Azura
“We shouldn’t have done that,” I say quietly.
He shouldn’t have done that.
“Yeah, but don’t go fucking taking it the wrong way. It was to shut you up,” he says, his voice sounding thicker as he looks away. It had gotten to him, too…
This is it, the moment to reject him. I look up at him, trying to force myself to say the words.
“I…”
Do it, Azura.
Leo frowns as he searches my face for something.
Reject him. Fuck, why is it so hard? It fucking hurts.
How had he had the strength to do so? And after marking me, too. He raises an eyebrow, waiting, but I can’t do it. His scent is overpowering me.
I am looking for an excuse… asking myself what I should do. When I thought of what I wanted in a mate, I always imagined someone who found me funny, someone who would be okay with me being crazy. The type to laugh at the shit I get up to. Not everyone finds their fated mate, and not everyone has it easy. But is rejection the answer, without even fighting for him? Am I just going to walk away?
Nikki, remember Nikki.
“I…”
“Yeah, I got the you part, what’s next?” He asks me in a husky voice. “What’s wrong? Are you so distracted you can’t even string two fucking words together?”
I frown, splaying my hands on his hard chest and shoving him back. The tingles of the bond ripple through us, and I think I hear his heart race.
“There’s nothing about you that distracts me. I just was thinking about something,” I scoff.
“Oh?”
“Aren’t you short on time? Let’s go.” He frowns as if suddenly remembering, and he turns away, taking out some keys from his pocket.
“Yeah, let’s go.”
He presses a button on his keys, and a sleek, matte black Mercedes Benz SUV’ lights flash. Damn, that is one sexy car…
“Wait, what do you mean let’s go? Aren’t you just showing me out? Or are you driving me to the pack border?”
“I’m dropping you wherever the fuck you want to go.”
My heart skips a beat. Three hours in the car with Leo? After that kiss? No. That is a bad idea.
But it’ll give you more time to reject him, or try to reject him…
No, just no.
“I can…” I trail off. It is safer… if Judah doesn’t see me leave, he won’t realise where I am.
“Get in,” he commands, watching me keenly as he pops open the trunk and takes my suitcase, which I had dropped on the ground at some point. Oh, fuck. His gaze flickers to my lips before he looks away, tossing the suitcase into the trunk and shutting it. “Are you getting in, or do you need me to get the fucking door for you?” He is composed once more, and I am trying my best not to savour how he had felt and tasted.
He’s Nikki’s.
I walk around to the passenger side and get in, admiring the luxurious, spacious interior.
Now, this is the perfect car to have sex in. Fuck, don’t think of sex right now.
Wait, did he and Nikki fuck in this car? Urgh, yup, probably. The thought of it stings, but I refuse to ponder on it. Right now, I feel like shit. Sure, as werewolves, if you meet and mark your mate, or fuck them, it is fine, as then any other relationship becomes meaningless, but Leo… he should have broken up with Nikki for it to be okay, but he didn’t, making me the side piece.
Reject him, Azura.
“Where to?” Leo asks as he starts the car up, and R&B music comes on.
“You might change your mind about dropping me off, but I’m going to Alejandro’s pack.” His hand tightens on the steering wheel, and my attention falls to the two rings he is wearing.
“Right,” he says coldly.
“You’re still taking me?” I ask, unable to hide my surprise.
“I already said I would. I don’t go back on my word.”
“But you can go back on your marking.” I am unable to stop myself. The jolt of pain in my chest is powerful. Our eyes meet, and I wish I knew what he is thinking. I look away first. I’m not going to act like I care.
“Yeah, well, shit happens.”
His words cut worse than a knife, and for some crazy reason, they hurt far worse than anything Judah has ever said. Is it because of the bond?
I turn my attention out the window and cross my legs, not wanting to look at him. He drives in silence, but from the corner of my eyes, I can see his tatted hand on the steering wheel. His knuckles are white.
The Sangue Pack has an underground road, one that runs for miles, and I can’t deny that it intrigues me. A secret tunnel is something very ideal in many scenarios. It takes us a good tenminutes before we are out in the open. The sun is low in the sky, and the trees cast shadows on the road.
I sigh heavily, hoping that I have the courage to tell Alejandro and Kiara my entire fucked up mess. If they can just get the images of the other three, I’ll be happy. I’m ready to take the fall if I have to. I need to confess to my crimes…. I kick off my shoes and place my feet on my seat, wrapping my arms around myself and resting my chin on my knees.
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