Page 2 of The Alpha Enforcer and His Dancing Warrior Vol. 2 (Ribbon #10)

Xander came back. I considered that I might have to switch to a sugar cookie body wash to remind me of his scent.

His eyes flicked to black when he realized I was in his hoodie.

I asked Freya, “Is he mad?” Freya snickered, “No, quite the opposite. He likes seeing you in his clothes.” It turned out she was very right.

She told me, “I will often be right.” I could live with that. I was right a lot too.

Xander fried my brain when he undressed to take his own shower. He was built like a god. I desperately wanted to join him, but... maybe after a swim day we could shower together, and I could just keep my swim shirt on. That could work.

I had to distract myself, so I took our food off the tray he’d brought up and put it on the table. When he came out it was all ready. When he joined me, I couldn’t deny I liked this. This bubble of him and me even just eating a meal together. I loved it.

My heart strings pulled tighter when he mentioned Black Mountain. I wanted to go to his home. I wanted somewhere that would be home again. I lived in Black Path... but it was decidedly not my home. I missed Red Run, even though they hated me.

I missed the paths to walk on or dance around the pack.

.. I missed my old room... I missed the pack…

Heck, I missed my family. I longed for a place to call home again.

A place where people were safe and cared for.

A place where they were protected from within and from threats on the outside. A real pack.

Black Path wasn’t even close to being that kind of place right now.

When Caine and Dax took over, they would be.

Edward didn’t look out for anyone but himself.

That wasn't a pack. No one understood that, but I did.

Because I came from somewhere that had a real Alpha.

Even though that stung because he turned his back on me.

After we finished eating, I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I yawned and drifted off to sleep. I felt like I was floating on a river. I heard yips of a wolf. That had me getting up and opening my eyes. I was actually in a creek, but I wasn’t wet. I saw Oden run by me.

I laughed, “Oden, wait!” I took off after him. He was leading me further and further into the forest then he vanished. I yelled, “Oden, where are you?” I didn’t hear anything. I called, “Xander? Are you here?” I felt something behind me and whirled around.

I laughed at what I saw, “The legend of the white wolf is in my dream. I’ve heard stories about you around campfires the pack had. One of the girl’s T age told us all about you.” I reached out and petted her stark, white fur.

I muttered, “My imagination is better than hers because you’re much prettier than she described.” The white wolf’s fur was practically shimmering. I smiled admitting, “I myself finally got a wolf. Well, I guess I had her the whole time. She was hidden from me though.”

“We are getting stronger and getting used to each other. I really like her. I wish I’d had her the whole time. She’ll probably be brown. I hope I get to see her. Your eyes are pretty….and not like other wolves.” The white wolf's eyes were pale green, like mine.

I teased, “We match.” I pointed at our eyes. The wolf nodded to me. I admitted, “There ends our similarities though. I have DARK black hair… you have very beautiful white hair. One day my hair might turn white, but I hope that’s a long LONG time from now.” The wolf snorted .

I sat down and the wolf put its head in my lap, so I began to pet her. I looked around commenting, “My mate's wolf was here.” The white wolf purred. I laughed, “Yes, I know. He’s a beautiful wolf, but he’s mine.” The wolf looked at me as if I was missing something.

I continued to pet her beautiful fur. I told her, “This is a pretty place. In the legend the white wolf has some goddess-like powers. Can you show me any?” The wolf stood and out of nowhere electricity built around the wolf.

It looked as if she was glowing, then the force shot off her like a rocket. The tree she aimed at was propelled up into the air in several pieces. I laughed, “You are electric? That’s awesome! You can shoot volts of electricity. My brothers would have call you Pikachu.”

I rambled, “They were into Pokémon for several years. Former Beta Dylan Frost insisted all the Beta families play so they knew what Fairies were which Pokémon.” The wolf snorted. I asked, “Can you do other things?” The wolf nodded.

I pressed, “Can you show me?” The wolf shook her head yes and no.

I surmised, “You can show me but not now.” The wolf nuzzled my face.

I confided, “You’re very beautiful. I’ll be sure to spread that around in the legend.

I don’t know if I can really tell people I’m dreaming about a white wolf though.

I’ve got a lot going on…..and I’m freaky enough.

