Would You Hold It Against Me?

Night came quickly as pepole in our main house rummaged around, hurrying to get ready for the celebration of my parents life. I could feel the excitement and sorrow coursing through the house and it made me happy to know that everyone was mourning for my brother and I. I sighed and got dressed quickly, tucking my bangs back into the tuque I wore, leaving the rest of my hair to hang, framing the sides of my face. I ran my hands down the side of my pants and adjusted the black "Teenage Dirtbag" sweater so a small part of my hips were showing, revealing part of the tattoo that complimented my body well.

I heard a knock at my door, and I grunted, letting the person know that they were allowed to enter. My brother entered the room, he wore a pair of black pants, and a black muscle shirt, showing off his large biceps.

"Everyone else is ready." He said, eyes running over my body.

It was a wolf thing, no matter who you were, intimacy was a great way to show someone respect, even if you were family. We weren't into incest or anything, just being close, body to body with someone meant that you trusted the person. This sort of thing was strictly pack members though, a wolf would never be so intimate with another human. We never interacted with the humans unless we had to. Humans were weak beings; part of the reason we were at war.

My brother extended his hand to me, and I gladly took it with a small smile on my face. I bowed my head and came closer to him, kissing his shoulder as a sign of upmost respect. He smiled and led me out of my bedroom. I could smell the excitement of the pack, waiting eagerly down stairs for our arrival. Celebrations were one of the things they enjoyed the most, being able to celebrate life was one of our best assets. Unlike humans, we would rather not mope around and be sad and cry about someones death. We found that to be disrespectful to the life they lived.

As we descended the stairs, foreign scents filled my nostrils and I looked up at my brother for an answer.

"A couple pack Alpha's and their mates have arrived to celebrate with us. Do not worry." He assured me, kissing the top of my head as we enetered he living room.

The room became completely silent as I scanned the room of beautiful people, smiling at them all. My brother released me and moved to the center of the room, his head held high with the pride an alpha should have.

"My fellow pack, and visitors who've come to pay their respects, tonight, we celebrate the life of John and Julie, previous pack Alpha and Beta." He sucked in a heavy breath. "Tonight, the only rules we follow is have fun. It's not a night of mourning and sadness, it's a night of love and respect. Enjoy yourselves, and try not to get into trouble." He chuckled.

Everyone cheered, and I crossed my arms over my chest and smiled, twirling my fingers in my pinstraight hair as my brother came back to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. Music was turned to as loud as it could go. Bodys crushed together in a heap of heat and passion as they began to dance.

"Hey!" A man, unknown to me shouted, coming up to us. He bowed his head in respect and grinned down at both of us.

His height suprised me, I've never met anyone taller then my brother before. "Hello Alpha Vladria." My brother greeted, a grin appearing on his face.

"How have you been!" He said, completely ignoring me for the moment.

Alphas didn't have to have a conversation with lower ranked wolves. They usually only had time to converse with other alphas at parties like this.

"Good, do you remember my sister? She is to be our new Beta." My brother said pridefully.

I blinked and looked up at him, my eyes wide, brows furrowing in confusion. The alpha craned his neck and stared down at me, his hazel eyes captivating me.

"Well the, excuse my rudeness, little pup." He smiled flirtatiously.

"It's fine." I assured him, trying my best not to hit my idiot brother for not telling me before.

"Good," he smirked, glancing towards the dance floor. He extended his giant palm to me and bowed, "would you care to dance?"

I scoffed at his silliness and took his hand without another word. He gently tugged me away from my brother who just smiled and let it happen. As we came on to the living room made into a dance floor, wolves seperated so we could have a space to dance with them. The alpha dancing with me place his hands on my hips and pulled me closer to him, squishing our bodies together. I was reluctant but made no fuss about it. He was an alpha, I was not.

"What is your name, little pup?" He asked, lips brushing against my ear lobe as our bodies rocked in sync to the rhythm of the song blaring.

"Cana. And yours?" I asked softly, knowing he could hear me.

"My name is Liam, its a pleasure to meet you." He replied, closing his gorgeous hazel eyes as he rested him chin on top of my head as a rest.

"Liam is a nice name." I murmured, wrapping my arms around him.

They didn't touch at the center of his back since he was so broad and muscular, but I left it as it was. He seemed to be enjoying himself and who was I to ruin that for him?

We danced for what seemed like an eternity until he led me off the dancefloor in silence. He dragged me down an almost full hallway and without warning, shoved me aggressivly into one of our spare rooms.

"I can't control it anymore," he growled huskily, causing me to blink. I could sense his arousal, which in turn, made me feel odd. I didnt know how to feel about it so I pushed it away.

"I dont mean to be rude, but I don't think-" and bam, his body flung into mine, knocking me to the ground midsentence. He knew what I was going to say, and he wasn't about to take no for an answer.

His lips touched mine, igniting a flame in the pit of my stomach that I tried to settle. with no luck, I gave into his seduction and kissed him back, my fingers trailing down his spine, feeling every bump on the way down.

I whimpered when he pulled away, almost breathless as he put his hands on my waist and pulled me out from under him so Iwas straddleing his waist with my legs wrapped around him. He placed soft gently kisses down my collar bone, whispering the nickname he gave me as he did it.

"Liam..." I whined hopelessly.

He was completely gone, stuck in the heat of whatever lust he felt towards me. In one swift motion, he pulled my shirt over my head, my body responding to his touch. With all the force I had, I lifted his head away from my chest and looked at him in the eyes, mine pleading for him to stop. I wasnt looking for a hook-up tonight, even if I did feel a great deal of want when I looked at him. My wolf just wanted to scratch to the surface to take control of the situation. She didnt want to stop, but I did and that was all that mattered.

"Please... I am not trying to be rude, I just, I just can't do this." I begged, trying to get him to listen.

His hazel eyes pierced mine, and he let out a loud frustrated growl and stood up, not caring that I had fallen back onto the floor. He didn't say anything as he stormed out of the room. I gulped and hoped I wouldnt be in trouble. Instead of going back to the living room, I picked up my sweater and retreated to my room for the rest of the night, deciding I had enough excitement for one night.