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"It's just because it's getting so close to our birthday, Aubree," Leah said, kicking the ball back to her sister. "And he's your mate, it's going to be hard to resist him. But you might as well stop trying to do that, because once our birthday comes, he won't have to hold back from the things be wants to do with you." Leah made a face at the thought, losing her concentration and missing the shot Aubree kicked at her as she vented out her frustration. Leah's eyes widened when the ball sailed past her and hit Matt in the crotch, biting her lip to stop from laughing as Matt turned away with a look of pain on his face. "Uh yeah, we have a game later," Leah said, hearing Zacky speak. She knew all of them would be there, Johnny and Jimmy, too. They always came to Aubree and Leah's games, which made her feel like they had their own little cheerleading squad. "It's at four thirty, so we've got plenty of time to practice. If someone would stop trying to make Matt infertile, that is," Leah teased, glancing over at Aubree.

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The instant that he transformed, Matt could almost sense that he was in the wrong place. That was quickly confirmed when the ball came sailing straight for him, catching him in the crotch. He quickly turned away, feeling the pain shooting up through his body. Honestly, why the hell was she even kicking it that hard? "I'm okay," Matt wheezed, taking another minute before he turned back to the girls. "You've got a good fucking kick there, but let's try and aim the ball away from me." Just to be safe, Matt took a decent sized step away as the girls started to play soccer again, not really wanting to risk getting hit again. When Zacky mentioned there being a game, Matt grinned. Both of the girls were good soccer players and Matt enjoyed watching them play. "Well I'm glad I took a shower, then," he said, laughing.

Zacky stifled a laugh as he watched the ball hit Matt in the baby makers. "I think I'm going to take my pompoms that Jimmy got me for the last game. He got everyone a pair. They make things feel so much more official as we're standing up there screaming for you," he said with a smirk. He knew that even though they loved them coming to cheer them on, they definitely got a bit embarsssing. What could you do though? That was their job. Zacky watched Leah kick the ball past Aubree, scoring a goal in the net on her side. "How are you two even doing that with no goalies?" Zacky asked as he furrowed his brow. "Or are you two just going through strategies," he asked as he scratched the back of his head. Zacky never understood how people practiced sometimes. He played baseball growing up and that was it. That was pretty hard to practice on your own.

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Aubree smirked, shrugging a little. "He shouldnt have been standing there," she said, looking between Leah and Zack. "So you and Tubby, huh? Made it official?" She said to her sister, ignoring the guys over on the side. She spun around Leah, kicking the ball into her goal and doing a little jig. "If you're so worried about us not having goalies than why don't you be them?" She asked, placing her hands on her hips as she rolled her eyes at Zacky. "Matt's on my team and Zacky on Leah's. We'll try to aim for the upper half of your body," she said a smirk, winking over at Matt. She thought this was going to be fun. She was interested to see just how well the guys paid attention to their games and how things worked. "Whoever gets three points wins. Sound cool?" Aubree picked up the ball and went to the middle of the field, setting it down as she waited for her sister and the guys to get in their position. She also kind of just wanted to see Matt get all sweaty and possibly take his shirt off.

Leah couldn't help but blush at Aubree's little comment about her and Zacky making it official. She needed to not say that out loud, because if their dad got wind of that, he'd shut it down pretty quickly. And who knows what he would do to Zacky. "I guess we've kind of made it official," Leah answered. "And we're doing just fine without goalies, thank you very much," she added, turning to Zacky and sticking her tongue out at him. She looked back at her sister when she suggested that the boys be their goalies, grinning and nodding in agreement. "Don't fuck this up for me," Leah warned Zacky jokingly, pointing a finger at him. She was excited to actually be able to sort of scrimmage with Aubree, since playing soccer was a good way to vent out her frustration and confusion. It was also a good way to get her mind off of all the changes she and her body were going through because of her upcoming birthday. "Alright Aubree, let's kick this shit off!" Leah shouted to her sister, bouncing in place.

