“I have some questions regarding that dead wolf,” he says, hooking the thumb of his free hand into his jeans as he smokes his cigarette. My stomach sinks. How did I think that would never come up?
“I was just… there’s nothing to say.”
What was I doing in the middle of nowhere…
“You weren’t alone. Care to share exactly who you were there with?”
“I don’t know who that wolf was. He came out of nowhere and attacked me,” I reply defensively, suddenly feeling as if I am being interrogated. Leo steps closer, his eyes on me as he blows out a string of smoke.
“You weren’t alone. There were others who vanished. So, let’s do this again. Who were you meeting out there? Because as far as I’m concerned, your parents think you are in Sweden. What are you running from?” My stomach sinks, but I look at him emotionlessly.
“You.”
His eyes flash, and he grabs hold of my hair, twisting his hand into my locks as he yanks me closer, tilting my head up. My breath hitches as his scent invades my senses.
“I know when I’m being lied to, little she-wolf, so don’t test me,” he growls.
My heart is thumping, and I hear his speed up slightly. Chest to chest, the bond between us sparks… an emotion I don’t want…a pull I don’t need… pain I don’t deserve… but the moment I feel his package brush my stomach, reality hits me with a slap. I place my hands on his chest and force him away.
“First of all, I don’t owe you any answers. Secondly, be a bit respectful to the woman in your life and stay the fuck away from me,” I say coldly. “Damn Rossi.”
I don’t wait for a reply. Pushing past him, I enter the apartment and lock the door. His eyes meet mine for a moment through the glass, glowing steely blue, before I pull the curtains shut and close my eyes.
I need to stay away from him, physically, at least. The moment he got in my personal space, it became hard… I will not let him play with my emotions.
I press my legs together, hating how he has fixed himself in my mind, the image of him in just those black jeans… even if I am never going to approach him, it is definitely okay to masturbate to him. Yup, I’ll assault him in my thoughts. I chuckle at the thought, dropping onto the bed and rolling onto my stomach, imagining Leo in hot pink boxers. I cackle at that image. Aww, he would look cute! No, wait, imagine those plush lips covered in hot pink lipstick. So cute!
I wish I could speak to Sky about this, she would have fun mocking him with me, but I can’t tell anyone anything. Especially not who my mate is.
I grab the tablet and open one of the two chat apps I use. I sign in and text Mama and the others, not wanting them to worry about me, before going to sleep…
The sound of someone knocking on the door wakes me, and I sit up.
“What time is it?”
Another knock. I drag myself out of bed and grab my discarded pants from the night before. I slip them on as I walk through to the main room and open the door.
Oh, it is a good thing I put some pants on. There stands Nikki, carrying some breakfast. The girl is fine. I don’t blame Leo for choosing her. Plus, those breasts are sexy. Some women are just blessed with cantaloupe melons, then there are some who have big honeydew melons, and then there is me with my mango-sized ones. Shame.
“Good morning. Did you sleep well?” She asks.
“Morning. Yes, I did, thank you.” I smile at her, ignoring the pang inside of me as the image of her kissing Leo returns. He’s hers.
“Great.” She saunters past me and places the bag on the kitchen counter. “I brought breakfast. You are welcome to cook if you want, but I know you have nothing for today.”
“I can’t cook, trust me, but thanks, and don’t worry about me. I’ll find something to eat, I always do. You guys got mice or rats running around here? I could just grab one of them.”
Her smile vanishes, and she looks disgusted. I guess my humour doesn’t go down well with her.
“Kidding,” I add.
“Oh, yeah, of course!” She tosses her hair back and shakes her head. “So, anyway, breakfast is here. You are free to roam around town, permission from Leo.” She emphasises his name, leaning on the counter.
“That’s nice of him,” I reply, opening the bag.
“Yeah, it’s not like Leo to even allow anyone from another pack here, especially if they aren’t mated to someone from our pack… so, how did you get into his good graces?”
Thanks to Selene’s weird humour, I guess?
“You should ask him, it’s a mystery to me, too. He isn’t very likeable, is he? I mean, apart from being handsome, he’s quitemean. Don’t tell him I said that! But if it helps, he let me come here because he knows my mate,” I say, placing my fingers on my neck as I give her a playful wink. It isn’t a lie.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. I forgot you’re mated,” she says, her gaze dipping to my neck, and she frowns.
“Is something worrying you?” I ask, taking out the sandwich. Ah, tuna crunch! Nice.
“I just, I don’t want to sound like I’m possessive or anything, but I’d appreciate it if you didn’t hang around my boyfriend in nothing but your underwear.” She purses her lips, looking at me defiantly. Last night… she must have seen Leo and me from one of the windows. I look at her and raise my eyebrow.
“Are you actually worried? Seriously, Leo hates my guts. Besides, I’m a little psycho and am not as sexy as you, my girl, so don’t worry. You’re the one Leo wants.” I place the best grin I can summon onto my face, despite the crushing pain inside of me.
Yeah, I don’t compare. She is sexy, polite, with no loose screws, and she is calm… Leo and I would just knock heads constantly. We are a match the goddess made whilst she was drunk on moon wine or something weird like that. Do they have wine up there? Hmm, I’m sure they probably do. Damn, she should stop working when she’s so damn drunk. Are you listening, Selene?
“Yeah, I guess it is just me being possessive.” She forces a smile. Guess she no longer likes me…
“He kind of intruded on my balcony. You need to whip his ass into behaving.” I shrug, biting into the sandwich. She lets out a laugh.
“Oh, I miss the days I was a careless teenager. You’ll grow up, and you’ll realise nothing is so easy,” she replies in her sweet tone. “Well, have fun.” Nice dig. She waves her fingers at me before she struts out, and I sigh.
“I will definitely have fun…”
That fucker. Damn Rossi.
Once I pull on some ripped denim skinnies, a black crossover halter top, and a pair of sneakers, I leave the apartment. I will go to the shops, get some groceries, order a sim card, grab a phone…
I walk through the streets, feeling so many eyes on me, but no one says anything until I am busy looking at a window display.
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