Chapter 9

"Why the fuck are you here?" He furiously mouthed the words at me. His light brown eyes were so dark now that they seemed black.

Rolling my eyes, I continued digging into my food, making sure to chew each morsel thoroughly. I could still feel his eyes drilling into me. If looks could kill, I would be six feet under now. A devious plan came to my mind and I smiled as the wheels in my mind began to turn. Let us see how he will ignore me now.

Taking a forkful of the pudding, I immediately began to hatch my plans. Looking at his face, I cut a piece of the sausage and stabbed it with the fork. And, without breaking eye contact... "A-ah," I let out a soft moan as I carefully transferred the sausage to my mouth.

The meal was really kicking in now. The flavor burst into my mouth as I chewed the bacon-wrapped sausage. His light-brown eyes flashed gold almost immediately, in response to my moans. He licked his lips as his eyes followed my throat as I swallowed, hungrily taking me in.

"What are you doing?" He whispered/mouthed. He has been ignoring me all day, so it is time he got the taste of his own medicine. I completely ignored him and focused on my food. I was beginning to feel the hunger pangs, so I had no time to play games again. I began to shove forkfuls of the delicious meal into my mouth like a possessed woman.

His eyes were still raining brimstone on me, but I refused to acknowledge him. I cast a quick glance at the lady beside him, and I must admit she is quite beautiful. I found myself comparing our differences. She seems taller than me, but I can't really tell since she was sitting down. Her breasts were bigger than mine, and they were obviously perky. I looked down at my chest in disappointment. At least what I lacked in the chest department, I made up for in the ass area.

I was so lost in my train of thoughts that I didn't notice that people had begun to file out of the dining room until I heard that coarse voice, belonging to Harry, say, "Alpha." I didn’t even notice that Richard had moved to where we were eating, with his lackey following closely behind.

"I would like a word with Isabelle," surprise, surprise. Now he wants to talk. He started walking into the hall, not even caring if I was behind him. I felt someone nudging me. Looking up, I noticed it was Harry. He was looking at me in amazement and puzzlement.

"How did the Alpha know you?" He started immediately after he was out of earshot. "I thought you just came here recently. I hope you are not in trouble."

I let out a small chuckle. What he doesn’t know won’t kill him. "No, it is no problem. He just probably wanted to check on the new member." I mean, I wasn’t lying. I wasn’t sure if Richard wanted me to reveal my status yet, but from his behavior, it seems like he doesn’t. So, it is better I just play it safe.

"Now, if you will excuse me, the Alpha needs me." Shifting my chair backwards, I stood up with little resistance, my stomach grumbling. I over ate the pudding, and now I'm feeling the consequences. I hurried after his retreating back, noticing that she was still on his tail. We were going the opposite direction of where I came from.

He was marching towards the flight of stairs in an unknown direction, but I still followed him until we got to the second floor. I looked around, taking in everything I was seeing. I haven’t been anywhere except my room, so it was my first time coming here.

We came to a stop at a brown wooden door. I looked around me, noticing that there wasn’t much movement on this floor. I suspect that this was the Alpha’s floor. But what was that red-haired bitch still doing here? I clenched my fist as I tried to calm my breathing. So, she even knows where he stays. I am sure she has been visiting him often.

I closed my eyes as I took a calming breath. No need to get angry now. He opened the door and gestured inside. "I would like to talk to Isabella in private."

She flushed, the red of her cheeks glowing. At least she has the decency to be ashamed. "Okay, Alpha. I will see you tomorrow." She took a bow, and took her leave graciously, the subtle scent of lavender following her.

A burning rage of jealousy besets me, and almost a hint of low self-esteem. I followed him quietly into the room, taking in the sight before me. His room wasn’t all that; it was simple with minimalistic features, but it was big. His room was painted in a light shade of brown and sparsely decorated. It was weird to say, but it kind of fit him. There were a few clothes scattered around on the bed... Wait a minute—did she sleep over?

I had no time to mull over the new line of thoughts because that angry voice interrupted me again. "What the fuck did you think you were doing?"

"I—"

"How did they expect the pack to react when I finally introduced you, when they had already seen you waltzing with men?"

Alright, he was really stepping on my toes. "Excuse me? I wasn’t waltzing with anyone. I was just lonely and tired of being cooped up all alone in that room. I wanted to explore where I would make my home."

The fire in his eyes began to dim gradually at my explanation. "Then why didn’t you tell me?"

I almost had the urge to roll my eyes, like he gave me the chance. "You left before I could say anything, and that was really hurtful." I was going to give him a piece of my mind. "I mean, this is a strange land with few people I know. Imagine how I must have felt waking up in a strange place."

I took in a big whiff of the air to steady myself, because even his scent couldn’t help me now. "And that wasn’t the worst one. You have barely called or texted since we found out that we were mates. You promised to pick me up from the airport, and I was looking forward to it. Only for me to learn that it was a pack member that would be picking me up and you didn’t even have the decency to tell me beforehand."

My fists were clenched so tightly that my nails were digging into my thumb. I was more hurt than I had let on initially, and listing them just got me angrier. I pressed my hands to my temples, massaging them. A wave of relief washed over me, albeit very little, but I was still relieved that I was able to pour out everything that was bothering me.

I raised my eyes to look at him, my 5’8 frame looking small compared to his 6’3. I purposely avoided looking at his face while I was ranting because it would have distracted me. But looking at it now, he looks flustered, his ears turning red to match the shade of his cheeks. His hands gripped his ears in an attempt to cover them, but I had already seen them.

Enough gawking. I crossed my hands, my body positioned slightly rigid in a defensive manner. My foot makes contact rapidly with the floor in a rhythmical manner, waiting for him to respond.

"I can see that you are angry." You don’t say. "I am truly sorry for all I made you go through. I didn’t realize it was hurting you." He took two bold steps towards me, landing directly in front of me, his scent almost overwhelming. I inched towards the door, trying to calm my racing heart that was beating crazily behind its cage.

"I haven’t had a mate yet, so I don’t know how to behave around one now. But I promise to be more attuned to your feelings." My mum should have warned me. She should have given me a heads-up on how easy it would be to forgive your mate. His words just melted whatever anger I had towards him, and I began to inch towards him until our bodies were touching.

I hummed as my body made contact with my chest, the electricity pulsing softly between us. He stretched out his hands to remove a braid from my face that must have fallen off from the holder during the course of the day. Encircling his hands on my hips, he drew me even closer towards him, my boobs hitting his solid chest.

"So, what did you say? Am I forgiven?" He whispered in my ears, his breath causing me to shiver and give me tingles all over.

Gosh, this man was really making it hard for me to stay angry with him. "Yes," I heard myself answer in a breathy voice that didn’t sound like it belonged to me.

An involuntary gasp left me as he grabbed my ass and squeezed it, pulling me even closer so that I could feel his breath on my face. We were so close that an ant would find it difficult to pass through us. He dove in, dipping his head down. He swooped down to connect his lips with mine.

And then he kissed me.