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"You'd better aim for the upper Goddamn part of my body," Matt grumbled, taking his place behind Aubree. "Because the first time I get hit in the dick again, I'm done. I'll forfeit." Matt smirked to himself as he realized what sort of view he had of Aubree, at least until she and Leah started to move around. He let his eyes drift over her body, stopping at her ass. She'd always had amazing curves and a perfect little ass that Matt just wanted to hold in his hands and squeeze. Matt was so caught up in thinking that he almost missed the ball that Leah sent flying over his right shoulder, but he managed to reach out and smack it away at the last second. "Ha, take that!" he shouted triumphantly. He picked up the ball and tossed it in Aubree's direction, watching her take off downfield towards Zacky. "Just pretend it's a pizza Zack, then you might actually catch it," Matt shouted across the field.

Zacky snorted, waving her off. "I'm not going to fuck anything up babydoll, don't you worry," he said with a smirk as he placed his hands on his knees. He couldn't help but notice the same thing he knew Matt was looking at on Aubree. Leah's backside. She had the tightest little ass he's ever seen and honestly he couldn't wait to put his dick inside of it. Even if she wanted it or not, it was something she was going to have to try. Zacky looked up when he heard Matt, growing at him. "Not even funny, meathead," he spat, blocking the goal with ease that Aubree tried to make. He wasn't going to let them win. Nope, not this time. Not ever. His Leah was going to win. "You're doing great great, Leah," he called out to her with a smirk. It was so much fun watching the twins be so competitive towards one another. They got so pissed off and looked like they wanted to rip each other's throats out sometimes. At games when someone pissed them off they all liked to take bets on who was going to end up fighting who at the end. Brian always one because it was usually no one because he wouldn't let them.

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Aubree smirked back at Matt when he had a slight delay on blocking the ball, giving him a wink before taking off with the ball toward Zacky. She zipped around Leah whenever she came close, growling whenever she took the ball away. Eventually Aubree got it back though, kicking it at high speed towards Zacky and groaning when he managed to block the shot. She sighed heavily, placing her hands on her hips as she walked away from the goal. She looked over at Matt, biting down on her lower lip as she watched him laugh at Zacky. He was so gorgeous when he just laughed so freely. He looked like a little boy who didn't have a care in the world with those beautiful dimples of his. Aubree knew she needed to take Leah's advice and just give in. She was torturing herself by not giving in. She sighed heavily and shook her head, licking over her lips as she looked back over at Leah. "Come on, twinkletoes. Show me what you got." Aubree wanted to get Leah wound up for the game later too, when she was pissed off was when she usually played better.

Leah was sure the only reason Matt almost missed stopping her from making a goal was because he was distracted by Aubree's ass. He wasn't very good at hiding it at all. And if he'd just stared a little bit longer, she would've scored. She chased after Aubree, taking the ball from her a few times before her sister managed to get away long enough to try and score on Zacky. But Zacky managed to block the shot. "Hey, I've got more than you," Leah shot back at Aubree. Soccer made her so competive, even against Aubree. Leah waited for Zacky to toss the ball back in her direction and then weaved around her sister, flying downfield towards Matt. She faked as if she were going to shoot towards the right side of the net and Matt took her bait, lunging and falling onto the ground. Leah took advantage of this and fired a shot into the left side of the net, cheering loudly when she scored. "Fuck yes!" she shouted. She stuck her tongue out at Aubree. "Ooh, look at that. I just scored on your precious Mattie."

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Matt just laughed at Zacky's response to him, although he was a bit pissed that he blocked the goal so easily. Even though he rooted for Aubree and Leah equally during their regular games, right now he was very biased towards Aubree and he wanted her to win. That's why he was ready when Leah started to head in his direction. At least, he thought he was ready. She used the oldest trick in the book on him and he fell for it. Matt glowered at he pushed himself up from the ground, grabbing the ball from the net and tossing it to Aubree. He shot her an apologetic glance, although he wasn't sure if she even saw him, since she was too busy playfully arguing with Leah. "Come on, Aubree, you got this," Matt called out as they set up to start again. "Zacky's chubby, he can't move that fast. Use it to your advantage." As much fun as it was to watch the twins to be competitive with one another, it was also pretty fun to be competitive with Zacky, especially since it was so easy to get under the other man's skin.

