The Alpha and the Mistake

"Oh," was my brilliant response. I had to fix this. I had one alpha who wanted me dead. I didn't need another. I tried to remember everything Harry told me about alphas, I lowered my gaze, sinking in on myself to seem smaller and less threatening. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean..." Dean or better said Ryder, suddenly knelt in front of me. I flinched as he took my face in his hands and forced me to look at him, face to face.

His touch was gentle, and my skin warmed where he touched me. "Brook, don't. I told you I'm not Mike. I don't want...I don't need anyone to bow to me, especially not you."

Especially me? Why did he say that? My breath caught as he leaned in towards me. He wasn't going to...was he? His lips brushed against mine gently as if hesitating before he pressing them more firmly in a definite kiss. My eyes closed by their own will and I had no idea what to do. Yes, I'll admit it. I am seventeen, and the closest thing I've come to kissing a boy is when I was nine. Gerald, a stick of a boy, gave me a slobbery peck on my lips behind the dumpster at school.

I kissed him back, praying I was doing it right. My heart turned up to hummingbird speed when he pulled my swing towards him, so he was kneeling between my legs. Okay, this blew Gerald's kiss out of the water. When the kiss ended, and Ryder leaned back, A hot flush bloomed in my face. "Why did you do that?"

"Because I've wanted to do too since I met you."

of my head all the way to my toes. I swallowed and unsure of what to say. I am proud to say I didn't stupidly ask him why he'd want to kiss me. Actually, the only

as he sat on the swing next to mine. He pulled the seat of my swing to the side, so we were

packs do an exchange as a show of faith in that sad excuse of a peace agreement, he and Dad made. My brother would live with them and my cousin, Beth, would live with us. Something didn't seem right, so I told my dad I'd go in his place. My uncle never saw my brother or me before. I came here to find something, anything to prove my uncle

Mike told me about his dad planning to put the blame of my murder on him would be considered no good. Seeing what I knew

you was an awesome surprise," Ryder said, breaking me out of my thoughts. He

made me feel almost nauseous. "What do you mean? I'm no one." I tried to appear cool instead of like I'm going to toss my

need to tell you. You're..." His phone loudly came

I have forgotten about Mom and Harry? Ryder answered the phone, silent for a moment. "Yeah, I found her...no...I don't

him an irritated look. I didn't like being talked about as if I wasn't there. Ryder hooked his leg around mine, keeping our swings close as he set his hand on mine. "Alright. We'll be right there." He hung