Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

Beautiful Bond Ch 5. S*icy

WINONA.

Azura sent me here. She was adamant she really wanted some s*icy 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.

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 s*icy 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 c*cks 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.

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.

He smirks slightly and shakes his head. ”Yes, I get it. I embarrassed myself.” He sighs in defeat.

“Sorry.” I say apologetically.

“It’s not your fault.” He replies. “Just our situation, so what made you agree to have a cup of tea with me?”

get me to admit I got

I say, relieved when the waiter returns with a grilled platter of sizzling wings, a dipping sauce, our hot drinks, and a bottle

and I find

wanted to brush my

are watching me, and I suddenly

wings they have here

actually do. I tend to eat mild food with Corrado, but I do enjoy my spices.

“Oh yeah?”

many people do, and it 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

him. His hand brushes against mine and our eyes meet. He brushes his thumb across my knuckles, and I

good. He’s watching me, slightly 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 side

“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 over before forcing his

me and sip it before

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

barbeque wings in the Pack. I

They are really

that. I haven’t seen you around here

as I shake my head. He sighs. “She hasn’t given up,

saying it’s karma.” I smile,

we clicked when we were conspiring

I murmur,

nods, flicking his hair back as he wipes his hands and picks up another wing. “I

slowly. He’s resting

“I’m sorry…”

saying I miss you being you, but I can’t blame you when the

“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

can’t that be my choice to decide? You’re perfect Winona, just the

to…” I can’t ask that here… I look around. We may be in the corner with the music playing, but there are all werewolves here. They’ll

head. “Let’s finish

in agreement. “I like that idea.” I say, finishing off another wing

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

coffee rather fast, and I quickly sip my tea, trying to finish

in a rush to get out of here with me.” He smirks, and I tilt my

girl, he doesn’t mean it like

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

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

I miss that.

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

sharp wind blows around us. It’s not

dark, regardless of if it’s bright out or not, however the white streetlights illuminating the path made me feel even

I

mind. Kristina was enough of a wake-up call for me to stop running. I know it may not work and that I can’t take that