"Fine"She snarled under her breath getting to her feet and walking to the bathroom to shower. Taking her sweet time she washed through her chin length black hair, using her special shampoo that kept the electric blue streaks from fading or washing out. Knowing that she had little time left she picked up the pace washing her body rather quickly before rinsing off all the soap. Stepping from the shower she wrapped a towel around herself and walked back to her room, opening her closet and grabbing a tight denim mini skirt and a cut off navy blue tank top, as well as a matching set of green bra and panties. Pulling on the skirt she grinned to herself, it just barely cover her upper thighs, showing off her long shapely legs in all their smooth tan glory, and hugged her ass perfectly. Slipping on her top her grin grew, she had rather large breasts for her small size and the tank top barely covered them, she was hot, and she knew it. Pulling a brush through her hair she walked back to the bathroom and made sure that it was straight and not sticking out anywhere. Deciding she looked good she walked from her room plopping down on the couch and crossing her legs just as three wolves dashed into the clearing, the third and smallest carrying what was clearly a bag of clothes. Snatching a magazine off the end table beside her she flipped open to a random page and pretended to care about what was on it.
There was a curt knock on the door and her father was there in an instant opening it and welcoming the three men in. From her position on the couch Abby could see the door, and as usual the alpha was first through, he was a tall man, towering over her father at 6'6", and not all that bad looking for his age.He was well muscled and had a head of dark brown hair that hung just below his shoulders, with only a few grey hairs. He had dark blue eyes that always seemed to be swimming with grief, for he had lost his mate to a forest fire a few years before and never really gotten over it. Following him was Ethan, his moronic, cocky son.
Now Ethan was muscled like any werewolf was but he was different, his muscles were more compact giving him a small but dangerous appearance, He stood at around 5'9" and had short dirty blonde hair and large brown eyes that were alway looking at something with disgust or maybe it was superiority. The third through Abby didn't see because she snapped her magazine in front of her face as to avoid looking at Ethan. But it was too late to avoid him now, for he walked over sitting next to her and draping his arm over her shoulder. Growling under her breath she opened her mouth to speak but her father walking into the livingroom speaking before she could.
"Why don't you take Ethan to hang out in your room Abby so me and Alec can talk"He said his tone telling her not to argue.
"Of course father"She said getting her her feet and walking to her room, Ethan close behind her, shutting her door behind him and before she could react he had her back pinned to the bed, a hand over her mouth.
"You scream and I'll kill you" He snarled in her ear, his hot breath raising goosebumps over her body. Sliding his hand off her mouth he ran it down her body and up under her mini skirt, rubbing her panties gently with two fingers. A quiet moan escaped her lips before she snapped back to her senses, what was she doing? She hated this man. She quickly made sure her body was limp making him loosten his grip thinking he had won her over, but he didn't realize what a mistake that was.
