Thread: You Will Be My Mate (Dream and Zig)

Listening intently to what Jonta had to say about why she enjoyed the genre of horror movies so much, he couldnt help but smile. It amused him hearing her describe everything in such detailed and lengthy responses. Feeling a slight relation to the things she was talking about concering the horror movies he wondered how she would take it when he told her that he was in fact a werewolf. The way she thought honestly and hernestly about what she was going to say before she said it really struck him deep. Personally, Blaine was the type of person who acted upon impulse, but then again most werewolfs do. And being the Alpha meant that he had to be more alert and ready to defend those who were counting on him. But most of that was in the past, when they still lived out in the heart of isolated woods and in dark caves. That was no longer the life he wished to live, but some things, such as his brash acting, were hard to get rid of. She most certainly wasnt like any of the other female werewolfs in the pack, thats for sure. Something she said would make his ears perk though. Her 'tyrannical aunt' who had been her guardian in the past. Jonta only mentioned her for but a moment but that cut through his ears and registered into his brain faster than anything else she said. Anybody would be more attentive when their mate talked about their hardships, especially those in the past. Noticing her face become slightly red after her little rant he was unable to actually hold a soft chuckle. But he said nothing else of the subject as they entered the building. With the stairs narrowing as they moved up the winding staircase he remained close to her but fell in step behind her. He couldnt help but notice her long elegant and well toned legs. Actually losing himself for a short moment as he watched her long legs carry her from stair to stair and slowly climb higher and higher up the main stairwell. Finally when they came to a stop and she opened the door he peaked inside and shortly followed her into the room. Turning his head he burned the numbers '118' into his mind. Turning back to face the living room he looked in awe at how neat and tidy the room was. Due to the way he acted and the things he did Blaine's living quarters were never very organized or clean for that matter. Next thing to be noticed by his darting gaze was her large black lazy-boi. It was huge and looked as if it had been used more times than the sofa that sat nearby. Neck craning as he got a look at as much as he could his head shot back around and turned to face her when she spoke, almost as if he forgot she was there. Oh... Honsetly I am a little... If its not too much trouble to ask, do you have any meat? Packaged lunch meat is fine, anything will do. He responded to her, not thinking of the time either. Twelve thirty didnt seem that late to him compared to some nights when he just went without sleep. Taking a few quick strides over to the sofa he sat down and looked at the television and entertainment center than surrounded it. No doubt in his mind that she lived better than he did, but that was to be expected. Resting an arm on the back of the sofa he turned and looked at Jonta. So, what do you think? What movie do you want to watch? You said the space channel has a good selection?