Zacky glared at Matt. So he wanted to go there, did he? "Remember Leah, Matt may be strong but he's stupid as all mighty fuck," he said with a smirk. Bantering back and forth with Matt was just as much fun as it probably was for the girls. Except Zacky was horrible at coming up with insults for Matt. Zacky focused hard on the ball as Aubree made her way towards him, watching as it came all over the field before finally she kicked it towards him, high enough where Zacky couldn't jump up and block it all the way on the other side of the goal. "Jesus Christ," he groaned as he fell, sighing heavily as he rolled over and got up. "These things aren't a lot bigger on the inside than they look on the outside," he said with a sheepish smile, tossing the ball back to them. The score was one to one now and he could tell that Leah wasn't very happy with him that he failed at blocking the shot. He tried, he was just too far away. He wasn't going to apologize to her just yet though, because they still had a chance to win this thing. Zacky wanted to beat Matt so bad at this point. "Aim low, he'll think you're going for the nuts and flip shit," Zacky said with a snort.

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Aubree growled, turning around and glaring st Matt. "Eyes on the ball, Sanders. Not my ass!" As much as she liked that he was staring at her, she had more important things to worry about right now, like kicking her sisters butt. "Tubby over there is making you lose already. He's probably day dreaming about you covered in gravy and fries so he's not focused," she said as she stifled a laugh. She knew that since Leah had pretty much agreed to become Zacky's mate, she was going to get protective of him. Not that she blamed her, Aubree felt the same way about Matt. She got a little ticked when Leah called him her precious Mattie. "My precious Mattie is about to get a reality check," she said, glaring back at him once more. "But it's okay, don't you worry. We're going to win this." Aubree rolled the ball back and forth under her shoe, her hands on her hips as she thought of how she was going to score next. The guys weren't bad goalies if they just kept their minds out of the gutter. Aubree kicked the ball to Leah, starting their next round.

Leah growled softly when Zacky missed blocking the shot from Aubree. There was no way that she was going to win if he kept letting her score. "Gravy and fries?" Leah repeated, hearing what Aubree said. "That's the best you've got?" She ran along her sister, kicking out and snagging the ball away. She was going to show her which of these boys wasn't focused. Because it certainly wasn't Zacky. It wasn't his fault that he wasn't a super giant and couldn't jump high enough to block Aubree's shot. Leah snickered as she approached Matt, since the look on his face told her that he was determined to make up for falling for her tricks last time. "Alright Matt, let's see if you're good at something besides ogling my sister's ass," she taunted. "Little pervert. My ass is cuter, anyway." Leah wound back and kicked the ball as hard as she could, but it was low and Matt managed to block it. "Damn it, you were supposed to miss!" Leah shouted, watching the ball go flying past her head. "Zack, you'd better not let her score again, I swear to God!"

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Matt laughed when Aubree's shot flew way over Zacky's head and the other man went tumbling to the ground. The score was tied now, which meant that it was anyone's game. Matt frowned at Zacky's comment to Leah. "Fuck you Zack, at least I've got something down there to worry about," Matt shot back. He smirked. "Leah's going to be pretty disappointed the night of her birthday if she actually decides to let you take her as your mate." Matt turned his attention away from Zacky and onto Leah as she approached him. This time he was more prepared for her shot, and he blocked it easily, tossing the ball back to Aubree. "Come on, Aubree, it's not that hard to score on Zacky," Matt called out. "He's really easy to distract. All you've got to do is bring him some food, then he won't give a fuck about that ball. That, or convince your sister to flash him her tits. I'm sure it's been awhile since Zacky has seen a pair of those."

