I parked my car in the parking garage under my apartment building and climbed out, shutting the door behind me. I looked at the back window to see Brooklyn, her eyes closed and her face pressed against it, making her nose scrunch and causing her to look like a pig. Both her hands were pressed against the window, sliding down in the slow dramatic way that they do in movies. "Help!" she mumbled, her voice muffled from her face being pressed against the glass. "I'm, I'm being kidnapped!" I noticed how her voice sounded slightly hoarse. I'm guessing that's from her screaming constantly for 20 minutes while I was driving.

I swiftly pulled the door open, standing to the side as Brooklyn fell forward out of the car. "Ahhh!" she shrieked, falling out onto her hands and knees. I resisted the urge to laugh as I bent down and grabbed her hand to help her up. She glared at me, snatching her hand away. She leant back and pulled off her extremely high heeled shoes before standing up on her own.

I stood up also, looking in her electrifying blue eyes and smiled. I expected her to scowl at me but instead she flashed me a sweet smile that had my wolf going into overdrive. But I barely had time to blink before she was dashing through the parking lot, her shoes gripped tightly in her hand.

Though I should have been pretty angry, for some reason a face splitting grin spread across my face. It turns out my mate had some courage, some spunk. I liked it.

I followed after her, effectively catching up, she wasn't very fast. Brooklyn stopped running and turned to look behind her. I quickly ducked and hid behind one of the cars near me. I peeked out at her. She seemed to think that she'd lost me so she calmly walked over to the elevator. She presses d the button and waited. Ding! The elevator bell rung as the doors opened up and she steped inside. I moved from behind the car and sprinted over to the doors, sliding in just before they close.

"Ahhh!" Brooklyn screams, backing against the wall.

"You can't get away from me, Brooklyn." I said, smiling at her.

She groaned, "Why don't you just leave me alone you fucken psycho?! First you kidnap me and throw me and your car and no... w-what are y-you doing?" she stuttered as I moved closer to her, putting both my arms next to her head successfully trapping her.

"Oh Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn. You are my mate. I'm yours, and you are mine. Which means I'm not going anywhere. And neither are you." I growled the last part. I moved my hands from beside her head, down to her hips. I grasped them firmly and pulled them to me. "God, you are so hot." I stared into her eyes as I leaned in, parting my lips, preparing to kiss her. I felt her hot breath blowing on my lips as mine were centimeters away from connecting with hers. Just as I was about to close the distance, I felt a sharp stinging pain shooting up my stomach. I groaned as I pulled back from Brooklyn. I doubled over in pain, clutching my crotch. "What the fuck?!" I yelled. Two nut shots in one day?! Did someone up there not want me to reproduce? Or was it that they just wanted to watch me writhe in pain?!

She looked down at me, a smirk on her face. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with fire? It's very dangerous."

"They did, but it's always more fun when danger is involved." I managed to say through my groans of pain.

She leaned down to my level and whispered in my ear, "Well fun will definitely get you burned."

"Well don't worry, I can handle the pain." The smile fell from her face as she looked at me.

"You sure about that?" she said. I don't know what it was but something was telling me that we weren't just talking about having fun anymore. We were talking about something serious.

"Yeah." I noticed a look of uncertainty cross Brooklyn's face. She stood up, straightening her back. I stood up also, wincing slightly. "Now that were having such nice conversation, mind telling me who the dick was?"

"What? Who?"

"The little scrawny guy you were fucking in your car two seconds after we met." Brooklyn's face went beat red as I mentioned this. She averted her eyes away from me and bit on her lip nervously. "Is her your boyfriend or what?"

"Maybe." she replied. "What's it to you anyway?"

"Now that you mention it, it matters a lot to me! The fact that my mate is with some asshole, and she's banging him three seconds after she met me doesn't really sit well with me."

"I don't car about what does or doesn't sit well with you. What I do or who I'm banging is none of your business!"

"No, it is my business actually. You are my mate which makes everything that you do and everyone you bang my business! But I should be the only person that your fucking!" Over the course of a minute both of our voices had escalated to the point where we were screaming and yelling at each other.

"I just met you 2 hours ago and already you are a controlling prick! So what if you are a mate?! That means nothing to me. I will be with whoever I want, and do whatever I want with or without your consent... Zack!" she said, spitting my name.

"Mates mean nothing to you? Really?!" She nodded her head. I smiled wickedly as an idea came to mind. I stepped closer to her again, in turn making her take a step back from me. She backed up against the wall as I trapped her, putting both my arms beside her head again.

"You do remember what happened the last time you did this, right?"

I smirked at her before crashing my lips onto hers. I grabbed onto the sides of her head, holding her in place. I felt her hands pressing against my chest as she tried to push me off of her. I continued to work my mouth against hers until I felt her finally respond to me, moving her lips slowly against mine. I licked her bottom lips asking for entrance but she clamped her mouth shut.

Just as I pulled away from her, Brooklyn smacked me square in the face, making my head turn to the side. I grabbed my jaw as I turned back around to face her. Instead of anger reflected in her eyes, I think I saw... lust. What the hell? She just smacked me, shouldn't she be angry?

Brooklyn gripped the sides of my shirt tightly, and pulled me back to. She pulled my lips to her own and kissed me, this time with burning passion. Ha! I knew she couldn't resist the whole mate attraction thing. She worked her tongue into my mouth. Mine fighting with hers for dominance. I put my hands on her hips, and wearily pulled them to me. Dear god, if you love me you will not let this end in another nut shot. I don't think me or the boys can take anymore. She pulled her mouth from mine, both of us breathing heavy. She smiled at me, her eyes a bright sparkling blue. She then pushed me backwards, making my back hit against the elevator doors. She pressed her lips back onto my own, moaning into my mouth.

I trailed my right hand down her hip, her thigh, to her knee. I grabbed onto the back of it and hitched it onto my hip. I groaned as I grinded my very big hard on into her.

She kissed across my jaw, and down my neck. She grabbed my shirt at the collar and worked it over my head, dropping it somewhere in the floor. She then kissed down my chest, nipping lightly. I groaned as I pulled her head up and kissed her lips softly. I licked her chin, down her neck, to her where her dress just covered her chest. I reached out as I prepared to pull it down and reveal what was underneath.

Just as my hand was about to pull the lacy material down the Ding of the elevator sounded and the doors slid open. "Ahhh!" Brooklyn and I screamed as I fell backwards, landing directly onto my back.

"Oww, shit!" I yelled. "Fuck!" I turned my head to the right and left, it looked like we were in the lobby. Brooklyn climbed off of me, and stood up. I expected her to grab my hand and possibly help me up or maybe ask if I was okay. But no. Instead she smiled down at me as she walked back into the elevator. She came back out a few seconds later, her shoes in hand. I'm guessing she dropped them sometime during our hot and heavy session.

She got down onto her knees and crouched next to me. "Oh Zacky, you're so stupid. Goodbye." She leant down and planted a soft chaste kiss on my lips before grinning and standing up. She turned her back to me and walked out of the door, glancing back at me one time with a huge smirk on her face.

What the fuck was that?!