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.

moments and I noticed how we never got to spend much time together. With Adrian in the way we

hair and I leaned back slightly

I asked

you haven't noticed but, all this seemed to happen on your birthday,"

"Oh," I said quietly.

who forgets its their own

wasn't

cupping my face in his hands, eyes

not over

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

said clutching my hand and we ran together to who knows

dodged trees and avoided rocks. His agility and stamina

and I felt my legs growing tired already, but Tate looked like

running up

running and panted slightly as my

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

myself down and rested my head on Tate's shoulder still

he whispered, pointing into

were peaking from

to sparkle as the orange glow hit on to it making it look almost magical, the water

of pink and blue blended in with the orange glow. The

in all it looked mesmerizing.

my eyes peeling away from the sunrise as I looked into Tate's

in the sun light and they glowed even lighter, leaving

gaze fell down to my parted lips and I felt my

and

leaned in and stopped, his breaths mixed with mine and suddenly every

closed and a second later a warm pair of lips

The feel of his lips against mine

his hands

a slow passionate kiss. The sweetest kiss I ever had. Then again,

forehead on mine as his eyes remained closed, almost as

eyes were wide open and my