Eleven: School and Threats Part 1

Dustin

This last week has been a huge learning curve. This was the week that Bree and Araya started school. When my alarm went off at six in the morning on Monday, I thought it was broken. I felt Mykayla get out of bed and heard the door shut. I was almost back to sleep when I heard a scream that made me sit straight up. I quickly grabbed a pair of sweats and ran out of the room. I swung the door to Bree’s room open to protect her from what or whoever was in there, only to find both girls standing in front of the full-length mirror squealing in excitement at their school uniforms. Mykayla just looks at me and raises one of her eyebrows. I scrub my hands over my face and leave the room. I walked into our walk-in closet and picked out a suit to wear that day at work. I head towards the bathroom for a shower. As I walked by the bed, I noticed the clock and realized that it was only 6:30 am. What the fuck. It’s too damn early to be up. Mykayla and I don’t have to be at the office till nine. Normally we don't even get up till seven. I flop face-first onto the bed. I hear a laugh behind me. I can’t believe she is laughing at me.

“You’re a tad dramatic about the first day of school for the girls. What the hell is with you barging into the room like that.” She asks, laughing.

heard them scream and thought someone was hurting them.” I mumbled,

door to the bathroom. I hear the shower start, and an idea starts in my head, but I decide against it. My

make sure they have everything they need for their first day. I know they would love it if you were there to see them get on the bus

my mother. My mom and dad have taken Mykayla and the girls, which makes me happy. I knew my mother approved the night we took them from their apartment, which was on fire. However, when I caught my mother and Mykayla laughing one

with the baby pictures,” I

convincing on my part. Mykayla was not thrilled about giving 8-year-olds cell phones, but I believe with us working and them being at school, they needed them if something was to happen. After a mini argument with her about this, she finally agreed that it was necessary for emergencies. As I am standing there smiling at how excited the girls are, Mykayla walks in, and I can only stare. She has on an emerald green dress that fits her body perfectly. It shows off all her amazing curves. It stops just above her knees. The top of the dress clinches just under her breasts, making them look even larger. She has a short black business jacket over her arms (the dress is a tank top style). She is wearing matching emerald green ballet flats. I fight the need to push her against the wall and take her right there. DAMN, SHE LOOKS LIKE A FUCKING GODDESS IN THAT DRESS, my wolf Demetri howls. I have to agree with him. Mykayla still doesn’t think she is that beautiful. I know there are many men at the office that disagree with her. I have had to, on many occasions, refrain from beating the hell out of some of them because they are staring. I almost did until my dad stopped me when he came by to see me at the office. He told me he understood that we, as men and wolves are overprotective and possessive of our women. He also said to take it as a compliment that you have a woman that other men find attractive and remind yourself of whose bed she is going to be sleeping in

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