silence. His voice sounds heavy, I stayed silent so that he could speak."I thought that maybe, just maybe others wouldn't see me as the monster rouge everyone has called me my entire
Tris' POV"The next time I see you entertaining another male, I will not hesitate to fuck in front of everyone...Do you understand me?!" his words affect me so much that I begin to drip with need and desire to have him. I lick my lip, just wondering what his lips would taste like."Why does it concern you who I entertain?" I ask him, feeling his dick grow harder and thicker against my wet needy sex. He just looks at me, his eyes claiming me. His lips crash on my own, and instantly I moan - it was an explosion of lust and desire. His hand tightened a bit around my throat, and he began grinding against me. I began moaning uncontrollably, my body giving in to him. He pulls away suddenly, making me moan in frustration - a look of accomplishment written on his face."Because you're mine, Kitten"Later that nightI hear the voices of actors and actresses relay their scenes on my bedroom television, but my mind is too preoccupied to follow along. My mind resides back in the forest where Leon
Tris' POVMy attention is brought to a female's high pitch giggle, which makes my ears hurt. The garage store's door opens, and a couple immerges from inside. The couple stops, and I watch as the guy - whose back is faced to me - attacks his girlfriend's neck. I scrunch my nose in disgust at their public affection. Something about this couple reminded me of someone."Leo, staaap!" She squeals, as his attacks get more sexual.Fuck...That's when it hits me."I can't wait to get you out of this damn dress-" it looks like his eyeballs are going to fall out of his skull. The shocked expression on Leo's face is now replaced with his stern normal jerk one. The rain began falling much harder than before - and all that I can hear is its pitter-pat when it falls. I notice his eyes turn into black orbs and he bares his teeth when he growls, there is no doubt that he smells Felix's scent surrounding me. I give him a smirk, loving the irritation that crosses his face - the same thing of irritatio
Tris’ POV"You look excited..." I point out the obvious, as I watch him try to put the helmet on with a goofy smile."Why wouldn't I be? I am going to spend the entire day with you!" My heart swells with happiness. I have never seen anyone this happy to spend their day with me. He gets on the bike and rests his hands behind him on the back of the bike to keep him sturdy."You might want to hold onto me..." I warn him."No, I am fin -" I jerk the bike forward, and with its force, he flies forward towards me. Instantly, he wraps his arms around my waist."Told you" I giggle at him. Suddenly, I hear a terrifying growl that slices through the air - instantly instilling fear into everyone. My eyes lock with Leo's midnight black orbs - he stands against his jeep, with the same tramp from yesterday. The vein that runs halfway down his forehead is popping, and his fist aggressively tightens around the back of the tramp’s shirt. She tries to calm him down, by placing her manicured thin fingers
PROLOGUE“Mating season…” the lady in her young thirties began. The 9 year old girl wiggles up against her mother , trying to be as close as possible in her mother’s warmth. The light in her teddy bear infested room begins to dim , making the atmosphere of the room a warm and cosy one. Her father – big and strong – walks from the door frame to his to precious girls tucked in , in bed. He scoots in with them , pulling both of them towards him and wrapping his huge arms around them both. Their heads lay on his strong chest – here they are protected and safe. “Mating season…a beautiful wonderful creation that was built upon heartache and pain…” the woman begins. “What do you mean , mama?” the child question’s her mother.“Do you know what mating season is , baby?” the woman askes her innocent child.
8 ½ years later“Why won’t this..stupid thing…turn off..” I growl lowly in my sleep , as an annoying ringing begins to distort my dream – I harshly slam on my alarm clock however I could not resume my dream.. That oh so heavenly ice cream , placed on the table with a handsome Chris Hemsworth sitting across from me starts to glitch up.“No..no…don’t go…” I begin to whimper as his handsome face with a little bit of chocolate on his lips begin to vanish. With in no time , my eyes flicker open and I nearly blinded by the intense sunlight.“For heaven’s sake!” I growl deeply , while rubbing my closed eyes hoping that it will take away the sting that I feel. Once I am done rubbing my sore eyes , I pry them open and am struck with awe. I am amazed to see that this Monday morning is absolutely glorious and bright. My pink curtains have been pulled open , making the s
“Do not let your sniffer sniff out of control , Alpha…Now getting going , you going to be late for your first class…” he chuckles to him self and starts walking away from me.“Don’t let your sniffer sniff out of control” I mimic him under my breath.“Super hearing love…” he whispers , yet I hear it with my super hearing.“Now get!” he exclaims.“Yeah , yeah I am going…” I say sighing and rolling my eyes in irritation. Before I could leave though , I looked at my reflection in the window and waited till my eyes turned back to their deep hazel colour. I never really envied others for having coloured eyes – in fact , having brown eyes were much more magical. It is as if we have a hidden magic – when in the darkness , our eyes looks black but when in the sun our true colour appears. I let out a deep breath and begin walking to the school bui
“Excellent!!” Miss Barck exclaimed while clapping her hands together. I let out a nervous and embarrassing chuckle as I feel she is overreacting to me resighting a fairy-tale ; there is no way that this story could be true , it is just a little bed time story that every mother tell to their pup.Then why did you inform the entire class on it….The wing beneath my wings tells to me , while I imagine her roll her beautiful red orbs at me.“Nerd alert!” the class clown shouts out , but before the class could start snickering a loud growl erupts from throat which scares almost every one in submission – I say every one because the rogue decides to snicker.“Quiet – at least one of you knows your history…” the teacher reprimands the scoundrel , before giving me a proud smile. From the corner of my eyes , I see the rogues hand being raised.“Hmm?” the teacher acknowledges h