Page 36 of My Forbidden Alpha

“Even if it wasn’t totalled, I never want to be seen in that pile of junk again.”

“Shut it. We aren’t all spoiled with sports cars,” I remind him scathingly.

“I can smell something burning. Jealousy actually looks good on you,” he taunts. I narrow my eyes but before I can reply, he opens the garage. “I think you forget I have my old car, too.” He spins his keys on his fingers before tossing them up and catching them as he heads towards his jeep.

Indigo rushes to get the front seat, as if I was going to take it from her. I know I’m the damn third wheel here.

“Luckily you got those heels on, wouldn’t want you struggling to get in,” he mocks softly before he snickers as I get in the back.

“Shut it,” I growl, turning to yank the door shut, but to my surprise he shuts it before I can, making my eyes widen. Watching him get in the front, I mask my surprise as I cross my arms, settling into the seat behind his.

Indigo starts talking to him and I remain silent, staring out into the darkness, enjoying the tranquillity that a nighttime drive can bring you. Elijah has the windows down slightly and the wind is blowing through my hair.

He’s put on some music on low, which only makes it more soothing.

I smile, feeling alive. It’s weird how nature makes me feelcontent, makes me feel something. At times I just feel numb, but right now with all the trees, the smell of fresh dirt, the half-moon peeking out from behind the clouds, it all feels magical.

I slide my window down fully, sticking my head out and close my eyes, Indigo’s voice becomes a distant hum before it disappears and it’s just me and nature. A place no one can hurt me.

My wolf comes forward and I open my eyes, knowing they are silver as I gaze up at the moon.

After a moment I realise I’m being watched, my heart skips a beat and my gaze snaps to the rearview mirror where my eyes meet Elijah’s. For a second, they darken before I look away, my stomach fluttering.

He’s your stepbrother, Scarlett.Remember that, I remind myself. I have to stop thinking about that kiss. Why am I going crazy with thoughts of him?

Like before, I need to pretend they don’t exist or is it because this time he’s paying me attention?

Attention that could be the ruin of me.

We first hitthe arcade where I wander off, leaving Indigo and Elijah to play their games together. She dropped a hint at least five times on the way here that she wished I wasn’t here.

I’m at the pinball machine, and I’m hitting a pretty neat score.

“Scarlett? Is that you?! I’ve not seen you in here before and I’ve known you for a while.”

I glance up for a second, recognising the guy before I return to my game.

“Oh hey, Brayden, yeah, I don’t usually come here,” I answer, focusing on my game. Brayden is one of our regular male clients at the salon, and he’s only a year older than me.

“It’s a nice surprise. I actually didn’t realise it was you, but I should have known. Only you could look this good,” he says, his voice dropping a little.

I look up at him, his light grey eyes are fixed on me as he smirks. He’s a handsome guy, medium build, almost six-foot tall with light brown hair, but he doesn’t hold a candle to- stop!

“Thanks,” I say, remembering what Elijah had said this morning. Get laid.

I clench my jaw and curse when I miss the ball and the game ends.

“Shit!” I sigh as I step back.

“I’m sorry, damn I distracted you. How can I make it up to you?” he asks apologetically.

“It’s cool.”

I suddenly feel the hair at the back of my neck rise and I know whose burning gaze that is. So I smile. “How about a game, if I win you buy me slush, and-”

“And if I win, you promise to watch a movie with me?”

I smile. Oh babe, that ain’t happening. I’m a werewolf, I’m faster.

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