Sophie
"Uhm... Roxana can I have my hand back?" Sophie calmly asked Roxana.
Instead of a response she was pushed to the side and her back collided with Dean's chest. She looked up and smiled, but quickly turned it into a frown. Both Kell and Dean still had their weapons out, ready to kill the poor injured man where he stood.
She understood where they were coming from, but the poor guy looked like he could barely lift a finger.
Facing the guys, she grabbed them by their hands and pulled them out into the main room. Sophie pointed to two bean bag chairs.
The guys looked at each other, smirked, then shook their heads.
"Sit down." Sophie said.
She earned another head shake from the both of them; she had enough of this. Tip toeing she pressed her nail in each of their ear lobes making them squirm.
Kell hissed in pain; while Dean bent down to lessen the pain.
What a bunch of babies. How is Kell scared of a little bit of rubbing alcohol? Yet when he got stabbed in the shoulder he didn't even flinch; instead he laughed. And when Dean was in Cujo mode, he didn't squirm when a bullet grazed his side and is now on his knees right now begging for her to let go.
They are so confusing sometimes.
Releasing them, they all but dove for the chairs, making Sophie laugh.
Sobering up, Sophie put on her serious face and stared down at them. "You guys need to chill out. That guy in there is Roxy's mate-"
"How do you know?" Dean asked cupping his injured ear.
They obviously didn't see how the guy looked up at Roxana; his eyes no longer were in pain but softened at the sight of her. It was so romantic.
And even though Roxana was about to rip her hand off when she shined the flashlight in her mate's eyes causing him to groan it was nice to see her protect her mate.
God knows how she did what she did when Roxana kissed Dean on the cheek, but she knew where Roxana was coming from.
You protect what's yours.
"You guys are so slow! Didn't you see the way Roxana was looking at him?" Sophie said placing her hands on her hips.
Kell scoffed, while Dean crossed his bulky arms over his chest making him look all the more sexy. She definitely couldn't wait to get him alone... Nope, nope, she can't think like this right now.
"Listen woman, we don't know who that is and it doesn't matter if he's Roxana's mate. He's a Shifter and a threat." Kell huffed.
Sophie's eyes narrowed into slits. "Usted no me acaba de llamar me mujer... [You did not just call me woman]"
Dean winced and gave Kell a sympathetic look.
Marching up to the six foot whatever brute, Sophie looked down at him and poked Kell on the center of his forehead. "Don't you dare call me woman, you man."
"Oh yeah... and what are you going to do about it Sophie dear?" Kell said covering his forehead with his hand, from getting poked.
"You... You..." Sophie muttered.
Kell chuckled. "You what? What are you going to do?"
Her blood boiled. It was time to take matters into her hands and hurt him where it counts. "No more cookies... and I'm not cooking anymore. It's too bad because I was going to treat you guys to something special. Humph."
Kell froze and threw himself on the floor and clasped his hands together. "I'm so, so, so, so, so, so, so sorry. I'm a stupid idiot. I was just being protective. Right, Dean?"
"What? You didn't keep your fucking mouth shut, you idiot. I'm on her side. I'm not about to starve for you." Dean said anxiously.
Hm. She has a smart mate. For that they were forgiven. But she was still pissed at the both of them.
"Fine." Sophie walked away and went to explore. Dean tagged along, while Kell flopped back on to the beanbag chair and breathed out a sigh of relief.
***
Dean
Damn, even when Sophie was mad, she looked sexy and hot as hell.
How can a woman be mad and sexy at the same time; he didn't have on fucking clue, but Sophie made it possible.
His beast growled in agreement.
He ran to the direction where she wandered off to and lost sight of her; but the best part of being a Shifter and her mate was that he could follow her scent; her amazing sweet pea scent.
Following her scent, it led to his gym. She was walking around; touching his weapons and poking random things, like the dummy he used as a punching bag. For some reason he liked that Sophie was walking around the place, trying to get familiar with everything, it made him all warm and fuzzy.
What the fuck was happening to him? He was turning into such a peach.
First he was calling her cute and adorable and now he was feeling shit like 'warm and fuzzy' emotions.
And for some reason he was ok with that, because it was Sophie. His Sophie. His mate.
But now that he sees her here, Dean felt kind of bad that he took her out of her normal world and exposed her to his. This world was too brutal and cruel for someone as sweet as Sophie.
She was tiny, vulnerable and human. But if she did accept him as his mate and he turns her, she'll be immortal like him, but he will forever have the guilt of pulling her out of her normal life in the back of his mind.
"Are you just going to stare at me like a creep?" Sophie's voice snapped him back to the present.
Smiling, he walked to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, then placed his face in her hair, loving how soft it was; how good it felt tickling his face.