Zacky smirked, thinking about letting Aubree score just to get Leah all riled up. She was so hot when she was pissed off and he rather liked it when she yelled at him. "I'll try my best," he said as he saluted her. He rolled his eyes at Matt, shaking his head. "Why does everything have to be about food with you? See I can't even make those jokes because you're some muscle head," he said as he threw his hands up in the air. "Just keep faking him out, Leah. Heaney too stupid to realize what you're really doing," he said, watching the girls kick around the ball again. First it was going towards Matt, then it was going towards him. He couldn't keep up with it. The next thing he knew it wasn't flying past his head, bouncing back against the next and hitting him in the back of his head. Zacky fell face first onto the ground, getting a nice mouthful of dirt. He groaned, lifting his head and spitting out the dirt. "Jesus Christ," he groaned, shaking his head. That was brutal.

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Aubree rolled her eyes at the two, not playing games anymore. There was one point left and she was taking it. After running up and down the field with Leah, she finally managed get the ball away from her and kick it as hard as she could manage towards Zacky. She was shocked when it ended up bouncing off the back of the net and hitting him in the back of the head, her eyes widening as she busted out laughing. She ran over to Matt, jumping into his arms and giving him a victory kiss. "We won, we won, we won!" She sang, sticking her tongue out at Leah. She felt bad for Zacky because not only did he have a mouthful of dirt, but Leah was probably going to tear him a. New one.

"Dammit, Zacky!" Leah shouted, clenching her fists as she watched Aubree score again. She was never taking him as her goalie again, he was terrible. She felt a little bad that he'd practically had to eat dirt, but it wouldn't have happened if he'd just blocked the damn shot. As long as he wasn't hurt, Leah didn't really give a damn right now, not when it was his fault that they were losing. She watched her sister run over to Matt and jump into his arms, her eyes widening when Aubree started to shout that she'd won. "Nuh huh, you only scored two points!" Leah shouted. "I thought you said we had to score three to win. That means you've still got to score one more point." She didn't know where Aubree was getting the idea that she and Matt had won. This game was still going, and even if her sister was ahead, Leah could still come back and win. If Zacky would stop letting Aubree fucking score, that is.

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Matt almost died laughing when he watched Zacky eat dirt. It served him right for calling Matt stupid. "Damn Zack, I know you're probably hungry but you're not really supposed to eat dirt," Matt quipped, shouting across the field. He didn't get a chance to hear Zacky's response, because Aubree was jumping into his arms, shouting that they'd won. Matt was pretty sure they hadn't, because he only remembered her scoring two points, but he wasn't about to call her out on it, not when she was kissing him like this. He stuck his tongue out at Zacky, flipping him the bird as he pulled Aubree close to kiss her again. He finally set her back on her feet when Leah started to challenge that they'd won, frowning slightly. If Aubree wanted to think that she'd won, she should be able to. Matt looked over at Aubree. "Don't ask me, I was too busy watching fatass over there eat dirt after you nailed him in the back of the head with the ball," Matt said, laughing. He figured it was probably the best idea to just let the girls decide this for themselves.

Zacky frowned as he stood up, spitting some dirt out and wiping some blood off of his lip. "Why the hell did you pick such an odd damn number," he grumbled, rolling his eyes at Matt. "If I was that hungry there's something else right in front of me that I much rather eat than dirt," he said with a smirk as he looked at Leah. He was risking a lot in saying that, considering Brian could come outside at any moment or he could be listening in on their conversation, but he highly doubted it. "Aubree obviously got hit on the head one two many times. She just wanted an excuse to lip lock with Matt. Let's go, set up," he said, shaking his head. Zacky wasn't sure if he'd be glad when the twins birthday got here or not. That meant that Matt and Aubree could be all over one another without fighting, but that also meant that he and Leah could be together without having to worry about Brian. That was definitely something to look forward to.

