Being the Alpha seems to have affected him

"How on earth did you get so many scratches and cuts?"

"I told you already," James hissed as she applied the disinfectant to his back, "The girls' get a little rough when they play."

"If you ask me, they get a lot of rough," Elizabeth scolded, sighing as she finally finished applying the last piece of sticky bandage, "I mean, this is ridiculous!"

"Whatever," James sighed, getting up off the edge of the bath he had been sitting on in the surprisingly large bathroom and stretching, giving a slight hiss as the bandages pulled on his skin.

"Are you sure you're fine?" Elizabeth asked, resting a hand on his shoulder as the eighteen year old glanced back at her, "I still think you should go to the hospital and get your shots just in ca-AH!"

Elizabeth stared into the burning eyes, the anger seething in them terrifying her as James growled at her, pinning her arms above her head, "Are you saying that the girls' are unhealthy? That my girls' are sick? 'Cause if you are..."

"N-no!" she stuttered, shocked by the younger boy's sudden aggression, her heart racing as he stared into her eyes.

"Good," his voice changed slightly, becoming more slightly more sinister as he stepped forwards, pressing himself against her as he whispered in her ear, "Because I wouldn't want to have to hurt you..."

"What...what are you doing?!" Elizabeth gasped as James began to lick the side of her neck, his tongue like sandpaper as he trailed it over the sensitive skin, making the vet shiver, "P-please stop!"

"Now why would I do that?" James's voice changed again, becoming more and more like a growl as he pulled away, his brown eyes staring at her with feline slits, his mouth curled up to reveal long fang-like incisors, "When I'm having so much fun?"

Elizabeth gasped as she orgasmed, pressed back against the wall of the shower with one hand pressed firmly between her legs, the other clawing lightly into one of her C-cup breasts, making her moan as she pulled her fingers out of herself, her mind racing as she swore.

"What the hell was that?" she muttered as she rinsed her hands under the shower, "Why did I fantasize about HIM? I mean, he's like four years younger than I am!"

Shaking her head, she finished showering as quickly as she could, making sure not to let herself get distracted again, before getting changed and heading out to work.