Love and War - Britta Irene (electronic book reader .TXT) 📗

getting up. “Let’s go. We can go to the place that I went to with Blade.” I said. I grabbed his keys and his wallet, yes he was going to pay, and walked out of the front door.
“Kyla. Do you think maybe a shower and new clothes would be helpful?” he called down to me. I glanced down and saw that I was still in my pajamas. My hair was probably still a mess, so I looked like a hobo.
“Oh yeah.” I said. I took off to the bedroom, lugging my suitcase behind me. Notice that I did not give James his keys. Or wallet. Because I know that if I do, he will talk me out of this. And I want the whole world to see that he is mine. All mine. Mine mine mine.
I got out some purple skinny jeans and a ripped v neck shirt. I went into the bathroom, still with his keys and wallet, and locked the door. I washed and conditioned my hair, and then I washed my body. I got out and towel dried and put on some Dark Kiss lotion [from Bath and Body Works. Stuff smells amazing.] I washed my face and brushed my teeth then got dressed. I put on my black and purple vans then headed out of the bathroom.
In my room, I put my snakebites and did my makeup. There. I am ready.
I headed out towards the living room when I heard Blade’s voice. This is going to be a perfect time to freak him out. *grin evilly.*
Hey Blade. Have you seen where my bra is?

I asked him through the bond. I hope that he doesn’t know about it yet, or it won’t be as fun. I heard James stifle a laugh.
What the hell?! Kyla! How the hell are you in my head?

He said into my mind and out loud. I heard some more stifled laughs, so that told me that the others were there too.
Never mind that! I need my bra!!

I whined into his mind.
I don’t know! I don’t go… ah… looking through your stuff! So I wouldn’t know where your… bra was

. He said. Score one for Kyla, zero for Blade. He was so funny when he was nervous. I decided that then was the time to round the corner.
“But Blade!” I said out loud. Everyone looked to me confused except for James. He heard the whole conversation. “It was my favorite bra! And who else am I going to go to for help? You are my guardian!” I said putting my hands on my hips. His face was priceless.
“So, you asked me where you put your bra?” he asked. All the guys started laughing. When they quieted down, I replied.
“Yes. You are my guardian. Help meh!!” I yelled while stomping my foot two year old style.
“Fine. What does it look like?” he asked while groaning. I smiled.
“Purple with black lace edges. I remember where I put it. Will you go get it for me?” I asked while taking James’ hand and leading him towards the door.
“Fine. Where?” I asked. I smiled even wider.
“Victoria Secret!” I said, then before I shut the door “Bye guys! Going to get tattoos!” I yelled. I heard and eruption of laughter from the other side of the door. And behind me.
“You make me laugh babe.” James said while pulling me into his arms. We fit perfectly together. Like two puzzle pieces finally finding their match.
“I love you.” James told me.
“I love you too.” I said while pulling him into the elevator where we started making out. Then we headed hand in hand to the car. Then to the tattoo shop.

Chapter Seventeen.

