The next day Alex started her babysitting duties as Vanessa likes to call it. “It’s not babysitting,” Alex says for the thousandth time that day, since the Alpha had woken up she hadn’t stopped apologizing for the Beta having to babysit her. “Stop apologizing, I’m taking care of you because I want to.”

“Why?” 

Alex froze, “Why?” the beta repeated confused, and the alpha nodded. Alex stood dumbfounded…how was she supposed to answer that?

“Because I'm your mate? Because you feel obligated?” Vanessa offers, “You don't have to do this just because I'm your mate. I'm a grown-ass woman I can take care of myself,” the alpha huffs.

Alex laughs and Vanessa frowns, “I'm sorry. It's just for a ‘grown-ass woman’ You sure do pout a lot.”

“I do not pout!” Vanessa wines.

“Whatever you say, love,” Alex says trying to hold in a laugh as she saunters over to Vanessa, “I'm not here because I'm your mate. That fact may influence my instincts and hormones but not my choices,” Alex smiles, running her hand across Vanessa’s cheek.

“You called me love…” Vaness says smugly.

Alex laughs, “You like it?”

“I love it,” Vanessa smirks.

Alex laughs even harder, “You sure do like puns, huh?”

“Not as much as I like you,” Vanessa says, her smile melting away and allowing for a warm loving passionate look.

“Mmm, I'll have to take your word for it,” Alex whispers, “Do you need help getting changed?” Alex asks, walking towards the end of the bed.

“No…,” Vanessa trails off watching as Alex saunters towards the door.

“What do you want for breakfast?” Alex stops, standing in front of the door with the doorknob in hand.

“You.” Vanessa’s eyes go wide at her own words.

Alex smiles, her face turning red, “Something you can actually eat.”

“I can eat you-”

“Vanessa,” Alex interrupts, her words stern and serious but her face the complete opposite.

“Sorry…whatever you’re having.”

“So, how was it?” Alex jumps at the voice that greets her as she steps into the open kitchen.

“Shit! Meredith, you scared the crap out of me,” Alex sighs.

“Sorry, honey now get to the good stuff,” Meredith smiles almost jumping up and down.

“Good stuff?”

“Yeah! The sex!” Meredith smiled, she looked like she had just won the lottery.

“Sex?” Alex frowns.

“Yeah,” Meredith raises her eyebrows.

“She has a broken toe. She is in a cast.” Alex deadpans.

“So!” Meredith whines.

“So, no. We didn't do anything,” Alex smiles.

“But why!” Meredith cries.

“We only met a week ago!”

“And?! There are wolves who fuck the same day they met!” Meredith sighs.

“Yeah well, I'm not those wolves,” Alex crosses her arms.

Meredith huffs, “Fine. I'll just ask Ollie.” Meredith grumbles as she turns her attention back to making breakfast.