Chapter 3 His Jealous Kiss

Keira POV

When I awoke in the morning and descended the stairs, I saw Louis enjoying breakfast in the dining room. Louis told me to merely clean the house because I nearly started an explosion in the kitchen when I first started cooking.

Louis was a fantastic cook, but as I sat in my chair, I really missed the BBQ gatherings we used to have. I also missed my mother's cooking and the cheese in Louis' grubby hands.

"You will soon turn 18. What are your plans?" Louis questioned me while gazing into his juice glass.

I quickly finished my sentence, "No."

"I hope you can shift, or I'll have to spend time taking care of you. Don't forget to put the plates in the dishwasher." Louis said once wiping his lips with a tissue, then he walked to his room.

I knew Louis was the Beta of our pack. He needed to prepare for Hunting & Dancing, that's what Lynede told me last night.

Our traditional event, Hunting& Dancing, is only held after Alpha's 20th birthday. It started as a mean to assist Alpha in finding his mate. The event is divided into two parts, as you might guess based on his name. The first part is hunt, where the males will hunt animals designated by the elders in the forest, these animals vary from year to year, sometimes deer, sometimes bears. And during this time, the females are free to relax, sip drinks, and even place bets on who will be the king of the hunt this year. After a grueling and intense hunt, it's finally time for the males to ask their companions to dance, which is especially meaningful for the Alpha. If he finds his mate, he could invite her to dance on the spot, and all of the pack would witness the moment as it could be regarded as an engagement.

You must agree that that sounds pretty intriguing. However, it would certainly be much better if women could participate in the hunting aspect. Whatever the case, Louis might find his soul match at this gathering, and I want to be his bridesmaid.

I was on my way to the PARK Café, which is named by an acronym for the four heroes who defend our pack. It was indeed a tranquil and peaceful cafe with vintage decorations inside. Every table maintains a safe distance to offer a sense of privacy. The aromatherapy candles on the tables added to the elegance of the cafe even more. This cafe gives soothing, enchanting vibes.

I pushed the door open and walked to my usual seat, but someone was already sitting there. He probably sensed my gaze, turned around, and asked me, "Am I in your usual seat?"

His voice was all too familiar to me, low and soft.

"Well ...... Yes." I looked into his hazel eyes and nodded, "But we can share a table."

"Thank you, Keira." He smiled like a little kid and stood up, gesturing me to sit by the window.

I froze for a moment as I was about to take the seat across from him, but he had already pulled out the chair next to his for me.

"Thank you, Dylan. What are you doing here? Oh, don't worry, the couch is big enough for both of us." I said to him as I sat down and saw him trying to make more room for me.

When I was a child, Dylan used to live next door and would frequently stop by to play with me, much to the annoyance of my brother. In the middle of the night, Dylan came to my house and told me his wolf was brown, just like his hair. This would have been causing for celebration, but for some reason, when he buried his head in my neck, he started crying. Later, after questioning him numerous times, the incident became an unsolved mystery to me.

"Yeah, last time you told me that PARK was worth a try, so here I am." Hearing what I said, he moved closer to me, and gave me the menu, "Do you have any recommendations?"

"Garlic-roasted bread, of course! And Golden latte and cranberry fruit drinks are their house specials. tasted like they just came fresh from the garden!"

"OK, I wanna try cranberry fruit drinks." He touched my head and nodded.

"Good afternoon. What would you like?"

"I'd like to have garlic-roasted bread and a large cranberry fruit drink, please."

"A strawberry-filled pie and a large cold brew. Thank you."

"Okay."

In no time, our order was served. Dylan sipped the drink and exclaimed, "You are right! It tastes like they just came fresh from the garden! I should come to this cafe with you every day."

"Then you will lose your proud abs!" I stretched out my hand and pointed at his abs.

"Come on. Keira!" He pinched my face softly. "Oh, would you like to hunt with me? I mean, I could take you into the forest, I know you've always wanted to."

"Really? I'd like to, Dylan!"

"OK, wait for me at the lake south of the forest. I bet you will like it!" He glanced at the cut pie on my plate, and quickly took a piece.

"Hey!" I tried to beat him, but his phone rang.

"Stephen, what's up? Okay, I'll be there soon." He hung up the phone, turned to me, and said in a depressed mood, "Sorry Keira, I have to go... Let's continue our date next time! I owe you."

Seeing him leave in a hurry, I sighed and shook my head.

Fine, enjoy my lonely afternoon tea then.

Jingle~

I subconsciously looked towards the door and saw a gloomy face walking towards me.

What, why is he here? The male I met in the Moonlight bar! What's he going to do?

His darkened face and angry gaze gave me got a bad feeling. He greeted the owner who was standing at the bar grinding coffee beans, then stood in front of me.

"Afternoon, puppy. Don't you forget what I told you in the bar?"

"What?" I had a blank face.

Staring at the stupid look on my face, he chuckled, "Silly puppy."

"So this is what you come for?" I frowned and looked him up and down. Had he come over here just to make fun of me?

He didn't answer, sitting next to me, "I saw it."

"Excuse me? What do you mean?" I assumed he's as hard to understand as calculus.

He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. I avoided his gaze, but his low, raspy voice followed, "I said I saw what you did with you and that bastard."

My eyes widened, "Watch your mouth, he is not a bastard, he is my friend!"

"Good..." He growled, "Look at me!"

At that very moment, I felt pulled into the starry sky as I looked into his blue eyes. My heart was racing, then I smelled rum, "Rum..."

He suddenly released his hold on me and said, "The owner is creating coffee liqueur," while his eyes narrowed.

He sat next to me and stretched out his hand, rubbing my cheek that Dylan had just pinched with his thumb.

"Wait, what are you doing? It hurts!" My skin was going to rub off.

He was silent for almost five seconds, just staring at me, his eyes as if he was looking at another criminal. Then he lowered his head, cupped my face in his hands, and his lips collided with mine in a toe-curling kiss. To my surprise, I couldn't resist his kiss. I didn't know what he was doing to me. When we were both out of breath, his lips left mine and his eyes stared at him unblinkingly.

"Looks like you need to learn how to breathe while kissing. I'll be your best teacher." He raised his eyebrows, a devious smile playing on his face.

I didn't say anything, just wiped my lips. But his eyes stayed on me, and he was furious at what I had done. "I warned you not to flirt with other males, or I would punish you. For this time it is a kiss; next time..." He paused and whispered in my ear, "I will fuck you."

He stood up and left after saying this.

Jesus, he is absolutely a psycho! Who he really is! I can't believe that there is such a dangerously arrogant guy in our pack. Somebody, please tell me who the hell he is! I should ask Lynede if she knows him! I can't wait until this person is identified.