The Alpha's Warrior Princess

Ch. 14: More Sparks!

(Alex’s POV)

“F*CK!”

That was the only thought I had when that door closed in my face! I was so sure she was loosening up by the way she looked around that room. It was like she had made her first trip to Disneyland or something. And I was positive this time that when my hand brushed her skin, both when I ushered her inside and when she took the key from my hand, there were sparks!

She had to feel it too. In fact, I was certain she did when my hand brushed her back a few minutes ago. I could have sworn she jumped a little. It couldn't have been my imagination. I just couldn't. But then she shut the door in my face and I just stood there staring at it for a solid ten minutes before my anger fully set in and I stormed off.

Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t April I was pissed at, it was me. Me, myself, and I were completely to blame. So now here I am, in my room, pacing about like a caged animal listening to Max in my head growling incessantly. He was mad at me too, and I couldn’t blame him. I f*cked up. Plain and simple.

But Max wouldn’t stop pacing in my head and he was making the headache I already had even worse. WILL YOU LAY THE F*CK DOWN! I DON’T NEED THIS RIGHT NOW! I snarled and he snarled right back. DON’T SNARL AT ME! I’M NOT THE ONE WHO F*CKED UP, YOU ARE!

I sighed heavily as I dropped onto the side of my bed so hard I bounced around for a good three or four seconds. I know, ok. I’m sorry! I grumbled as I flopped back to lie on the bed with my feet still on the floor and my arms outstretched at my sides, then sighed again as I said, I just don’t know how to fix this, though. Especially if she won’t talk to me. Max quieted then and I could hear him whimper a little. I know, man. I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have barked at you that way.

Goddess, we both sounded so utterly miserable.

The weird thing about all this is that Maxim was just as upset as I was, if not more so. Ever since I started to show a real interest in girls on anything more than a platonic level, Max would always growl or snarl at me.

He was adamant that we save ourselves for our mate. But I refused to listen. He, however, remained chaste.

It was almost comical how he would bury himself in the back of my mind whenever I started to get frisky with a girl. Then he wouldn't show himself again until the she-wolf was gone.

Even on the rare few times I dated a girl, whenever I was with her in any way, even just on a casual date, he would go into hibernation. He wouldn’t even come out to go for a run, saying “H*ll no, I’m not running with some random b*tch just for fun! I will only run with my mate, family, and our bro.’s for pleasure. Your ho’s can kiss my fury Alpha a**!”

He was so bad he wouldn’t even relinquish enough control for me to shift while he was in the back of my mind. Have you any idea how embarrassing it is for an Alpha not to be able to shift at will!? I always thought he was just being an a**hat but now I think I get it.

Going for a run just for pleasure is a personal experience. It requires trust in order to let your guard down and just muck about for the fun of it. Trust he never had for those other she-wolves. So imagine how shocked I was when he confided to me this morning how disappointed he was that Uncle Tyler was postponing telling Aunt Crystal and April he’s a werewolf and that his reason was that he was looking forward to being able to run and play with April.

I asked him straight out if she was our mate but all he could say was “I honestly don’t know, man”. You have no idea how much I wish we knew for sure. This whole situation is slowly becoming like t*rture for us.

Max? I started hesitantly and got a soft Yeah? in return. I know you’re aware I’m hoping April is our mate, but, I have to ask…. Do you hope she’s our mate, too?

My question hung between us for an excruciating few seconds before he finally replied in a near whisper, With all my heart and soul, Lex. I couldn’t help but smile. I can’t remember a single time we ever agreed on something before where women were concerned. So to know we both felt the same way about April was a huge relief. Now I just needed to get her to talk to me. It was the only way I had any hope at all to fix this mess.

With that goal in mind, I got up, changed into my swim trunks, and headed back downstairs to the pool.

About thirty minutes later…

I was standing over by the grill talking with Austin and Conner, and drinking a soda, while waiting for April to come out. I had just asked Austin, who was manning the grill currently, how long before my burger was ready when he turned to me. But then his gaze went past me and his jaw dropped down to his chest as he said “HOLY….”, “...F*CK!” his twin, Conner, finished for him.

Confused, I looked over at Conner, who was sporting the same look on his face as Austin. So I turned to see what they were gawking at.

My jaw dropped too! To the freakin' floor!

There was April, setting her stuff up by the bar where the radio was softly playing and drinks were steadily flowing. She was still in the pool area, though, while the bar was set back in a small alcove-type area.

April was wearing a shimmering baby-blue and purple, tie-dyed bikini that had ties at the sides of the bottoms while the top tied back around her body to hold the single narrow piece of fabric in place almost like a tube top. She had a white, mesh, cover-up over it that came down to brush the tops of her thighs.

