11 - 'Everything's a Game'

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"Everything's a game," I smirked. "This, for instance, is a game!" I laughed as I quickly whipped the pizza slice from his plate.

"Hey! No fair!" he complained, as I took a bite of it, claiming it before he could take it back.

"All is fair in love and war." I winked.

"Yeah yeah," he muttered.

-Klaus's POV-

I couldn't concentrate on anything! I know that wasn't particularly surprising, seeing as I never really tend to listen to anything, anyway. Still, my mind was usually full of girls and more girls, but since last Friday, there was only one girl on my mind, and I hated it! It was like her bewildering ocean blue eyes came to interrupt my thoughts every time I closed my eyes. They burned back at me, with this look of admiration and wonder - the look she gave me the first time we met. It was like my conscience was tormenting me, sending me all these thoughts of her, to the point I was drowning in her... Her eyes, her lips, her hair, her smile, her... body. I wanted her so friggin' bad! My want for her was growing fiercer by the day. I would have hated her for it if it weren't for the fact that I loved her. I didn't want to feel that way for her. She was a nuisance, a hassle for me. I thought once I'd found her that everything would be perfect, but it wasn't. Finding her only f***ed everything up. I thought it would be easy. In my mind I imagined laying eyes on her, we would 'fall utterly in love' and then it would be one of those cliche love stories, where she'll marry me, have my children, and then we'll live happily ever after. But that did not happen. She didn't fall in love with me at first sight. And though I hate to admit it even to myself, I kinda did... and I haven't heard yet of a happily ever after, where the love of your life has feelings for your twin brother!

F***ing Wesley! I hated him for taking her away from me, and I can't stand her for liking him over me. I mean what does he have that I don't?!

URG! She's messed me right up, f****d with my brain to the point that I think I should get checked out by a doctor or something. I mean I couldn't even get it up Saturday with Vicky. I mean what kind of Alpha can't get it up for f***ks sakes? Of course, I blamed it on some new tablets I was trying out, which was a total lie, but it was better to say I was taking something. Rather than she finds out that indeed there was no reason, just the fact I happened to find my mate and couldn't get turned on by anyone but her. She just happens to be f***ing around with my brother and hates me - no I couldn't tell her that because no one was to say 'no' to alpha, but even my image would take a knock to the fact that my own mate was haywire. If anyone found out about this, I would have no choice but to take her by force - an alpha of a pack has ultimate authority and must display his authority whenever needed. Not doing so would not only be highly frowned upon by the pack, but it would also open up competitors, other wolves would fight me and try to win over the status of alpha, and as much as I loved her I would not give up position of alpha for her.... well not yet anyway.... aw crap! Klaus, you're so entirely whipped already!

Klauseeyy babe!!! Vicky's thoughts hit me hard as she kind off skipped into the science room I was now sitting in. I couldn't even bring myself to even acknowledge her because my whole being was centered on the girl who was walking towards me. My mate. Whoa! She was even more stunning than I had remembered. She was taking my breath away, even with that glare on her cute little face. Aw, she was too sweet! Geez, I just wanted to get up and hold her in my arms for the rest of my life. I never thought I would want something as much as I wanted her right now. I had to remember that her scowl wasn't intended to be cute and her blazing eyes weren't meant to turn me on. She looked pissed.

"You're in my seat," she stated. Oh.

"What?" I asked amused after everything. She wanted to tell me I was in her seat? Not even an English 'hey mate' - a sentence I vowed to myself to say to her, once she had finally accepted me as hers.

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