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Aubree stuck to Matt like a leech when he pressed his lips back on to hers, enjoying the feeling and not wanting it to end. She let out a low grow when he pulled away, getting down and looking over at Leah with wide eyes. She scratched her head, furrowing her brow. "Oh. You might have a point," she said with a sigh, snorting at her pun. Now she was probably going to lose since she got a taste of Matt, that was all she could think about. Aubree grabbed the ball, going to the middle of the field with Leah and setting it down. She let Leah kick off, going after her and stealing the ball. She kept stealing glances back at Matt, shaking her head and trying to stay focused. She hoped she wasn't like this for the actual game later. Aubree went up the field towards Zacky, her heart racing as she kicked the ball towards the goal, though he easily blocked it. Aubree frowned, shaking her head and sighing heavily.

When Leah heard Zacky's comment about how there was something he would much rather eat than dirt, she instantly knew what he was talking about and she didn't think she'd ever blushed more in her entire life. And what if her dad heard him say that? He would kill Zacky. "Hush, you," Leah hissed playfully to Zacky. Leah followed Aubree to the middle of the field and kicking off. She managed to get a little ways downfield before her sister stole the ball from her, and Leah growled as she turned around to chase after her. Luckily Zacky was easily able to block it and when he tossed it back in her direction, she quickly took off downfield towards Matt. If he was anywhere near as distracted as Aubree, the rest of this game was a shoe in. That kiss was a mistake. When she was close enough, Leah wound back and kicked the ball at the net, cheering when it sailed just out of reach of Matt's outstretched fingers. "Ha, take that, motherfucker!" she shouted. "Looks like you guys celebrated too early."

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"Better not let Brian hear you say that, Zack," Matt wanted, referring to Zacky's comment about what he'd rather eat than dirt. Matt smirked. "He might cut off that little bity dick of yours." Matt bounced on his feet as he watched Aubree approach Zacky with the ball, cursing when he managed to block it. Aubree must be distracted. When Leah came flying at him with the ball, Matt thought he was ready, but apparently he wasn't, because the ball was just slightly to far away for him to block. "Dammit!" Matt cursed. He tossed the ball back to Aubree before he reached down to tug his shirt over his head, wiping the sweat from his forehead before he tossed it to the side. "Come on Aubree, you've got this!" Matt shouted. "Just one more point!"

Zacky gave everyone an innocent look, not really sure what else they had expected from him. Though when Matt said his dick was itty bitty, it was on. "Oh hell no, it's on like Donky Kong, bitch. My dick is bigger than yours, I just don't brag about it," he said with a roll of his eyes. Zacky hadn't a pretty big dick, of everyone had some gigantic horse cock like Matt. That just wasn't normal. Zacky shook his head, reaching up and wiping the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand. One more point and Leah would win. She had to make this. "Come on Lee, you can do this! I'll take you out for ice cream after the game tonight," he bribed, smirking. They pretty much had it in the bag, especially once Matt took his shirt off. Aubree looked like she was about to call over with how distracted she was.

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Aubree groaned, taking the bottom of her shirt and wiping the sweat away. She needed to concentrate. She couldn't lose this. But honestly, once Matt took his shirt off and she saw his glistening, sweet costed body in the sunlight, it was over. Leah had won. "Goddamn," she breathed as she looked him over, never realizing how gorgeous he was before. She tore her eyes away, kicking the ball towards Leah, then right past her. It took a few minutes of tossing it back and forth before Aubree finally got it, taking it towards Zacky. Though when it finally came time to kick, Aubree got too excited and kicked wrong, making her fall to the ground and land awkwardly on her ankle, a sickening crack filling the air. She cried out in pain before getting up, knowing it'd heal in no time anyways. "You win, I give up," she said, falling back onto the ground. "Jesus, Matthew, couldn't you have kept your shirt on?" She frowned as she laid back, covering her face with her hands.

