The Nerd And The Alpha Jock (ON HOLD)

I Beat up Loki?

Molly’s POV

The jackass had long raven hair and dark green eyes. The pack warriors all looked the same but he looked different. I think we’d be great friends if I don’t kill him first. We circled each other sizing up one another. He was muscular but not as big as Andrew, yet almost as big as my brother. I could tell that if I talked him up and get his head out of the game I could probably get him angry and this will be an even more interesting fight. Now I need to find his weakness. “Hey what’s your name? Yah know what I’m going to make one up for you.” I said circling him. “Ahh I got it! So Loki what’s your play? Going to size me up find my weakness. Come on reindeer games make your move.” I could tell he was getting pissed I knew I will call him Loki from now on.  He ran at me but I dodged it with ease. As I stepped aside I pushed him forward. He fell to his knees, I gave him time to get back up, and I was going easy on him. He got up looking shocked and pissed. Lovely I got him mad time for the real action. He came at me and I blocked his punches throwing in my own every once in a while. I blocked down but he faked and went for an upper cut. He got my jaw good. I could tell people were getting interested by the way they were all chanting his name Sam I guess. I got a couple shot on him and gave him my own upper cut. I think I dislocated his jaw. I stepped back and he yelled shift. He must be getting tired poor Loki. He shifted into a raven wolf with gold flecks in the fur. His coat was actually very beautiful. He jumped at me before I shifted but luckily my cat like reflexes were in work I punched his jaw and side stepped he stood back in confusion wondering how I could have gotten a hit on him in his wolf form. Luckily Mika taught me how to fight a wolf if I couldn’t shift because any reason. I shifted and we circled each other again. ‘Molly he is focused on his jaw you can see it in his eyes.’ My wolf said chiming in for support. ‘Thanks’. He launched himself at me and I rolled on my back as he jumped over me I used my back paws and punched him right in the jaw. It took him down with ease I got up and shook off showing I was fine. He slowly got up and I mind linked ‘Want to stop Loki your looking pretty bad’ he just huffed and shook his head yes. I nodded in agreement I ran up to him and tackled him to the ground which caught him off guard I barred my teeth to his throat and let out a growl. He lowered his head in submission I got off him. Everyone was dead silent I looked around and clothes were thrown at us I quickly changed and walked over to him to help him up. “You okay there Loki?” He held his jaw and nodded slowly. I helped him up I through his arm over my shoulder and looked around everyone was still looking at me with amazement. Pssht idiots. 

I walked past the group of mind boggled wolfs with a limping Loki next to me. I walked him into the pack house’s kitchen and set him on a stool. “So tell me my challengers name or shall I still call thee Loki.” I say. “What is this Shakespeare day?” he joked. I like this Loki kid. He shall be my best guy friend beside Mika. I got a bowl of hot water out to help him get cleaned up because I felt bad about beating him up. “Sam my names Sam Gee. Sorry I doubted your fighting skills. If you could beat up the best pack warrior you’re my new best friend.” Sam said with a smile. “Well Loki you’re my new best friend too. Um is it okay I call you Loki he’s my favorite villain and you remind me of him.” He shook his head and laughed. “Yes you can call me Loki, but only if I can call you Spit Fire.”  We both cracked up laughing. I laughed so hard I began the seal laugh. It’s where no sound comes out of you so you start shaking and clapping. This made Sam laugh even harder. After the laughter died down I said. “Okay only on rare occations will we call each other those names unless I get bored then I call you Loki. Deal?” he thought for a moment then shook his head yes. The alpha Andrews’s dad came in and told me that I should go up to a spare room and rest. A couple other people and him will talk to the rouge when it wakes up.  I said good-bye to Sam and walked up to a room that I thought was empty. My wolf was so relaxed and comfortable here I pulled of my sticky shirt so that I was just in my bra and pant. After I just crawled under the covers. But before I fell asleep I could hear the faint run of a shower in the bathroom connected to the room I was in.