Silver and Wolfsbane don’t hurt me. People find it odd. ”

The wolf smiled at me again and disappeared right before my eyes.

I yelled, “If that’s another power… that’s ridiculously cool and your legend does NOT do you any justice.

” I heard a snickering sound and tried to track it down, but I couldn’t.

I had just laid down on the grass when Oden came bounding back.

I asked, “Where did you go?” He took off. I shouted, “Oden, wait up!” I followed him back to where I started out. He ran across the creek. I tried to follow him, but the water felt so nice. I found myself laying back down in it.

I woke up with a start as my eyes darted around. Xander was next to me, mumbling in his sleep. I smiled like the love struck woman I was, because that was adorable. I quickly got up and grabbed his sweatshirt.

I was almost to the door when he muttered, “Trevor McCann is a dead motherfucker.” I turned and gaped, then smacked myself in the head. Of course he knew his name. He’d never said it in our emails… but of course he knew about Trevor.

I felt a strong sense of satisfaction from his statement.

I’d always hoped Xander would not let what Trevor had done stand.

He didn’t even know the half of it, and he wanted to kill him.

It wasn’t really surprising because he was an Alpha.

Even if he decided he didn’t want me, he’d be driven to kill Trevor.

I tiptoed downstairs as the warmth of his words filled me.

I went outside and danced for thirty minutes before I sat down by the water.

I spoke to the sky, “I’m really happy. I’m really happy here with my Xander.

So, you traitorous Moon Goddess… if you could back the whole way off and not mess this up for me…

I’d be grateful. It’s the LEAST you could do for me.

I like the white wolf better than you are anyway. I’m happy here so just leave us be.”

I walked back inside and held the collar of Alexander’s hoodie to my nose.

I couldn’t keep a smile off my face. I found all the ingredients to make my dessert breakfast menu.

I didn’t make these foods often. I’d done them the night before my sixteenth birthday for everyone, and our first Resistance mission. We needed a celebration afterwards.

After I mixed everything together and put them in the oven, I felt the desire to make more. I decided to do a triple batch knowing Sierra would want a whole pan to herself. I got everything back out and made more.

Then I decided to do an egg muffin too. I made scrambled eggs, with little bits of bacon, and sausage in a muffin form. I quickly put those in the second oven. Then I decided I hadn’t made crepes in forever. Xander liked crepes… once upon a time… according to Jason.

I hummed to myself as I made everything. I startled when I realized I hadn’t had any coffee yet. I quickly put on a pot and drank a cup. I got some ready to go for Phil and Sierra. Xander walked into the kitchen first. I couldn’t stop my smile. Freya hummed sleepily in my head .

I just wanted my life to stay this way. Sierra walked in and screamed about the muffins. My friends claimed they were the most amazing muffins. They’d begged me to make them again, but you just had to be in the right mood to make these. Sierra took them all, but I’d anticipated that.

Freya was laughing in my head while Sierra went on about shrines. She sounded more alert than she had a second ago. I greeted my wolf teasingly, “Good morning, sleepy head.” Freya just kept snickering. I nearly fell over when Sierra mentioned the pack’s skills in bed.

She linked me, “Your Xander must be the god you imagined him to be in bed.” I replied, “I mean he is... but I made the muffins because he made me happy. Not because I’ve had countless orgasms at this point.”

I was excited about the snowboarding plans because I’d always wanted to learn.

I couldn’t believe I’d be learning with Xander.

Phil and Xander praised my muffins… and my cooking in general.

Phil said that he wouldn't let Alexander mess things up because he wanted my muffins forever. He said he’d told the pack about them.

I jolted hearing someone stole the muffins when I made them.

Sierra linked, “You were drunk after the first mission. They did steal them the few times you made them though.” Rude!

Very rude. When I realized he’d snapped everything clean I nearly jumped him.

WHOA! Down self… down. It’s breakfast time.

Freya purred, “I could get on board with the jumping him plan.”

Sierra added, “I’m sure they sold them the muffins to get them to leave but we told you these muffins are that good.

Their pack will love you and your cooking.

” I replied, “Unless they have friends in Red Run… then they will not even kind of like me.” Sierra rolled her eyes before saying, “That wasn’t your fault, and anyone who DARES say so will get put on the ground. ”