Undone: A New Adult College Bad Boy Romance (Mature Young Adult Fun Contemporary Romance)

by Alli Sims

  As we headed into the living room everyone stared at us. A smirk spread across Christine’s face.

  “Hello. We brought home dinner.” She held up two boxes of pizza and a plastic bag.

  My stomach grumbled. Nate snorted as he glanced at me, a smirk spread across his face. Clearly he thought the hunger was his doing.

  I made my way over to the couch and sat down beside Christine. She handed me a box of pizza and handed the other off Jack.

  Nate sat down beside me, a grin across his face as I took three slices of pizza, balanced them on my somewhat clean jeans and passed the box over to him. Hey, when you’re used to eating living flesh off the dirty ground somehow clean jeans work just fine! Anyway I was so hungry it didn’t matter. I gobbled down the three slices in no time. Christine offered me a box of breadsticks and one with wings. I took a couple wings but no bread sticks and instead went of another slice of pizza.

  “Was he that rough with you?” Jesse asked with a smirk.

  I froze. A blush touched my cheeks but I was quick to reply. “What? You need something to think about? Or you’re jealous?” I raised an eyebrow.

  He laughed softly but didn’t answer. I glanced at Nate who sat grinning beside me. He reached out and touched my hand, squeezing gently. I sighed closing my eyes. I can’t believe it hasn’t even been a day. I bit my lip.

  I should be in the bedroom sulking, ignoring everyone. Not out here having pizza and making jokes with them. But I feel at home. That’s good, isn’t it? It was supposed to be, but maybe it was all moving too fast.

  “Nikki is coming over tomorrow.” Jesse said after looking down at his phone. He glanced at Nate, then me and back to Nate.

  I didn’t need to be a mind reader to know that there was something about Nate and Nikki. I turned to him feeling jealousy tug at me.

  “Who’s Nikki?” I raised an eyebrow.

  “No one.” He said quickly, squeezing my hand in some attempt to make the point that she was no one. I raised an eyebrow.

  “Really?”

  “Really.”

  I turned to Christine. I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do, but I also knew I had power over her just because of who was holding my hand.

  “Christine, who is Nikki?” I tried to give her a sympathetic smile and phrase my question in a way that she could beat around but still give me a little info.

  “She’s…” Christine paused. She didn’t seem to mind that I’d pretty much thrown her under the buss. She picked her words carefully. “Nikki is another wolf, she’s from the next area over, her pack is pretty small and I think her dad has been trying to warm Nate up to her for a while now.” She paused glancing at Nate. I did too.

  He didn’t look angry, more embarrassed than anything else.

  I gave him a smile and then turned my attention back to Christine.

  “I see.” It was my way of letting her know she’d told me enough and didn’t need to tell me anymore.

  “Anytime.” Her eyes sparkled. “I don’t like the bitch anyway.” And with that she turned her attention back to her food.

  I looked around the room No one looked pleased at the idea that she was coming over. And I have to admit that made me feel a little happy knowing that they hadn’t been rooting for her.

  Still, I hated the idea that he’d been checking out other potentials for his mate. My brow furrowed trying not to let it get to me, but knowing it still did.

  Chapter 4

  The next morning I rolled out of bed before Nate could pull me back in. He grinned. “You’ve got a cute butt.”

  I glanced at the clock and groaned. 10:00. That’s what I get for being up until 4:00 in the morning having sex. I smiled just thinking about it. Although, I wasn’t too sure I’d be feeling great today, if you know what I mean.

  It had been five times last night. Five wonderful times.

  “What do you say you come back to bed.” Nate raised an eyebrow.

  “No. I’ve got to get dressed. Anyways it’s probably best if we’re not fucking when Nikki gets here.”

  He stared at me for a couple seconds. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. “You’re mad at me for that.”

  Of course I was. “I get it.” And that was the truth. I did get it.

  “No you don’t.”