As soon as Matt took his shirt off, Leah knew she'd won the game. Aubree was so distracted it wasn't even funny. She winced a little when she heard the crunch of Aubree's ankle when she landed wrong, but Leah knew she would heal quickly. Aubree was a werewolf, that's what werewolves did. When Aubree called out that she gave up, Leah did a little jump in the air, grinning as she ran over to Zacky and wrapped her arms around his torso in a tight hug. "We won! We won!" she cheered. "Even if it was by default, we still fucking won. And you better have been serious about that ice cream. I'll be really sad if you go back on your promise." Leah moved away from Zacky, using the back of her hand to wipe the sweat off of her forehead. "Alright, I need go and chug a Gatorade or something, I feel like I'm going to die."

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Matt could see Aubree staring at him after he took his shirt off and he smirked slightly, almost not caring that he'd probably just completely distracted her. It was good that she was looking at him that way. But he did feel a little bad when she went to take her shot against Zacky and missed, and even worse when he heard her ankle crack. Even if it would heal quickly, it still hurt like hell. "Well sorry, I was hot," Matt said, grinning when Aubree scolded him for taking his shirt off. "You girls know how to give us a work out and I didn't want to get my shirt all sweaty." Matt grabbed his shirt, tossing it over his shirt before he went to help Aubree to her feet. When she was stable, he pulled her close, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "I would've much rather seen you take your shirt off, though," he said. "Maybe next time we can play shirts versus skins, and me and Zacky will be shirts."

Zacky made a face when he heard Aubree's ankle crack, shaking his head "damn," he mumbled with a sigh. He didn't realize that Leah had won until she was running up to him and giving him the tightest hug possible. He laughed and hugged her back, jumping up and down with her "I told you you'd win!" He said smirking wen she mentioned ice cream. "Of course I was serious about the ice cream, little Haner. Consider it a date after the game later," he told her with a wink before going inside to chug some water and get her a Gatorade. She pretty much didn't have a choice, he was making it a date since they were going to be alone when he took her out for ice cream. He was going to make sure of it. Hopefully her team lost so he could make it possible and Brian wouldn't end up wanting to get pizza.

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Aubree shook her head at Leah, a small smile on her face. Her sister was nuts. "Being hot isn't an excuse, Matt," she grumbled, letting him help her up. She could stand on her ankle just fine now, but she was probably going to have a lip for a few hours. Her eyes widened as she listened to what he whispered in her ear, swallowing the lump that formed in her throat. Aubree groaned, leaning up and running her tongue along his collar bone, licking up a few droplets of sweat. It was so salty, but it made her crave him. God, him sweaty made her want him so badly. She shook her head, letting out an almost animalistic growl as she pushed him away. "Dammit, Sanders," she growled, hobbling her way back inside. She hated how he had that effect on her and it was getting so much harder to control. She hoped Leah got that way with Zacky so she knew how she felt and she could really talk about it with her sister.

"Don't call me little Haner," Leah pouted. "I'm not a baby anymore." Leah wasn't quite sure how she felt about a date with Zacky, but she knew she didn't have much choice in the matter. Even if she and Zacky weren't actually mated yet, they probably would be, and not only was he the male, he was also a decent bit older than her, which meant she was instinctually inclined to do everything that Zacky wanted or told her to do. Leah hated that it had to be that way, but that was just how werewolves worked. She followed Zacky inside, going over to the fridge to get a Gatorade. She twisted off the cap and chugged a good bit of it, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She needed to rest before their actual soccer game later, so she took her Gatorade and went into the living room, taking a seat on the couch and grabbing the remote. She looked back over her shoulder when she heard the door opening again, seeing Aubree hobble back inside. "Matt, get Aubree an ice pack!" Leah exclaimed. "She's practically your mate and she's hurt. You're supposed to take care of her."

