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

it. I embarrassed myself.”

I say

fault.” He replies. “Just our situation, so what made you agree

trying to get me to admit I got jealous?

with a grilled platter of sizzling wings, a dipping sauce, our hot drinks, and a bottle of

says and I find

to brush my hand down

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

food? These hot wings they have here are really tasty,

I do enjoy my spices. I

“Oh yeah?” 1

is an odd thing to say. I’m regretting opening my mouth when Marcel picks up a chilli that sits on the bed of onions alongside the

mine and our eyes meet. He brushes his thumb across my knuckles, and I let the sparks dance along my skin. He moves

and I bite off the rest of the chilli, leaving just the end. I place it on the side of the platter and look at

“See?”

but I’m surprised all those chillies haven’t made you bitter. You’re still a pot of honey…” His eyes flash as he looks me

I take up the water he’s poured for me and sip it before taking a wing and placing it on

just like I did when I saw Kristina. I am not as nice as he

I don’t think

I’ve never had these

really delicious, I haven’t really been here…”

that. I haven’t seen you around here until

me.” I blush as I shake my head.

sighs. “She hasn’t given up, has

will. She keeps saying it’s karma.” I smile, remembering how we planned to

we clicked when we were

be myself…” I murmur, looking down at my two fingers that are covered

his hands and

resting his chin on

“I’m sorry…”

you, but I can’t blame you when the situation is

“It’s … I don’t know if I’m good enough for an Alpha… I can’t even shift into my wolf, even though I feel my senses have heightened

can’t that be my choice to decide? You’re perfect

to…” I can’t ask

We may be in the corner with the music playing, but there are all werewolves here. They’ll hear me. i

and tilts his head. “Let’s finish and get

I say, finishing off another wing and then taking the wipe out of its packet to clean my

to talk? I did want clarity on us… What he wants, what I want,

downs his coffee rather fast, and I quickly sip

of here with me.” He smirks, and

he doesn’t mean it like that. 3

cheeks burn and I quickly swallow the rest of my tea. “No, I

the order, but when he gets up, leaving a few notes on 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 a good time. He had been adamant I wear the black dress he had tricked

I miss that.

out before him, but there

a sharp wind blows around us. It’s not cold though.

the dark, regardless of if it’s bright

He questions and I look up

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