Choices.

 

Alex's POV

 

I woke up, as did the memories, but didn't open my eyes, afraid of what I might see. It felt like I was sleeping on a cloud, and I was immensly comforatble. I moved a little to get more situated, til I registered a pressure on my waist holding me down. My mind went into panic. My eyes snapped open and I looked down slowly and stiffly to see a tanned masculine arm draped over my waist. A squeak escaped my mouth and that sound alone made him hold me tighter to him, whoever this person was.

It was weird, though. I didn't feel disgusted or dirty. I felt safe and protected in the stranger's arms. Much like I do when I'm in Francisco's.

 

Francisco's POV

 

I grunted and turned once again. Without Alex here the bed felt scratchy and too hard. They all thought that I needed some nights rest in order to think clearly, but clearly, it wasn't fucking working! I couldn't sleep without Alex right here, in my arms. Damn, I should've killed all those rouges when I had the chance! But I'm too damn nice. We had an agreement. They don't cross our territory, and we don't don't cross theirs, and then all of a sudden-BAM! Sudden kidnapping. Stupid sons of bitches. They know exactly who their messing with.

 I didn't want to think about what they might do to her, and I needed to stop them before they tried anything. She was mine, no one elses!

With that thought, I finally passed out.

 

Griffin's POV

 

I woke up to my mate in my arms, her scent in my nostrils. I exhaled in content and pulled her closer to me. Now that I have her, I'm never letting her go. A knock sounded at the door and I groaned quietly, kissed my little mate on her temple, watching her squirm and smile, then pulled on my jeans and went to confront the inturder. "What?" I growled to Jake who was holding his phone out, annoyed that I could still be in bed with my mate, whose name I still didn't know. 

"Alpha, there's someone on the phone for you," he replied shakily. I looked at him quizically and slowly snatched the phone from his sweaty grip. "Hello?"

"Listen, Griffin," Fernando's-my Pack enemy-voice barked through the phone. "I know you have my mate, and I intend to get her. As soon as I hang up this call, I'm going to go over there, kill you, and steal her back!" He yelled at me. I blanched. She was... his mate, too?

How was that possible? 

I opened my mouth to reply, but the line went dead, and I cursed. He would not take her away from me! My last ounce of happiness! I was prepared to fight!

Barging into the room, I went to my mate-I really needed to learn her name-and shook her gently. She grumbled softly and rolled into me. I smiled, and wanted to stay there forever, but I shook her once again. "Hey," I cooed in her ear. She finally opened her beautiful light grey eyes and smiled a small smile. So small I was sure she didn't even know she was smiling. "Come on," I gently said, pulling her on her feet. "Let's get you something to eat, you must be starving," I laughed a little at the end, and she smiled once again and nodded. 

"Crap," she mumbled, as her knees buckled under her, but I caught her before she could fall to the floor. "I haven't eaten in about 3 days, sorry," she apologized weakly, smiling shyly. My wolf growled and I tried to get myself in order. Her needs come first. Without another word, I picked her up, bridal style, and went to the kitchen. She squeaked lightly as I did and I couldn't help but chuckle at how cute she was. "So what's your name, Kidnapper?" She lightly asked, but I could hear the fear in her voice, and I hated that.

I looked down at her adoringly, and she seemed surprised at that but said nothing. "Griffin, what about you?" I said back and she smiled and blushed slightly. "Alexandra, but... everyone calls me Alex. So... you can... call me Alex. I-If you, want to," she stammered, blushing wildly again and I bit my lip to keep myself from smiling like a goof.