Chapter 2

Chloe's POV:

One week later: I sat in the restaurant, sipping slowly on the glass of wine in my hand. I was on my second glass and it still didn't help to shake off the unease I felt.

Prosperity sat across from me, eying the swells of my breasts that peeked out of my dress. He was Lily's sixteen-year-old brother, who had taken a liking to me right from the moment I dropped on the doorstep of their apartment.

When Lily had told me her family was based in Ontario, I had not expected to meet a one room apartment and a drunk mother, with a teenage brother who seemed too ambitious for his own good.

“Prosperity?"

No reply. His eyes remained glued to my chest and with the way he lost, I was sure that he was already long gone. I slammed my palm on the table and he jumped at the sound of the noise, his blue eyes immediately lifted up to meet my green ones.

He raised a hand to clutch at his chest. “Gosh...Chloe, you scare me!”

I rolled my eyes at his dramatic display. “Well, you would not have been so scared, if you weren't busy gawking at cleavage.” I scoffed when his face heated up in embarrassment and his eyes lowered.

It has been over six hours since Lily contacted me and told me that Mark might have disclosed my location to Marcus and he was sending people to come get me. I had to leave and when I asked Prosperity to help me out, he said only if I would go on a date with him. Luckily for me, my date companion didn't have any problem with sitting in a little restaurant in the middle of nowhere, for hours without end.

The nervousness I felt hadn't permitted me to stop looking about the hall and through the see-through glass. It felt like Marcus was going to pop out of nowhere and I wouldn't want any drama.

It was already bad enough, as it is. Lily's mother has stumbled upon me sometime in the week, when I was sipping on a glass of blood. She had screamed from the shock and fainted, while I busied myself in clearing up any evidence of what she had seen me doing. When she awoke, she wouldn't let me come close but I convinced her that I was sipping on just water and maybe she had imagined something else. Goddess bless her bottle of liquor, she believed me without much of an argument.

So far as her family knew, Lily was staying abroad with a boyfriend of hers and she wasn't coming back home anytime soon. They had asked for her phone number to which I honestly told that she didn't have one, not even a phone to begin with. They hadn't believed me anyway.

Prosperity's eyes were back on my chest and I decided to ignore him, indulging him as I could. Had to give it to him, he was the most persistent person I had met after Marcus and he knew just how to keep a girl flattered. He stared at me like I was some hidden treasure that he longed to find and for a minute, I longed for Marcus to gaze upon me like that again.

It felt like ages since he looked at me without trying to make himself into a living rock. Because he has so much inside to hide, he always kept his face bare so I wouldn't see through him, so I wouldn't see the fears he had. He thought so low of me, that I couldn't handle whatever got handed to me  so he always tried to protect me and that is what kept me pissed.

I wasn't some frail doll who would break apart from the slightest push, I was more...and he needed to recognize that before he came looking for me. I was not afraid when I left the house, I only wanted to avoid some drama for the peace of my hosts and their neighbors.

I had been sending messages to Lily, but she hadn't responded in the last two hours. It made me feel disconnected, like I had been cut off the link. However, I shouldn't feel that way, but the situation just didn't sit well with me.

“How long are we going to stay out here, can we please go home already?” My searching eyes came back to focus on the boy before me. He truly looked tired and I felt selfish for exhausting him. So I nodded, getting to my feet and urging him to follow me out.

“Stay close to me and do whatever I tell you to do.”

An amused chuckle left his lips, while a frustrated groan left mine. “Relax, will you? We're only going home, not like we are walking into a war ground,” he said carelessly.

I hoped so, I really did.

We took a taxi and faster than I would have wanted, we were home. We got out and I paid off the driver, who zoomed off almost immediately, leaving me and Prosperity alone in the dark street.

I quickly grabbed his hand, a wave of strong emotions that took over his features. I fought the urge not to roll my eyes, as I pulled him towards the house quickly. Just as we got to the door, it cracked open, revealing a half drunk Julia.

“Mother, were you drinking again?” Prosperity asked beside me. He gave the lady a look, and it was funny to see how she panicked in front of her teenage son. “You were, weren't you?”

“Err...you see,” she started, her eyes darting about as they refused to meet Prosperity's. She searched for every lie in the book and as if finally resolving with herself, she sighed deeply. “Maybe I had a few bottles with the gentleman who came looking for Chloe,” she said, with guilt plastered all over her face.

My body tensed, and I also felt Prosperity's head whip in my direction as his grip on my hand tightened.

“A man came looking for Chloe?!”

