“You don’t care, so why should I tell you?” I whisper breathlessly, trying not to focus on the heat radiating off his body.
“If you don’t tell me, it’s your fucking loss, but you’re right. I don’t care. I just want you gone from my life,” he says coldly. “Last chance. Who are you running from?” I close my eyes.
Do I tell him? No, I can’t tell him. Why though? Because I’m scared he won’t care? I know he won’t care… but… to hear it after I tell him my troubles. I don’t know if I can handle it.
“It’s… no one really… I can handle it.” He raises an eyebrow coldly.
“Fine, whatever the fuck you want -“
“Leo?” He clenches his jaw, his eyes blazing a steely blue.
“Fuck. Stay here and stay the fuck quiet. Eric will get you out ofhere the first chance he gets,” he warns, his eyes telling me not to mess with him right now. I nod, about to move away, but he doesn’t remove his hand.
“Leo!”
“Daddy’s in there!”
“Leo, you need to go,” I whisper, shoving him back and taking a deep breath. He frowns, looking at me.
“Are you certain you don’t want to tell me what is going on?” He asks one final time, rubbing his hand down his face.
“No. You don’t care, and I’m just a Westwood who you resent, remember?” I’m not able to stop myself, the words escaping before I can stop them.
The one question that burns within me is if he found out about this child, would he hate it, too?
He looks at me, his gaze cold.
“I guess that’s a no,” he says quietly, turning and walking to the door. He pauses, looking over his shoulder at me, and jerks his head towards the bedroom. Is this the last I’ll see of him? I quickly move away, my heart thumping as I slip in. I hear the door open, listening quietly.
“Son. I missed you.” Marcel’s voice comes.
“Why are you back early?” Leo’s cold reply follows.
“Why? Because I decided to. Raj actually told me some interesting news. He said we had an outsider welcomed into our pack by your selflessness and was staying as a guest. I just wanted to know who it was.”
“That is none of your business. So you came home to check up on me? I am not a child.” Leo’s voice is cold and dangerous, but I have a feeling he’s holding back. His voice drips poison. He’s trying to rein it in, but what worries me is what Marcel just said. Did Raj tell him anything else about me? I hope not.
“It’s Azura! That’s her room!” Corrado exclaims, making me close my eyes.
“Azura?” Marcel asks, his voice sharp. “Who is she?”
“Does it fucking matter?” Leo growls.
“Babe, why aren’t you dressed yet?” Nikki’s voice comes. “Alpha Marcel, welcome home.”
“Thank you, Nikki. Now, tell me, do you know anything about this Azura?”
“It’s none of anyone’s business. Let’s go downstairs,” Leo cuts in.
“Leo, it’s only your Dad,” Nikki murmurs.
“Azura!” Corrado calls. “My grandad is here! Daddy, let me go in!”
What do I do? Fuck, what do I do? Shall I shift and stay in wolf form? No, don’t be stupid, Azura, you can’t do that.
“Leo, who is in that room?”
“Babe, I’m sure Azura won’t mind meeting the Alpha.” Nikki’s voice comes.
“Azura!” I hear Corrado, and his voice is close.
I take a deep breath, knowing Leo is going to be pissed, but I have no other option than to step out of my bedroom just as Corrado comes to a stop in front of the bedroom door.
“Hey, kiddo.” I smile.
I look up to see Marcel, Nikki, and Leo enter. Leo is frowning deeply whilst Nikki is looking me over. Then I remember I am just in pants and my bra. Well, hey, I wear this look often enough. Deal with it, girl.
“Azura?” Marcel looks shocked and confused.
Well, I think it is time I divert the topic away from why I am here, and so, plastering a huge smile on my face, I give him a big wink.
“Yup. None other than the Westwood Devil herself.”
An Outsider
Azura
And with those words, I walk over to him confidently and give him a big bear hug, praying that this works. I feel Leo’s aura rolling off him in waves, but just when I think he is going to slit my throat in anger, Marcel lets out a hearty laugh.
“It’s a true honour! I need to hear what is going on, but how about I let you finish getting dressed…” he trails off as his eyes fall on my mark, frowning deeply. “I didn’t know you are mated?”
“Oh, I am. Kinda.” I wink.
“Azura is really cool, but she can’t cook,” Corrado adds helpfully. I pout as I look at Mini-Leo. Did he really need to add that part?
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