  I turned away from him as I made my way over to the suitcase. It almost felt silly to keep it out and not just pack my shit into a dresser, but on the other hand I wasn’t sure I was ready to admit I felt at home enough to do that. So I just pulled out a pair of jeans, the pair that made my ass look the best, and a tank top. I picked my simple black lace bra, not wanting Nate to think I was trying to look too hot knowing that Nikki was coming over, but I did want to make sure I looked better than her.

  Bitch. The wolf said. I should kill her. I should show her who is dominant. The wolf wanted to, but I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do. It wasn’t the mature thing to do. I needed to let my human side win out and just be mature. I needed to prove it wasn’t a big deal if he’d checked out another girl.

  “It wasn’t something I ever wanted. But her father… he was hoping I’d be of use to the pack, you have to understand her father’s getting old. He’s a traditional alpha, he doesn’t believe in females being alpha.”

  I scowled. I couldn’t believe how common it was for old wrinkly men to think a female shouldn’t be alpha when in reality a lot of actual wolf packs had female alphas. I pulled my clothes on and grabbed my makeup bag. I didn’t feel like putting much makeup on but I did go for lipstick and some eyeliner.

  I grinned as I turned to face Nate. “What do you think?”

  “Your ass looks really good in those.”

  I laughed as my cheeks flushed. The wolf loved the compliment more than I did. My head snapped towards the window as I heard the crunch of gravel.

  “That must be Nikki.” Nate pushed himself to his feet. “Are you coming?”

  “I’ll be right there.” I didn’t want to admit why I was staying in the bedroom for a couple minutes so I was thankful when Nate didn’t ask. Maybe he knew, maybe he just thought I needed to pee or something. Either way he left me alone to myself.

  It wasn’t until he’d closed the door behind himself that I made my way towards the window. I tried to stay out of her line of sight, or at least not make it obvious what I was doing as I glanced out the window to get a good look at her. Long brown hair, high heels and skinny jeans that made her ass look better than mine. She strutted towards the house, a Gucci bag in her hand and a friend at her side. The look on her face told me she’d come for a fight and nothing more.

  I took a deep breath and tried to relax myself. The wolf didn’t want to.

  She wants to fight! Let’s fight! Let me show her why Nate picked us. No. I fought with the wolf. We had to appeal to the human side of everyone. We had to show we were better than her.

  She came for a fight and I wouldn’t give it to her. When I looked down I realized my hands were shaking.

  My heart skipped a beat as I heard the door open.

  “Hi Christine.” Nikki sounded happy to see Christine. Had I misread Christine last night? Were they friends? Was Christine playing with me?

  “Hi Nikki.” Her voice sounded strained. Maybe she hadn’t misled me.

  Only one way to find out. Let’s get this done and over with, and if something goes wrong I’ll kill her. I promised the wolf she could have her chance if it came down to it, but no killing. That was not how my mother raised me.

  My shaky hands reached for the cold handle and I pulled the door open. I left it open encase she wanted to look around. I wanted her to see that I hadn’t taken the guest room.

  I forced a bit of a strut into my walk as I made my way down the hallway. As everyone came into view they fell silent. Dead silent. I didn’t make eye contact with anyone but Nate. A smile touched my lips as I made my way over to him and reached for his hand. He pulled away and wrapped his arm over my shoulder.

&n
bsp; “Nikki, have you met Becky?”

  Nikki and Becky. How cute. I forced a smile over my face, as hard as that was, and reached out to shake her hand. “It’s nice to-”

  “This is what you picked?” She cut me off raising her eyebrows. “I thought you could have done better.”

  “Trust me,” I spoke before Nate could. “He couldn’t.” I smirked letting her think whatever she wanted. Maybe she thought I meant in bed, maybe she thought I was that full of myself; hell maybe she thought I was special in some way. I didn’t care. All I cared about was the fact that she was staring at me speechless.

  She still hadn’t shaken my hand so I pulled it away from her and went back to standing beside Nate. “Was there a reason you stopped by?” Nate asked.