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Matt let out a soft breath when he felt Aubree's tongue on his collarbone. He why she was doing this, being so close to her birthday made her body want him badly. He chuckled when she pushed him away, tugging his shirt on before he followed after her. As they walked into the house, Matt heard Leah teasing him about taking care of Aubree, but he knew that he really should. It was in his blood to want to care for his mate, no matter how small the injury or how swiftly it would heal. He went to Brian's freezer and grabbed a bag of frozen peas, also grabbing a hand towel from the kitchen and carrying them over to Aubree. "Here," he said, handing them to her. "You should put this on your ankle and let it rest until your soccer game later." Matt took a seat next to Aubree on the couch, which meant there was no space for Zacky to sit next to Leah. "Hopefully you'll have a better goalie than me, though."

Zacky chuckled over at Leah, shaking his head. He grabbed himself a bottle of water before going into the living room, huffing when he saw there was no room left on the couch for him to sit so he couldn't be next to Leah. "Fuckers," he grumbled, flopping down in one of the recliners. He opened his bottle of water, downing pretty much half of the bottle before setting it aside. "They're going to have a goalie like me, totally badass and blocks all of the shots," he said, flexing his muscles with a cocky little smirk on his face. Zacky thought he was a damn good goalie out there but honestly there was better. If Matt hadn't taken his shirt off he wasn't sure if they would have won or not though. "I would also like to thank Matt's bare chest and Aubree's hormones for helping us win." Zacky laughed when Aubree threw a pillow at him, shaking his head. He couldn't wait until Leah reacted that way towards him. He wanted her to be craving him like Aubree craved Matt, to need him like he was air to breathe.

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Aubree sat down on the couch with her arms crossed, just not happinf with anything in general. She didn't want Matt's help. She was mad at him. She was mad that he made her want him when she didn't want him and she couldn't even have him for starters. She needed to get her shit together, seriously, one minute she was cuddling up to him and the next she was pushing him away and giving him the cold shoulder. "I want some Gatorade," she said, not looking at him. "I want my kind. The Strawberry Melon flavored." Aubree knew she didn't have any left which meant Matt was going to have to run to the store. If he refused to go she was going to give him a piece of her mind. About what she wasn't exactly sure yet but she would find something, there was no doubt. "I also want a candy bar. If you don't know what my favorite candy is than shame the shit on you, Matthew," she said, glaring over at him. Sometimes if was fun to just act this way towards him, simply bexshd she knew she couldn't do it for very long. If she did this after her birthday he would go all dominant male on her.

"But you didn't block all of the shots, you weirdo," Leah pointed out, taking a sip of her Gatorade. "Aubree scored on you twice." She giggled as she listened to Aubree start barking orders at Matt, who grumbled as he got to his feet. He was obviously going to have to go to the store to get the things that Aubree wanted. She also knew her sister was probably going to take advantage of being able to boss Matt around while she could, because once Aubree and Matt were mated and she bore his mark, she would instinctually be subservient to him. If Leah were like Aubree, she would do the same thing to Zacky, but she was already naturally subservient to everyone, it was just part of her personality. Which might be part of the reason that Zacky was so attracted to her as a mate. She was young and quiet and nonconfrontational, which would make for an easy life for whoever took her as their mate.

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"You're so needy," Matt grumbled, getting to his feet. He was tired and he wanted to relax, but he would run to the store for Aubree. It wasn't like she would be able to order him around for long. Once she turned eighteen and he took her as his mate, he wouldn't allow it. He was the male and she was his bitch, which sort of spoke for itself in terms of the roles they each would play. He would be the one giving the orders and Aubree would listen, whether she wanted to or not. Matt decided to take his car to the store, since he would be buying things and it was slightly annoying trying to carry plastic bags in his mouth while he was in his wolf form. He made a quick trip to the store, grabbing a few bottles of the Gatorade that Aubree said she wanted and a couple candy bars as well before he headed back to Brian's. "Here you go, your highness," Matt said, tossing the sack into Aubree's lap.