My eyes traveled down her long, shapely legs as she moved around putting her things down and setting herself up a nice place to sunbathe. My gaze stopped at the tattoo she had just above her right ankle. It was a wolf’s paw. Even from here, I could tell it was an intricate design but I couldn’t make out the details.

I wasn’t exactly worried about it at the moment, either, as my eyes went back up along those gorgeous legs of hers and visions played in my mind of how I’d like to have those legs wrapped around me while I…. yeah, best to not even go there… before I make a spectacle of myself in front of everyone.

As my eyes moved upwards again, she reached for the hem of the cover-up and tugged it up and over her head, removing it completely. My eyes followed the movement of her hands before coming back down to move along her body again.

She had perfect br**st’s, not too big and not too small, and a body that was lithe and muscular but with the sleek curves of an hourglass figure. My eyes went to her flat, smooth belly that just looked so soft and made me wanna.... sh*t! Not again with the wandering thoughts.

Shaking those errant thoughts from my mind, my eyes finally locked onto the sparkling object dangling from her navel. Sweet goddess, Max growled in my mind as we both realized it was a piercing. A tiny teardrop shaped diamond that dangled from the silhouette of a wolf’s head, giving the appearance of it crying.

Attached to the piercing was a fine, filigree, gold chain that wrapped around her slender body and sparkled in the sunlight, drawing the eye toward it. I tore my eyes away from it to slowly move my gaze lower, only to have to inhale deeply when I saw the tattoo of these tiny paw prints that moved upwards in an arch going from just below her bikini line up toward her navel.

She was gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous! I've never seen a more flawless female form in my life. Even what I could see of her tiny a** I could tell it was perfect. The kind of a** I could picture myself grabbing and..... d*mn. She made me do it again. I've never had a girl have this effect on me before. Ever.

I don't know how long I stood there gazing at her but as I slowly let my breath out I realized we were actually outside… Where there were other people… Other MALE people!... Other UNMATED male people!!

“Oh h*ll no!” A wave of jealousy like nothing I'd ever felt before washed over me, causing me to let out a growl, suddenly enraged by the thought of all these unmated males ogling my girl! It didn’t matter that she technically wasn’t mine. Yet. There was no way in f*ckin h*ll I was going to stand by and let her flaunt that gorgeous body like that. F*ck that!

I stormed toward her with every intention of throwing her over my d*mn shoulder and hauling her s*xy little a** back inside kicking n’ screaming if I had to when Max spoke up. ALEX STOP!

I didn’t listen. I just growled at him. Alex, if you do this she will never forgive us! She’s not a wolf, remember! I don't like it either! But she doesn’t get how possessive or jealous we can get. She’ll likely try to kick our a**, then will never speak to us again if you do this!! Then there is no going back, no sorry's or chances for forgiveness. We'll be done for!! Please, Alex. Just think for a moment.

He was pleading with me now. My Alpha Wolf... begging. The sound of his whimpering made me stop in my tracks. He was right, and I knew it. But what could I do?

I had to look away from her for a minute to try and get my possessiveness and jealousy under control. As I looked back, she was just lying down in the lounge chair to soak up some sun. So, as calmly as I could, I walked over to her, trying to act very casual.

I shrugged my shirt off and held it out to her as I calmly said “April, maybe you should put this on. I know a lot of these guys. Trust me, they will all be hounding you if you walk around here like that.”

I was actually proud of myself. I stayed calm, gave a rational excuse, and didn’t come off as some possessive a**. I did good. Or so I thought until she slowly sat up with a glare, then rose to her feet, sidestepped me, and walked over to the pool's edge where she dove beneath the water so seamlessly she hardly caused a splash.

Okay, now she was just being unreasonable. I was a little more than p*ssed so I tossed my shirt down on the other chair and kicked my sliders off. When I dove in after her, I was relieved to find my boys flanking me, though Max was hounding me again. Calm down, Max. I'm not going to go all ape sh*t on her. I'm just going to try to talk to her. He calmed down some but I could sense him watching, listening.

I could see April from my periphery as she glided through the water with ease. She was fast, too. Her form was pretty much perfect as her arms pulled her smoothly through the water with her small feet kicking away just under the surface. I would pit her against Michael Phelps any day of the week. But I kept pace pretty well, hanging back a little bit to let the cool water cool my temper. That was a big mistake!

I was only at about the middle of the pool when April reached the end and who was standing there waiting, but freakin Allison! Just like that, all my concerns about the f*ckin perv.’s in the pool area flew away and I started toward April with nothing more on my mind than protecting her from my psycho ex. Just as I started to move, I saw Allison lean down and, even though she was whispering, I could still hear her say “You think you're so slick, don’t you? Well, I’m on to you…..”