P2: Bonus Ch. 7

***Marley is a brat..***

"Where the frick is my sweater?!" Isabella screamed while exiting her closet, glaring all over her room. Isabella took in a deep breath, trying to calm herself down but instead she caught the familiar scent that fueled her anger. "MARLEY RENAE HELL!!" Isabella went silent, listening and almost immediately heard Marleys' panicked feet rushing around. "Where are you?!" Isabella screamed while storming out of her room.

Marley was quickly rushing around her room, trying to hide the light pink sweater. Isabella bursted through the bedroom door with a growl. "MOM!" Marley screamed with pure fear while jumping over her bed as Isabella charged towards her. "MOM!"

"Where is it, you freaking brat!" Isabella yelled while trying to reach for Marley across the bed. "Get back here!"

Marley ran towards her bedroom door just in time for Trixie to waddle through it. "What the hell is going on?!"

"She's trying to kill me!" Marley exclaimed while hiding behind her mothers back.

"She took my sweater! The one Jay got me for my birthday last year!" Isabella cried out in frustration.

"Marley, give your sister her sweater back, right now." Trixie scowled while turning her head to look at her 12 year old daughter.

"No!" Marley argued back. "She's a bitch!"

"Marley Renae!" Trixie shouted with shock. "That is no language for a young lady!"

"Well it's true!" Marley defended.

Isabella rolled her eyes while folding her arms across her chest. "You took my sweater because I'm a bit-"

"Isabella Marie!" Trixie cut her off.

"You're always mean to me!" Marley sniffled. "You're supposed to be my big sister, not a bully!" Marleys eyes slowly turned sad while lowering her gaze to the floor.

"Mar.." Isabellas' angered state slowly diminished. "I am your big sister, it's my job to be mean to you. It's also my job to protect you but mostly annoy you for the rest of your life. You and Jordin are my best friends. Just because I'm mean sometimes, doesn't mean I don't love you, you freaking brat!" Isabella explained.

"Liar.." Marley mumbled into Trixies' back.

Trixie let out a soft sigh. "Marley, you and Issy need to talk... and my hips hurt.."

Marley immediately let go of her mother with concern in her eyes. "Let me help you.."

Trixie waved her hand in the air, dismissing the idea. "I can make it to my room just fine." Trixie smiled at the two while rubbing her round belly and waddling away.

Marley smiled nervously while eyeing Isabella. She nervously walked over to her dresser and gently pulled out Isabellas' sweater. "Sorry I took it.."

Isabella let out a heavy sigh while walking over to her and retrieving her sweater. "Such a brat." Isabella mumbled with a scowl. "I love you, shithead."

Marley grinned back. "I love you too, bitch."

Isabella smirked while rolling her eyes. "Do you know where Jordin is? I was hoping she'd curl my hair right now.."

"Geralt picked her up earlier." Marley shrugged. "She's so lucky to have found her mate early."

Isabella frowned while staring at the pink sweater. "Yeah.."

"So are you wearing your sweater for your birthday party tonight?" Marley questioned while sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Oh, no. I already have my dress picked out but I need it for now.." Isabella grinned nervously. "I'm going to surprise Jay."

Marley rolled her eyes while flopping back on the bed. "You're such a sucker for him."

"I love him, Mar." Isabella frowned at her.

"You'll forget all about him once you find your mate." Marley argued.

KJ had managed to keep his promise to Kane and to himself that he would wait until Isabellas' 18th birthday before claiming her. Isabella and a handful of others were completely oblivious that she was indeed mated to KJ. It was important for Isabella to have a normal teenage experience, whether or not she dated. Much to KJs' satisfaction, not a single male dared to step in Isabellas' direction, having all those male figures around in her life really did become useful. Plus not only did Vincent practically threaten the entire kingdoms male population when it came to his little sisters, her father Kane hovered over all three of them. Goliath protecting his girls fiercely.

Isabella scowled at the floor. "I'll always love him. Regardless of who my mate is. I don't even want to find my mate. I'll choose Jay everytime." Little did Isabella know, she would indeed find her mate tonight.