Zacky shrugged, not really caring. "Hey, I blocked them to the point it got us to win," he said as he pointed at her with wide eyes. Zacky took another sip of his water with a sigh, reclining back in his seat. He chuckled as he watched Aubree bossed Matt around, shaking his head. He was glad that Leah wasn't the type to back talk and boss someone around. For being twins the two girls were absolutely nothing alike. Zacky looked up as he heard someone coming down the stairs, nodding over at Brian as he sat over in the chair across from him. He looked rough for some reason, probably still recouperating from last night. Brian for some reason was taking much longer to heal than usual. It was beginning to worry Zacky a bit.

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Aubree smirked as she watched Matt leave, looking over at Leah. "I have him by the balls. He's gonna be my bitch," she snickered, wiggling her eyesbrows. When Matt came back in the house she smiled sweetly at him, grunting when he tossed the back in her lap. "Thanks a ton," she said, pulling a Gatorade and a candy bar out of the bag before putting it on the floor. "Candy bar?" She asked her sister, putting one in her lap before she began eating hers. She was so disappointed that in just a few short weeks it was going to be Matt who was going to be bossing her around. Aubree was determined to make sure that that wouldn't happen. She was going to keep a strong head on her shoulders and not give in.

"We only won because Aubree got all hormonal over Matt's bare chest and forfeited," Leah teased. "Fuck yeah I want a candy bar," she told her sister, picking the candy bar up from her lap. She opened it and took a bite, looking up when her dad came downstairs. He didn't seem to be recuperating the way he should, and that worried Leah. She glanced at Aubree before she got to her feet. "Are you hungry, Daddy?" she asked. "Do you want me to make you something to eat? "

Brian shook his head, shooting Leah a soft smile. "No, I'm fine, sweetheart," he said.

"Okay," Leah said. She sat back down next to Aubree and took another bite of her candy bar. She just needed to stop thinking about it, otherwise she would be distracted for her game later.

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Matt took his seat next to Aubree on the couch, stretching before he slipped his shoes off and propped his feet up on Brian's coffee table. He hoped Aubree enjoyed getting to boss him around while she could, because here in a month or so, that wouldn't be happening. It wasn't that Matt was going to order her around constantly, but he was the male. He was supposed to be in charge. When Brian came downstairs, it seemed like everyone else was worried about him. He was the main alpha, he should've been healed far before Matt and Zacky. So either his injuries were much worse than anyone thought or something was wrong and he needed to see the council. But Matt couldn't bring it up in front of Leah and Aubree, because it would only freak them out and they didn't need that right now.

Zacky stared at Brian for a few minutes before he finally decided to say something. He just didn't look good. Zacky wanted to know what was wrong and he definitely couldn't do that with the girls down here. "Why don't you two go upstairs and get some rest before your game later? You need it after that little match you just played," he said with a smirk. Once the girls had gotten up, Aubree giving him a glare of course, Zacky looked straight at Brian with a heavy sigh. He made sure the girls were out of ear shot before he talked. "Are you feeling okay? Maybe you should go to the pack doctor, maybe even the council. You should be completely healed by now and you're not," Zacky said, furrowing his brow. Brian just sort of waved him off, letting out a soft yawn.

"I'm fine, Zachary. Stop worrying, both of you. I'm just tired. I'll heal, if I don't I'll go to the doctor. I'm sure it's an easy fix," Brian said, just shrugging off his problem. Zacky didn't like that he wasn't very concerned about it.

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Aubree huffed when Zacky made her and Leah go upstairs, slowly getting up and grabbing her bag of stuff and following her sister upstairs, a slight limp in her step. Her ankle was definitely getting better, her limp wasn't as bad but it was there, and it was sore. "What do you think they're talking about now?" She asked, irritated that they never let them listen in on any sort of so called pack business. Aubree flopped down onto her stomach on Leah's bed, sighing heavily. "What are they going to do when we mate tubby and asshole down there and we get the right to be in pack meetings because we get the same rank they have? Just I don't know, something weird is going on," she said, burying her face in the mattress. She could tell something was wrong with her dad but she didn't want to think about it. She never wanted to think about the possibility of her father ever getting sick. She's never seen him sick, not even with a cold. It was just an odd thing to think about.