Beautiful Bond Ch 5. Spicy

WINONA.

Azura sent me here. She was adamant she really wanted some spicy wings from here, although I had wondered why she wanted them since she had surely eaten when she was out. Something Corrado clarified, but I didn’t question it and came here, only to see Marcel sitting at a table with Kristina. 2

It made me upset, and I have never felt so angry, but should I care? Do I even have that right, when I’m not even making a move? Even though everyone has given me their blessings in a way. I thought it’ll be ok but seeing her sitting there…

I don’t like it, not one bit.

“Join me.” He says, snapping me from my thoughts.

I glance at Kristina, feeling bad for accusing her, but I don’t know if she’s

really genuine… There certainly has been something between the two.

I frown slightly and look at Marcel, and I see the flicker of surprise in his eyes at my expression.

“I guess I will.” I say, giving a small smile.

I don’t think Marcel even wants me if he’s here meeting up with one of his booty calls.

Winona!

I’m mortified at my own mean thoughts; jealousy makes us ugly.

Pursing my lips, I slowly sit down in the booth opposite him, taking the place Kristina was in previously. The door tinkles before it shuts behind her. I find myself staring at her empty cup that remains in front of me.

“Can we get the table cleared and a fresh black coffee, and a tea.” Marcel says, calling someone over. “Also a platter of spicy barbeque wings on the side.”

“I’m not really hungry.” I say, especially not after seeing her.

“I might be.” He counters and I run my fingers through my hair unable to argue with that.

I’ve changed out of my dress, but I still have the makeup on… I tug at the sleeves of my white top, as the waiter wipes the table clean and walks away, casting us a curious glance that he tries to hide.

“Everyone has heard what you said at the party.” I sigh, running my fingers through my hair. I feel like I’m getting a headache from all of this. I didn’t mind being invisible. 1

“I’m not ashamed of admitting that you’re mine, although I did act like a fool. Or more like a temperamental youngster who has no self-control. My own son had to stop me from punching someone.” He mutters, disgruntled, and I glance up, having to hide my smile at his annoyance.

“You did… you sounded like you were ready to hit him-I mean, you just said you were going to…” I chuckle before I cough to cover it. “Uh, I mean you did something a youngster would do, not the fool part!”

I’m making this worse.

He cocks a brow, and I blush under his gaze. “You didn’t seem to mind the compliment that he gave you.”

I shake my head. “No, because I know Li Sheng has never had anything for me and he has seen me many times before and I know what kind of person he is.” I reason gently. 1

He sits back frowning, and I wonder if he’s still annoyed.

“Hmm, which makes complimenting his shirt a little more understandable.” He mutters and I press my lips together, trying to stop them from twitching into a smile.

Is he a little jealous?

“You still sound like a schoolboy.” I offer.

A jealous one.

smirks slightly and shakes his head.

I get it. I embarrassed myself.” He sighs in defeat.

say apologetically.

made you agree to

he trying to get me to

since you asked me, I thought why not.” I say, relieved when the waiter returns with a grilled platter of sizzling wings, a dipping sauce, our hot drinks, and a bottle of water.

I find myself admiring him.

strange that I wanted to brush my hand

chocolate eyes are watching me, and I suddenly feel thirsty. I look away, licking

they have here are really tasty,

Corrado, but I

“Oh yeah?” 1

Marcel picks up a chilli that sits on the bed of onions alongside the grill platter. “I wonder, are you

against mine and our eyes meet. He brushes his thumb across my knuckles, and I let the sparks dance along my skin. He moves back and opens the metal cap on the glass bottle of water as

amused as he pours me a glass of water and I bite off the rest of the chilli, leaving just the end. I place it on the

“See?”

all those chillies haven’t made you bitter. You’re still a pot of honey…” His eyes flash as he looks me over before forcing his gaze

me and sip it

say, just like I did when I saw Kristina. I am not as nice as he thinks. “Oh, these

are the best barbeque wings in the Pack. I

won’t. I’ve never had these before.

I haven’t really

believe that. I haven’t seen you around

Azura actually sent me.” I blush as I

sighs. “She hasn’t given up, has

saying it’s karma.” I smile, remembering

easily we clicked when we were conspiring against them?”

just be myself…” I murmur, looking down at my two fingers that are covered with sticky sauce.

his hands

He’s resting his chin on his free

“I’m sorry…”

you, but I can’t blame

can’t even shift

choice to decide? You’re

to…”

the music playing, but there are all werewolves here. They’ll

“Let’s finish and get out of here?”

another wing and then taking the wipe out of its packet to

clarity on us… What he wants, what I want, because whenever we are around one another, all

fast, and I quickly sip my tea, trying

out of here

he doesn’t

tea. “No, I just… Yeah, let’s go.” I say, standing up.

the table, I simply smile. We had discussed that party for Azura and Leo over drinks and even a pizza, alongside Corrado. We laughed, teased, and had

I miss that.

before him, but there isn’t enough space to get by without brushing

wind blows around us. It’s not cold

know werewolves can see in the dark, regardless of if it’s bright out or not, however the white streetlights illuminating the path made me feel even more exposed.

if we were ever too…?” He questions and I look up at

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