Marley scoffed while sitting back up. "Well what are you wearing?"

Isabella waved for her to follow her and Marley did. Isabella shut her door and made sure it was locked before walking into the bathroom. Isabella walked out of the bathroom in a very small black dress made of lace. The waistband was made of a spandex material that hugged her waist perfectly while the skirt of the dress laid comfortably on her hips, reaching the very top of her thighs, putting them on full display. The top of the dress was a deep v-neck that wrapped around her neck, again hugging her breast perfectly while leaving her back completely exposed. It was a Marilyn Monroe inspired halter top/dress.

"Holy shit! You look so fucking hot!" Marley gasped. "This is way too sexy! If dad saw you leaving the house in this.. he'd go on a killing spree!"

"Dad is in a meeting at the pack house with Alpha Hardin and Vinny.." Isabella grinned while sitting in front of her vanity. "I was wanting Jordin to curl my hair cause she's amazing at it."

"Hell no.." Marley rushed to her side. "With this type of dress.. Your hair should be in a pony tail with some loose strands. Leaving your neck and shoulders completely exposed.. much sexier." Marley mumbled away while she started pulling Isabellas' hair up and getting to work. "Why curl it anyways? KJ has mentioned a thousand times how much he loves your natural curls."

Isabella blushed while her younger sister worked her magic. "You're 12.. you shouldn't know what looks sexy and what doesn't."

Marley rolled her eyes while pulling a few curls loose to lay lazily against Isabellas' shoulders. "I watch TV and have a phone, Issy. I see things."

Isabella just nodded her head. "Fair enough.. and thank you.."

"It's what sisters are for." Marley smiled and placed a quick kiss on her sisters cheek. "Now.." Marley spun Isabella around and reached for her makeup.

"Jay doesn't like it when I wear makeup!" Isabella went to stop her but Marley swatted her hand away.

"Trust me.. he's going to get a hard on from just looking at you." Marley snickered.

"Marley!" Isabella exclaimed.

"It'll just be eyeshadow and some lip gloss, I promise." Marley begged. "You'll be irresistible."

Isabella just blushed while letting Marley have her way. It only took about ten minutes for Marley to work her magic once more before spinning Isabella back around to look into the mirror.

"Wow.." Isabella whispered while staring at the black smokey eyeshadow and shiny clear lip gloss that smells like cherries and the sweet-tart candies.

"Wow is right." Marley grinned. "I should see if Lake would hire me as a makeup stylist at her salon. I'm too good." Marley spoke confidently, stroking her own ego. "Now go get your man!" Marley ushered her older sister to the door.

"I need shoes!" Isabella squealed. "And my sweater!"

"No sweater!" Marley rushed to the closet and came back with some black strappy heels. "Wear these! Now go before dad or well any of the guys show up!"

Isabella didn't waste a second before darting out the door after putting on her heels.

Isabella successfully made it to the hallway that had KJs office without any of her overbearing male family members running into her. She did run into the male guards and few warriors. Of course they checked her out but fear quickly overtook the lust filled stares. No one dared make a pass at the King of Hells daughters.

"We got this." Isabella whispered to herself as she made her way towards his office.

*We look so hot.* Marie, Isabellas' demon, spoke up for the first time throughout this. *We most definitely got this.. got him!*

Isabella grinned while reaching for the handle to KJs office door. She's never once knocked before entering his office or home and she wasn't going to start now.

Isabella walked into the office and immediately stopped in her tracks, her eyes quickly landing on the blonde bimbo sitting across from KJs desk. Isabella turned her annoyed gaze towards KJ, whose eyes were roaming up and down her body, obviously focusing on her thighs and breast a bit longer than usual.

KJs' jaw ticked while he checked out his mates outfit of choice. "*Bella..*" KJs' deep and velvety voice rang out, his eyes snapping up towards hers.

"Who the hell is this?" Isabella pouted while pointing at Ms. Bimbo.