Page 34 of Her Destined Alpha
Is there any food left?Spotting a tray with a plastic covering over it, I walked over, my stomach rumbling at the thought of food. I looked around before lifting the covering off. Underneath was another form of heaven. My heart thrummed as I devoured it with my eyes. Chops, rice, chicken, sautéed vegetables, steak fries...Oh my….
On the side were a few small plastic tubs of sauces and a pot of salad with a small note –In case you get hungry, X–along with a very terrible… okay, a cute picture of what looked like a little cat. I smiled. That was sweet.
I picked up the plate, hesitating. There was a microwave… I never had one and often ate food cold if I couldn’t properly warm it in a pan. Would they wake up if I used it?I shouldn’t get used to this anyway; it’s not like I’ll be around to have such luxuries for much longer. I’ll just take this back to the bedroom.I placed it on the tray.Maybe I should grab some water and-
“Going somewhere, Kitten?”
I gasped, jumping in alarm with my heart thrumming at a very fast speed. I turned to see him leaning against the fridge, in all his shirtless glory, his arms crossed over that perfect chest of his. I put my hand on my heart, glaring at him.
“How do you do that?” I asked sharply. We witches were usually able to detect the presence of wolves nearby... but as I thought about it, how did he get so close without my noticing him?
“I’m just a talented tracker; stealth is my plus point.” He winked at me, but I shook my head.
“No, I’ve always been able to pick up on any werewolf, and some were trackers. No one could get past me. Then again, even back when I was running from Endora and you approached me alone... I didn’t sense you then either, “I said, stepping away from him.
I shouldn’t have come to the kitchen. It was almost as if he knew I would be there. He may have looked charming and made my body react to him, but beneath that gorgeous face was an animalistic beast that would attack if he wanted.
He flashed me that killer smile of his, but I looked away. There it was again…
“Maybe because we’re mates?” he suggested, his deep, sultry tone holding a hint of amusement.
“I doubt it,” I said. Just the thought of us being mates was strange. “I don’t understand why you would even want that. Go find a she-wolf.”
“Tell me, why wouldn’t I?” I just needed to get my tray and get out of there. I ignored him. “You need to heat that up. Are you sure you are okay with this? I could order something else?”
“You shouldn’t waste food.”
If he had grown up with nothing, he would understand that.
“Right, let’s heat this up then.” He took the plate, and I frowned.
“I can eat cold food.”
“Not on my watch.” His tone was firm, and I glared at his shoulder blades as he placed the plate in the microwave. My gaze roamed the plains of his sexy back. How could someone who looked so perfect ever want me to be a part of their life?
“You know, if you want a better look, I don’t mind putting on a show for you,” he remarked, turning and winking at me. I glared at him coldly.
“Don’t get too confident. Remember, I don’t like animals, especially dogs.”
“Yeah, I’m not a dog, I’m a wolf. We’re better.”
“Look the same to me,” I said, opening the fridge and staring at the rows of drink cans and bottles. The fridge was stocked with fresh fruit and vegetables, milk, eggs, and anything else you could hope for. Would they manage to eat all this? Or was it just here for the sake of it?
“Grab me a Tango?” he asked, taking my steaming plate out of the microwave.
The delicious smell filled my senses, and any thought of telling him to get his own drink went out the window. I got a Tango Orange for him and chose a can of Coca Cola for myself before I closed the fridge, watching Rayhan already leaving the kitchen. Frowning, I followed him to the lounge area, where he placed the tray on the coffee table.
“I was going to eat in the bedroom.”
“Sure, let’s go then.” I didn’t want him in there… and I knew he wouldn’t take a no.
“Never mind, here is fine,” I mumbled, placing the cans down and freezing when I realised I was only wearing his top. I quickly moved back and sat down, pulling at the edge of the shirt to cover as much of my thighs as possible.
His eyes were on me, his intense gaze burning into me. My heart pounded as I pressed my legs together, staring down at them. There were scars littering the surface. Although most of the damage was on my back, there wasn’t much of me that wasn’t marked or broken. Maybe if he saw them, he’d be put off from the idea of having me as his mate. Maybe he’d find a gorgeous she-wolf… I stared into the flames, my heart thudding. Why did the idea of that send an odd sliver of irritation through me?
Staring into the dancing sparks of fire, I took a deep breath, trying to calm the odd emotions that filled my otherwise dead heart. I had always been drawn to fire. I knew it was one of the strongest sources of my powers…but Endora made me keep away from it. Probably because I could draw on its strength…
“Delsanra?”
