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.

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

Tate whisper in my hair and I leaned back slightly to look at

I

you haven't noticed but, all this seemed to happen on your birthday," he said looking at me, his hazel eyes

"Oh," I said quietly.

its their

one things for sure. I wasn't forgetting this particular birthday anytime

said cupping my face in

days not

behind his desk, he pulled out what looked like a blanket. Grabbing my hand, we walked out of

my hand

past the trees, Tate dodged trees and avoided rocks. His agility and

felt my legs growing tired already, but Tate looked like he

try running up a

running and panted slightly as my feet sunk into

Tate shook opened the thin material and laid it on the grass. He gracefully sat

and plopped myself down and rested my head on Tate's

pointing into

beauty in front of me. The suns rays were peaking from behind the clouds and

hit on to it making it look almost magical,

glow, as a tint of pink and blue blended in with the orange glow. The

in all it

eyes peeling away from

sun light and

His gaze fell down

wander to his lips and didn't miss

mixed with mine and suddenly every single noise vanished and it was just us and

closed and a second later a warm pair of lips moulded over

feel of his lips against mine felt so

brought up his hands and cupped my face into his palms as he

ever had. Then again, he was the only person I've

he pulled away, resting his forehead on mine as his eyes remained closed, almost as if

were wide open and my lips hummed