Andrew POV

After Molly’s fight I had to take a cold shower. Seeing her fight the way she did taking control and taunting Sam was a turn on. I loved the way she got so angry when people doubted her she always had to prove them wrong I loved that about her. As I got out of the shower I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked out to get my clothes from my closet. I stopped in my tracks when I saw her, her face peaceful no worries she always had a face as if the gears in her head were always turning. But now her body was limp not tense. She had a little drool slipping from her mouth, she was murmuring something I couldn’t make out I got a little closer. I took one more step and the floor creaked, I stood frozen hoping it didn’t wake her. She kept whispering my name softly and quietly but my step made her stir. She slowly started to open her eyes. “HOLY SITH!” she screamed as she pulled the covers over her head. I laughed and walked to my closet remembering I had to put clothes on I slipped into my pants and grabbed a shirt before turning to her. “What are you d-doing here?” she stammered. I stood at the end of my bed and stared at the lump under the covers. “Well this is my room so I should be the one asking why are you here.”  She slowly started to pull the covers from her head but stopped. “Are you still naked?” she asked “No I’m not.” She pulled the covers down to her neck looking up at me then back down to her feet. A slight crimson blush appeared on her cheeks. “I thought you said you weren’t naked.” She whispered. I walked to the side of the bed and lifted her chin so that her eyes met mine. “I’m not naked I am wearing pants.” Her eyes scanned my bare chest all the way down to my pants then darted back to my eyes. She was still blushing profusely “You look cute when you blush.” Molly started to sit up and pulled the comforter with her. From the point I was standing at I could see she was only in a bra and shorts. But just before she wrapped the blanket around her I could see that under her bra line was black cursive writing a tattoo in some language maybe Latin. “Um could you maybe pass me a shirt?” she asked shyly.  “Of course! But only if I may see you tattoo.” She look confused then said “What tattoo?” that lying little son of a took! “The one I just saw under your bra line.” She thought about it then stepped off my bed with the comforter she looked nervous. “You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.” I told her not wanting to make her upset. She looked straight into my eyes and said “You would have found out anyway.” With that a bunch of images appeared in my head of ways I could have figured it out not one of them this way. I was drawn out of thought when she sighed and moved the blanket aside. She read out loud “Si vestri 'iens per infernum, AGO” I touched my fingers to the inked up skin she flinched but I slowly traced the letters. “What does it mean?” I asked as I looked up into her eyes. Tears began filling up her green eyes. I pulled her into my chest wrapping the blanket around both of us. She cried into my chest, silent sobs raking her body. I rubbed her back and told her she was going to be okay. After she calmed down she whispered “If you’re going through hell, keep going. That’s what it means, when I was little my mom always told me that every night. She would say life always gets better.” “That’s a little weird to say that to a little kid?” She laughed but continued “but then one night she got killed by rouges. My father blamed me for her dying he never noticed Mika but always me. After she died he would get drunk all the time and beat me, and every night when he was done Mika would always bring me upstairs and tell me Si vestri 'iens per infernum, AGO. When mom was still alive she taught how to speak fluently in Latin.  I always held on. Until one day he killed himself. One time he beat me so bad I had a scar on my ribs, that’s why I got the tattoo over the scar to remind me to hold on even in the darkest of times.”  I growled and pulled her closer the thought of anyone touching my mate let alone beating her got my wolf angry. I started to shake until I felt a small hand on my chest. I looked down as she looked into my eyes she said “The past is the past I’ve moved on. I’m okay.” The wisest word from the littlest genius of them all and that little nerd is my mate. She let out a small yawn “Tired are we?” I joked trying to lighten the mood. She nodded her head, I gave her my t-shirt and she put it on. I layed her in my bed and started to walk away. She grabbed my wrist “Please stay with me.” She murmured. I slowly got into the bed and she curled into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her torso listening to her slow breathing. “I love you” I whispered before we both fell asleep.

                                                                                                                                             

***I love you guys who kept with the story even tho me being stupid and my family going on vacation with no WIFI how could they!!! I’m sorry it took so long I promise I will try harder just school is rough.