The Monarch ( Fated Series: Book 2 - Completed )

Chapter 2 - Roomies

Hello, my dears!

For all that were wondering when the next chapter will be online - surprise - it's UP. I simply couldn't wait for the weekend to update. Plus I felt like you guys need a special "somethin'somethin'" for making Jon's story the #24 in Werewolf and #57 in Romance. Thank you so much for the love (I am feeling so pumped up and inspired that I am off to writing chapters and scenes). Keep it up and I might as well, keep on suprrising you with updates that are even more often than the promised once per week. ~wink ~ wink

Picture on the side - the new cover is with Avery - thanks to StrawberryKuki.... And yip that's Jessica Hamby from True Blood (and yes, I have a thing for True Blood and Joe Manganiello (aka my Marcus) is not my only obsession. I am thinking of Alexandar Skarsgard to be my Alpha Lee and giving him a human mate for a challenge.. I warned you, the creative juices are flowing and I am writing a lot (now, Fate, please note, I am not trying to jinx it).

xoxo,

SteamyHot

PS. Now to the read reason for this update::::: Chapter 2 - Roomies

Chapter 2 – Roomies

dedicated to @StrawberryKuki Thank you for coming up with this amazing cover (Avery is on the cover for those who are wondering).

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Jonathan

Jonathan felt warm. Cozy. That immediately awoke his senses.

He was never cozy!

He heard the light footsteps coming closer and immediately leaped, topping off the intruder. The snarl that erupted from deep within his chest was malicious enough to warn anyone off. The insolent fool stood no chance against him. It was only a matter of time before the raw power registered inside the thick head of the pest that was about to start squirming underneath him.

Pest?

Jon shook his head, realizing that the pest had long red hair and felt tinny under his torso. The gentle fingers that brushed passed his pelt finally managed to tame the tousled hair and to unveil the feminine features of a porcelain doll's face – earthy colored eyes, straight nose, perky lips that surprisingly curled in disgust as she rubbed his drool off her cheek, muttering:

"Get off me!" She frowned and pushed against his chest that was still vibrating from the menacing snarl.

Jonathan reluctantly stepped away from her, still stunned at his discovery. He was in a cabin of sorts that clearly smelled like the red-haired woman if front of him.

But where exactly was it located?

Before he could even register the movement, she scooted away from him, her eyes trailing down to the mess on his left. His nose picked up the mouth watering scent off the sandwich and he licked his lips in anticipation, realizing that she must have brought it for him. His eyes snapped right at her only to be met with the uproar:

"That's it!" Her anger exploded, "You made the mess, and you better fix it before I come out of the bathroom, or else mister, injured or not, I am going to throw you the hell out of here! I would not even share a minute feeling guilty over your bony ass freezing to a popsicle outside!"

She ungracefully stood up, walking further inside the cabin. Jonathan was left stunned staring at her back. If he were in his human form, he knew his jaw would be hanging open.

What had just happened?

He shook his head deciding he will tackle one mystery at a time and concentrated his attention to the sandwich that she had brought him. It looked more appetizing by each second that passed. He gulped it down quickly, pondering on what little information there was that his hostess had provided willingly.