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?”

me

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

I find myself admiring

it strange that I wanted to brush my hand

eyes are watching me, and I

s*icy food? These hot wings they have here are really

tend to eat mild food with Corrado, but I do

“Oh yeah?”

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 talk and no action or

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

off the rest of the chilli,

“See?”

You’re still a pot of honey…” His eyes flash as he looks me over before forcing his gaze

up the water he’s poured for me and sip it before taking

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

Pack. I don’t think even Rosaline’s

I’ve never had these before. They are really delicious, I haven’t really

I haven’t seen you around

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

karma.” I smile,

easily we clicked when we were conspiring against

actually. When I could just be myself…” I murmur, looking down at

he wipes his hands and picks

look up slowly. He’s resting his

“I’m sorry…”

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

his mark and frown slightly. “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

You’re

to…” I can’t ask that here… I look around. We may be in the corner with the music

head. “Let’s finish and get out of

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

we actually going to talk? I did want clarity on us… What he wants, what I want, because whenever we are around

coffee rather fast, and I quickly sip my tea,

out of here with me.”

girl, he doesn’t mean it like that.

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

for being the one to give 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 me into choosing. He had complimented me… he had smiled at me, and I

I miss that.

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

us and a sharp wind blows around us. It’s not

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

too…?” He questions and I look up at him, trying not to take a deep inhale of his

time for self-doubt, Winona. This is my chance to ask the questions that swim around my 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