My Rugged Alpha (BWWM)

Paths

Naomi's POV

I watch as everyone around me is coupled up and I'm just sitting in my house drinking hot cocoa. I used to think that as long I stayed a virginal good girl men would flock to my doors. Not true. At least not the ones I've encountered. They see me as more of a conquest to impress others. I am not a contest of, "Who Will Screw the Virgin?" No sir buddy.

I'm reminded that I have no food in my refrigerator and at some point I have to eat today. So I make my way to my closet and pick out my outfit for the day. I settle on a floral skater dress and my red vans. I set the outfit on my bed and head to the bathroom. While I'm in the shower I think what it would be like if I was married and my husband was in here with me. Not to be a pervert or anything. I know I'm single as a pringle doesn't mean I don't want it. My favorite song by The Civil Wars comes on and I sing along.

"

Quand je marche dans la rue

La rue vers le Sacré-Cœur

Je me souviens des promesses

Au nom de l'amour

Je vais t'attendre là

Viendras-tu pour moi?

Je vais t'attendre là

Seulement toi

Tu peux me tenir

Jusqu'à ce que le soleil se cache

Et embrasse-moi doucement

Jusqu'à ce qu'il revienne

Je vais t'attendre là

Viendras-tu pour moi?

Je vais t'attendre là

Seulement toi

Tu prends peut-être du retard

Tu as peut-être raté ton train

Tu ne peux peut-être pas me pardonner

Les ombres grandissent

Et les foules s'effacent

Je vais t'attendre là

Viendras-tu pour moi?

Je vais t'attendre là

Seulement toi"

As the song switches I get out the shower and get dressed from there. I put on my favorite heart earrings and necklace. I pull my hair into a ponytail and straighten out my glasses. Deeming my outfit appropriate I grab my purse and my keys as I head out.

Gavin's POV

Girls. Stupid, stupid girls. They're everywhere and it's only gotten worse since I became Alpha of Grey Moon Pack. One of the largest packs in the country. I know that means money, status and I should be swimming in the ladies. But, no. I want someone to spoil and cherish because I love her. Not just any woman though, my mate. The one woman specifically made for me by God. I can't wait. Not a day goes by that I don't want her here. Not one day goes by where I don't get approached by some girl claiming to be my mate or trying to seduce me. I don't blame them though, I'm a fairly good looking guy. I stand at 6'7, long brown and gold wavy hair, blue eyes and a full beard.

Someone is knocking at my door.

"Come in." I look up and see my best friend Xavier who's also my beta waltzing in.

"Dude we're starving here. It's your turn to get groceries for the pack."

"Greedy idiots."

"I'm going. I'm going. Let me get dressed."