Werewolf Committee

Some of us stood there unfazed while some of us being me, stood there with their mouth wide open. I felt arms slip around my shoulder and I was turned around and directed back towards the committee.

"Tate, is it all over?" I asked glancing at Adrian's dead body as the warrior wolves began to pick up the dead bodies.

"It is," he said quietly. The rage and anger in his eyes had left and all that was left behind was hurt and betrayal.

"What do they do with the dead bodies?" I asked in a hushed whisper. Tate glanced at me and then looked back ahead, jaw clenched.

"Burn them."

Once we arrived at the committee, Tom was rushed towards first aid and I went to go near him but Tate held my arm, shaking his head.

He held my arm and led me underground were the tunnel was. Peeling the wallpaper away, he opened the door and there stood the huge mock of people. When they saw us everyone went silent.

"The threat is over. I'd like everyone to spend the night in their rooms," Tate said bluntly and the people bowed their heads.

Everyone quickly left the little chamber and once they did Tate closed the door and walked out.

I quickly followed behind him and followed him into his office and took a seat.

"My own beta," Tate said in disbelief shaking his head.

"My own fucking beta!" He growled loudly, slamming his fist onto the desk and I flinched slightly.

I rubbed my palms together and looked around the room uncomfortably. I haven't ever seen him so angry. His eyes were pitch black and his fists were clenched.

I hesitantly stood up and slowly walked over to him. I placed my hands on his chest and his head snapped to mine.

"Its alright Tate. Calm down please," I plead, "-Tom. Tom would make an even better beta, don't you think?" I said with a weak smile and Tate ran a hand through his hair.

"As soon as I snapped Duncan's neck, Thomas had become beta," he said sighing as he sat down on the nearest sofa.

Tate buried his head into his hands and his body was still slightly shaking from anger. The scene itself hurt me deeply and I wanted, more than anything to calm him down.

I grabbed his hands and he looked up at me confused. I placed myself on his lap and I wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my head in his chest.

After a second, I felt his arms snake around my waist and hold me tightly as he inhaled deeply.

time together. With Adrian in the way we were never able to

whisper in my hair and I leaned back slightly

for?" I asked

noticed but, all this seemed to happen on your birthday," he said looking at me, his hazel eyes slightly

"Oh," I said quietly.

who forgets its their

things for sure. I wasn't forgetting

Tate said cupping my face in his

not

his desk, he pulled out what looked like a blanket. Grabbing

just make it," he said clutching my hand and we ran

agility and stamina was perfect and I felt so small next

my legs growing tired already, but Tate looked

running up a

running and panted slightly as my feet

on the grass. He gracefully sat down on it and motioned

rested my head

he whispered, pointing into the

front of me. The suns rays were peaking from behind the clouds and the light slowly began to flood the

orange glow hit on to it

the sky glow, as a tint of pink and blue blended in with the orange glow. The sky looked like it was ripped out of a children's book and stuck onto the

it looked

like it," I said breathless my eyes peeling away from the

eyes looked almost green in the sun light and they glowed

mumbled never breaking eye contact. His gaze fell down to my parted lips and I felt my insides

eyes wander to his lips and didn't miss it when his tongue damped his

slowly leaned in and stopped, his breaths mixed with mine and suddenly every single noise vanished and

second later a warm pair of

feel of his lips against mine felt so right,

moved together in sync and it felt intoxicating. Tate brought up his hands and cupped my face into his palms as he kissed

a slow passionate kiss. The sweetest kiss I ever had. Then again, he was the only person I've

away, resting his forehead on mine as his

my eyes were wide open