Big Not So Bad Wolf

Zacky's POV:

I follow Allie and her date. They end up at this castle. Who really needs a mansion that big? I live with three other guys and we don't even need that much space.

I race home as fast as my paws will take me. Reaching the house I whip the front door open as I shift.

"Where's the fire?" Johnny questions.

I ignore him. I take the stairs two at a time to make it up faster. The door to my room crashes into the wall making a hole. I'll fix that later.

My closet is already open. My hands reaches in. I know exactly what I want to wear.

Once I'm dressed I make my way back down stairs.

"Got a hot date or what?" Brian jokes.

"Or what." I yell dashing out the front door.

"Whoa." Matt comments.

I stop just shy of crashing into him. He gives me a look but doesn't say anything else. Climbing in my car I tell Matt I'll be back late.

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Allie's POV:

Elijah and I had just finished a dance when a man comes over. He's dressed in a plaid button down and black jeans. Elijah grabs a hold of my arm.

"I'm Zacky." He says holding out his hand to me.

I notice there are tattoos covering what I can see of his arms. I always take the time to admire others art. Whoever had done his tats was talented.

Shaking my head I realize I haven't said anything. I hold my hand out to him. I smile.

"Your eyes are really green. I mean I'm Allie. This is Elijah." I rush out our names so I don't look stupid.

Zacky stretches good hand to Elijah. Elijah doesn't take it. Elijah seems unhappy about Zacky's appearance.

"We're busy." His voice is venomous.

Elijah's eyes look murderous. He makes it point to snub give a sneer to Zacky. Zacky however doesn't seem to care about Elijah's dislike of him.

"I was just going to ask Allie to dance." Zacky says.

"You can't she's mine." Elijah tightens his grip around my arm.

Zacky steps closer to Elijah. His mouth pulls back revealing his teeth the same way an animal snarls. I step between them.

Each of my hands is on both of their chests. The last thing I wanted was for a fought to break out. They both seemed to have forgotten we're at a fancy dinner.

"There's no need to fight. Thank you for the offer Zacky but I'm all danced out. It was very nice to meet you."

I push Elijah away. My hand doesn't leave his chest until we're back at our table. He was lucky we weren't alone. Other wise I'd chew his ass out.

Who the hell did he think he is? He doesn't own me. Hell this is our first date. Maybe he isn't as great as I first thought.

Notes

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