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?”

to get me to admit I

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

Marcel says and I find myself admiring

I wanted to brush my hand

me, and I suddenly feel thirsty. I look away, licking my

hot wings

with Corrado, but I do enjoy my spices. I do like eating green

“Oh yeah?”

big deal… I’m sure 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 the grill platter. “I wonder, are you all

reach over and take the chilli from him. His hand brushes 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

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.

“See?”

those chillies haven’t made you bitter. You’re still a pot of honey…” His eyes

poured for me and sip it before taking a wing

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

best barbeque wings in the Pack. I don’t think even Rosaline’s

never had these before. They are

believe that. I haven’t

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

it’s karma.” I smile, remembering

easily we clicked when

could just be myself…” I murmur, looking down at my two fingers

wipes his hands and picks up another wing. “I miss

look up slowly. He’s resting his chin

“I’m sorry…”

apologise. I’m just saying I miss you being you, but I can’t blame you when

slightly. “It’s … I don’t know if I’m good enough for an Alpha… I can’t even shift into my wolf, even

that be my choice to decide? You’re perfect Winona, just the way you

be in the

tilts his head. “Let’s finish and get

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

What he wants, what I want, because whenever we are around

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

in a rush to get out of here with me.” He

girl, he doesn’t

swallow the rest of my tea. “No, I just… Yeah,

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 me into choosing. He had complimented me… he

I miss that.

the door open, allowing me to slip out before him, but there isn’t enough space to get by without brushing

shuts behind us and a sharp wind blows around us.

we continue down the street. I know werewolves can see in the dark, regardless of if it’s bright out or not, however the white streetlights illuminating the path made

you were saying something, if we were ever too…?” He questions and I look up at him, trying not to take a

of a wake-up call for me to stop