His mothers face made way for confusion and uncertainty, as she looked down at the place where our hands were joined. She raised a questioning brow. “Uh...you guys are now together?”

“Yes”

“No”

We both turned to look at each other and I gave him the stink eye, quickly shrugging my hand out of his. He sent me a weird look but I ignored him, turning back to his mother.

“Where is he right now?” I asked, hoping that my voice wouldn't give away the ocean of emotions swirling inside of me.

I had been tricked. Lily had told me that he was sending warriors to drag me back home but obviously, that had been a lie! It's either she had also been played, or teamed up with Marcus to play against me!

She pushed the door wider, letting us in. A knowing smile grew on her face. “He is upstairs in your room, don't keep him waiting,” she ventured with a wink.

I started to move, my heart thundering in my chest as his scent wafted into my nose. I climbed the stairs, my eyes ahead as they lingered on the cracked door. I got to the door, hesitating to push it open as I turned to stare at the blue pair of eyes that were watching me intensely.

“Chloe?” he called, fear showing in those wide, innocent eyes. “Are you leaving with him?”

That was when I heard him. The growl was so low but I could still hear it. My heart raced and that was when I realized how much I had missed that stupid jealous growl, just how much I had missed him and no matter how I tried to deny it, I knew that I couldn't wait to see him.

I gave one last glance at Prosperity and went into the room, shutting the door behind me. My gaze searched the room and they landed on my mate's back. I didn't dare to move towards him.

He was shirtless, standing with his back to me and a bottle of beer in one hand. He didn't turn back to look at me, not even when I cleared my throat to get his attention. He lifted the bottle to his lips and took a swig of the liquor.

“Marcus—” I started, deciding to break the tense silence but the way his black eyes turned to glared at, cut me off.

“Where have you been?”

It came out as a low growl, but I could sense the accusation behind it. I was in no mood for his tantrums, so I shot back. “If you came here to provoke me, then you better leave. I will not answer you!”

“Oh you do!”

I watched as the glass left his hand, collided with the wall and shattered on the floor. Hurried footsteps matched up the stairs and soon, there was a knock on the door.

“Chloe?! Are you alright?!”

I didn't reply, I just kept glaring daggers at Marcus who was doing the same. “Get. Out,” I gritted through clenched teeth as I pointed a finger at the door. “And make sure that you stay gone!”

He advanced towards me and I stood my ground, meeting him eyeball to eyeball. He came to stop in front of me, groaning when Prosperity called out to me again. “Tell that oaf to get lost, before I get my hands on—”

“Chloe! I'm coming in now!”

“—get lost,” Marcus gritted, his boring eyes turning to the now open door where Prosperity stood with panic filled eyes.

I saw Prosperity tremble slightly, as Marcus's deadly eyes continued to scrutinize him. The poor was now shaking like a leaf and I found the need to step in and tear the staring contest apart.

Trying to act as casual as I could, I smacked Marcus's chest with the back of my hand. “Stop glaring at him like that, you are scaring him.” Then I turned to Prosperity, forcing a smile onto my face. “You can leave now, I am alright.”

He gave me an uncertain look, his gaze shifting between me and Marcus. He was hesitant but finally nodded, closing the door behind him.

Marcus scoffed, drawing my attention back to him. “So little boys are more of your type?” He mocked, but I could see the rage and jealousy lingering in his eyes. “Are you fucking him?”

That was when my palm collided with his cheek. I left an imprint on it and when his eyes came back to meet mine, there was satisfaction in them. He looked like he had seen all he had to know in my eyes.

“How dare you—” I started to say, but the rest of my words became history as Marcus locked my lips to his. I resisted his kisses, clenching my teeth to avoid his tongue. But then, he bit down on my lower lip and the second I gasped, his tongue slid into my mouth.

He chuckled into my mouth, as my wolf purred, showing him that we enjoyed the kiss. He fisted my hair in his hand, pulling my hair back as he deepened the kiss, his large hands caressing the swells of my breasts.

My nipples immediately stabbed the air like little knives, while heat rushed from our joint lips, down to the meeting place in between my legs. I tried to move away from the kiss but the hunger in the way his lips claimed mine, couldn't allow me to deny him what he requested. I wasn't also going to lie that I hadn't missed these, missed him.

Finally, our lips detached from each other's, and we just stood there, gazing into each other's eyes. His eyes told me all that his lips couldn't and with the way they watered, I guessed mine had also displayed all of my unspoken emotions.

A chuckle left my lips just as he grabbed my face in between his large palm, joining our foreheads together as if in a silent agreement. “I missed you,” I whispered….

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