  “Yes.” Her eyes didn’t move away from me.

  My heart flipped realizing what she meant.

  Nate and I still hadn’t married. We, we hadn’t sworn ourselves to each other, that meant there was still room for someone to step forward and challenge. Nikki wanted to be the one to do that.

  I cracked my neck letting out a deep sigh I was hoping she would take for annoyance.

  “Nikki.” Nate spoke in a low voice. “I-”

  “Let’s get it over and done with.” I said cutting him off. I mean really, what choice did I have? I was the alpha female here and I needed to establish that. The wolf wanted to show she was strong. She needed to show she wouldn’t back down.

  There were some things the human side of me needed to deal with, and somethings I had to let the wolf take care of, otherwise my wolf would go mad.

  Before anyone could say another word I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. Most people might think twice before doing that in front of a group of people, but honestly when you’re raised around it you learn pretty quickly not to worry about it. My pants came off next, falling to my ankles as she slipped out of her shoes.

  “At least you’re not going to make Nate fight your battles for you.” She smirked.

  “Why? Is that what you planned to do?” Okay, I’m not the best at trash talking but at least I thought of a comeback. My bra and panties slipped off me quickly as the change started to take place. She was still in the process of taking her clothes off by the time I was in full wolf form. I sat down in front of Nate and stared at her. She didn’t break eye contact as she changed.

  Chapter 5

  We circled each other for a couple of seconds. She waited to see if I was going to make the first move and I wanted to see if she would.

  She wouldn’t so I did.

  My wolf lunged towards her. She dodged jumping at me. I yelped as her teeth touched my hind leg. I spun to face her snapping. Blood trickled from my mouth. I’d nipped her ear.

  She growled.

  I lunged for her again. She dodged me again but wasn’t quite quick enough. My teeth sank into her leg and didn’t let go. Our eyes locked.

  I didn’t want to kill her. I didn’t want to waste my time on this.

  I did something I never should have done.

  I dropped her leg and jumped for her throat. My teeth dug in gently. Just enough to show her I could kill her if I wanted.

  She wined, letting me know she submitted. I pulled away, my eyes locked on her. She refused to look at me as she turned on her heel and ran out the door. I watched her every move until I couldn’t see her any longer.

  Then I shifted back.

  “Are you okay?” Nate grabbed my panties and bra; he held them out to me.

  “I’m fine.” I glanced down at the cut on my leg. Yea, I was going to be fine. It would heal in no time.

  “So, looks like you’re the top bitch now.” Christine smirked as I glanced at her. She held her hands in submission. “I have no desire to challenge you. I’m happy right where I am on the food chain.”

  ~

  By the time my parents finally came around to see us I actually felt at home here. I felt like this was my home. Not my parents, but mine and Nate’s. We’d been expecting them which meant that we avoided a make out session that whole day; something that had been very hard for me and the wolf in me. My dad pulled me into a hug and took a deep breath.

  “You smell… like part of the pack.” As my life changed, as I became the alpha female, as I become Nate’s, the smell was bound to change. “But you still smell like my daughter.” A smile spread across his lips.

  I wore the necklace my best friends had given me as a parting gift today, a sign that they would always be part of my pack.

  My mom pulled me into a hug. Her eyes already red from crying. “We miss you so much.”

  “Then come visit more often.” I tapped her on the shoulder lightly. “You’re always welcome here.”

  Nate didn’t object. We weren’t that kind of pack.

  The End

  Bearing Everything

  Stacey rolled over. Slowly, she smiled. There was no hustle and bustle of the city, no rush to grab her morning coffee then dart out of the door. Instead, she was snuggled beneath a heavy blanket in a tiny cabin tucked away from civilization.

  The cold, Michigan night was giving way to a muggy morning. Stretching, Stacey sat up in bed and looked around. The cabin was small; a narrow gas stove, a small twin bed with a nightstand, a little couch and tv were across from her in front of a dining table that only sat two. To the right, she knew there was a small bathroom with a shower stall. She sighed.

