"No, I'll do it." Hunter pauses, his eyes looking back at me.
He looks to Jaxon, then back at me. Conflicted.
"Oh no, no ones babysitting me if that's what you're thinking of. You said it yourself; action need to be taken. That's not going to happen if one of the strongest wolves are here babysitting me."
Hunter's looked at me with a challenging look.
Pursing his lips, he finally replies, " you can't stay here by yourself."
"I'll go with Sophia."
"Oh yes, your little twelve year old sister will definitely be able to fend off a dozen wolves." Hunter's words dripped with sarcasm.
Bitterly, I mutter, "She's not twelve."
Crossing my arms, I give another suggestion.
"What about Jason? He's a pack warrior, he'll be able to protect me for the few hours that you guys are busy.
"No," Hunter spoke sternly.
"Because I said so, and I'm Alpha."
"So everyone has to listen to you?" I ask lightly.
"Well, everyone but the Luna. Isn't that right?"
Hunter was brought off guard, "Huh?" He asks confused.
"Well, at least that's what the guards called me from the jail."
Hunter just shrugs.
"You're my mate, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to discover that you will be the Luna." A frown formed on my lips.
"You didn't even discuss it with be beforehand," I comment.
"Like I said, it's an obvious fact. You'll be the Luna once we fully mate anyways, whats the big deal?"
Before I could help myself, the words left my lips," what if I don't want to be Luna?"
All expression was wiped from Hunter's face.
"Fine. Call your little friend." I was shocked that Hunter even caved.
"I'll call you to pick you up. Don't go out of town. Don't go to his house. Don't go to any creepy dark alley."
"Why on earth would I go into a dark alley?"
"Because you're stupid."
"I'm not stupid. You're stupid, and I can prove it. Put your hand in front of your face, if it's bigger than your face, you're stupid. Go ahead, try it."
I was once again surprised when Hunter placed his open hand an inch away from his hand.
I didn't think he was actually stupid enough to try it.
Bringing up my hand, I push at his with as much force as I could.
Hunter just stared at me with an amused look when I couldn't even get his hand to come a millimeter.
I stare at him dumbfounded. He doesn't move his hand, and I try again.
I even use two hands.
A fitting smirk reaches Hunter's lips. I couldn't do that.
"Well, would you look at that. Guess you are the stupid one."
Crossing my arms keenly, I glare at him.
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Mated To My DoomWerewolf
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