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

I say, relieved when the waiter returns with a

Marcel says and I find myself admiring

it strange that I wanted to brush my hand down

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

hot wings they have here are

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

“Oh yeah?”

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 talk and no action or can you actually

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 I bite into

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

“See?”

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

smile as I take up the water he’s poured for me and

I saw Kristina. I am not as nice as he thinks. “Oh,

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

They are really delicious, I haven’t

I can believe that. I haven’t seen you around

me.” I blush as I shake my head. He sighs. “She

keeps saying it’s karma.” I smile, remembering how

remembering how easily we clicked when

actually. When I could just be myself…” I murmur, looking down at my two fingers that are covered

his hands and picks up another wing. “I miss

look up slowly. He’s resting his chin on his

“I’m sorry…”

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

don’t know if I’m good enough for an Alpha… I can’t even shift into my wolf, even though I feel

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

we were ever 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.

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

nod in agreement. “I like that idea.” I say, finishing off another wing and then taking the wipe out of its packet to

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

downs his coffee rather fast, and I quickly sip

you’re in a rush to get out of here

he

and I quickly swallow the rest of my tea. “No, I just… Yeah, let’s go.” I say, standing

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

I miss that.

the door open, allowing me to slip out before him, but there isn’t enough

shuts behind us and a sharp

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 me feel even

saying something, if we were ever too…?” He questions and I look

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 place in his life… but I can