  Slipping out of bed, she pushed her feet into a pair of pink slippers. She padded over to the bathroom, turning on the shower to let it warm up. It felt good to finally be on vacation. Stacey had worked for her ad agency for six years without taking a single day off. Finally, she told her boss that she was taking a vacation. Matt had practically shooed her out of the door. He was always telling her to stop overworking herself anyway.

  Stacey turned on the coffee pot. Her outfit was already laid out for the day. Shorts, a pink tank top, hiking boots and her backpack. She wanted to explore nature, sit with it for a while. A smile on her face, she shed the long t-shirt she was wearing before she stepped into the small shower stall.

  The warm water hit her skin making her moan. Her fingers worked at a tense muscle in her neck. Her thoughts drifted, as they often did, to what it would be like to have a man massage her neck, or do anything for her. Stacey had been on her own for six years now, it felt impossible that she’d ever fall for someone again after the fiasco with her ex husband.

  That was just part of it though. Since the divorce, Stacey had put on weight as well. She’d never been thin, but now she was curvy all over. Round hips, a belly, thick thighs, voluptuous breasts and butt. She pinched a bit of her belly between her fingers and sighed.

  “I should really start dieting,” she mumbled.

  Stacey pushed the thought out of her head. There was more important things to think about right now. She finished washing up before she stepped out of the stall, wrapping herself in a thick, pink towel as she went. Her blonde hair was pulled up into a bun, small flyaways tickling the back of her neck.

  Once she was dressed, she poured herself a cup of coffee before depositing the rest of it into her thermos. She took her time drinking it, puttering around the house, glancing out of the steamy windows. Her earlier self doubt had disappeared again. Stacey was eager to get outside.

  She finished the cup of coffee before she made a couple of sandwiches. Wrapping them carefully, she slipped them into her backpack, but left one out to eat on her walk. Stepping outside her door, sighed.

  The air was clean, crisp. No smell of beat down cars and truck smoke. No cigarette smoke all around as she was stuck on the highway. There was nothing but fresh air and beautiful silence. Stacey picked up a large walking stick off of the porch. Opening her map, she traced where she wanted to go with her finger before she headed out.

  It was late summer, the leaves were on the verge of changing. Her boots crunched through a thin layer of them. The earth was soft beneath her feet, every f
ew feet she would sink or slide, catching herself before she went down. Stacey loved the challenge though.

  After an hour of walking, she found a wide lake. Tagging a nearby tree with one of her red marker ribbons, Stacey settled down on a boulder. She drank down some water and pulled out another sandwich as she watched the sun’s rays bounce off of the surface of the lake. It was comforting, almost enough to make her want to fall asleep.

  Stacey shook herself back awake. Packing up the leftovers of her food, she threw her backpack over her shoulders and headed out again. She was all set on following her planned path, when she heard something loud crash through the trees. Instantly, she stopped moving as her ears tried to pick up the sound again.

  When she heard another crash, Stacey ran towards it. She wasn’t sure what compelled her, but she couldn’t stop herself from finding out what had caused the noise. Maybe it was because the sudden sound had jarred her out of serene calmness, or maybe it was because she was naturally curious. Either way, she found herself shoving aside branches, jumping over logs as she approached the source of the sound.

  Stacey froze. Her breathing was heavy as she peered through a few trees into a clearing. There was a cave nearby. Something was shifting, moving inside of the entrance. Stacey peered closer, moving up bit by bit to get a better look. Holding her breath, she almost screamed when something came stumbling out of the entrance of the cave. Then she saw what it was.

  A man, naked, shivering, injured, lay on the ground. He’d stumbled out, looked around wildly, then collapsed into a heap on the leaf strewn ground. Stacey pushed her way through the bushes and trees before she kneeled at his side. Carefully, she pushed long, chestnut hair out of his face. The man’s eyes were closed, but he was breathing, even if the sound of his breathing held a jagged, pain filled quality to it.