So, we didn’t get a tattoo. James kind of hyperventilated. You think that a ‘bad boy’ like him wouldn’t mind a small tat. Well, James had another plan.
So, we drove right on past the tattoo shop. I guess Blade is the only one I can go to so I can get one. I still had fun with James though. He took me to lunch. It was so sweet. He pulled my chair out for me, didn’t order until I knew what I wanted, and escorted me to the bathroom when I had to go. I know. The last one was a little much, but he was so sweet and insistent that I could just tell him no. I think he invented the puppy dog face. Haha. Get it? Because he is a dog.
So he took me to lunch then he took me to a place that I was not expecting. His parent’s house. I knew that I would have to meet them sooner or later, being his mate and all, but I just wasn’t ready to meet them yet.
When we had pulled up into their driveway, I had no idea what James was thinking. It was not a house, but an estate we pulled into. At first I thought it was a museum. When I had asked him why he brought me to a museum, he laughed. He explained that it was his parents’ house and they have to have a big home in case the whole pack needed to stay.
He then explained how the one giant pack divided into several smaller packs. The reason being so they can cover more land with less people. There was one head alpha, James’ dad, then twelve other alphas. The twelve alphas became Betas when the entire pack was together. James’ brother, Alan, who I didn’t know existed, is next in line to be the head alpha. James is after him.
James was explaining all of this to me as we were getting out of the car and heading towards the door. Suddenly, the prettiest little girl I have ever seen came running towards James. She had the same blue eyes as him, but her hair was dirty blonde little ringlets. She had two dimples, on either side of her mouth. She was wearing a dress that only a little girl can pull off. On anybody else, it would look ridicules.
“Jamesy! Jamesy! I have missed you ssooo much!” she cried out. Her voice sounded like tiny bells ringing.
“Hey Cammy! Kyla, this is Camomile, my sister.” James said while twirling the little girl in his arms.
“No. you can’t call me Camomile. Call me Cammy. Okay?” she said with a serious look on her face. She had her little arms folded up in front of her chest trying to look stern. Little kids are so cute.
“Of course. I would only call you Camomile unless you told me to.” I told her, smiling widely. She dropped her arms and reached out for me. I pulled her from James’ grasp and she wrapped her little arms around my neck. She gave me a little kiss on the cheek.
“I really like you Kyla.” She told me, her big eyes smiling along with her mouth.
“I really like you too, Cammy.” I told her as I followed James up the steps. He kept smiling at the sight of us.
You will be a great mom. You guys are so cute.

I heard him say in my thoughts. Mom?!
Mom?! You never said anything about kids! I am just a kid myself!

I was kind of having a mental break down at the word ‘mom’ if you haven’t noticed.
Relax, my love. Not anytime soon. Neither of us is ready for that kind of responsibility. I am just talking about one day when we do have kids, you will be great at it. I didn’t mean to scare you Angel.

What he said soothed my nerves, and to make it even better, he turned around and enveloped me into his arms. I think we would have started a heavy make out session, but Cammy was still in my arms. And we were in the foyer, with his parents standing right there.
“James! What are you doing home? And why did you bring her?” his mom asked, sneering in my direction. What? I thought that they would love me? That obviously isn’t true when his mom is looking at me like a pile of dog’s crap.
“Ella! Can you not see? This girl is not one of… the other girls. She is his mate! Come in, come in!” a big man said excitedly. He looked like an older and bigger version of James, so this must be his dad.
Ella, his mom, was looking skeptically at us, her eyes going back and forth. Then she broke out into a smile. “Ooh dear! I am so sorry! Please forgive my rudeness!” she asked coming to me and pulling me into her dainty little arms. I was about an inch taller than she was, so that made it kind of an awkward hug. She looked up into my eyes. James may look like his dad everywhere else, but he had his mom’s eyes. The difference was hers rang with clarity, confidence, and authority.
“Of course I forgive you. If I were in your shoes, I would have said the same thing.” I told her honestly. I heard James mutter something under his breath, but I chose to ignore it.
“Oh! I like you already! Come! I must hear of how you two met!” she said. She took my hand and was leading me into a big living room with five couches, two love seats, and three recliners. She pushed me into a love seat and sat in the one across from me. James sat down beside me and his dad did the same beside his mother. I unconsciously moved closer to James, and he wrapped his arm around my waist. Ella had a huge grin on her face, staring at his arm around me.
“Please! Tell! I have to know!” she said while pushing her blonde bangs out of her face. Her eagerness reminded me of a teenager, but one look into her eyes reminded me of the wisdom that his there. I automatically felt at home.
“Well, I am his roommate-“I started to say but his dad cut in. I really need to learn his name.
“At an all boy’s school?’ he asked me. He had a look of disapproval on his face.
“Hush Damien!” Ella pushed his arm lightly. He looked at her and so much love flowed between them. It wasn’t the ‘I’m walking on sunshine’ kind of love, but the love that said ‘we have been through so much together’ and ‘I can’t bear to lose you when we have made it this far’. I hoped that one day James and I will look at each other like that. And I did learn his name. Damien.
Ella looked back to me. “As I was saying, I am his roommate. You see, I was playing Truth or Dare with my best friends and my twin, and they dared me to pretend to be a boy and my brother to be a girl.” I told them. Ella threw her head back and let out a laugh. Her laugh sounded