Chapter 6

Orson

"Is that the last one?" I ask Jared impatiently as I look at the men groaning in pain on the ground, "Has anyone else tried to touch her?"

"No, this is it." Jared assures me, looking down at the men with pity, "I'm sorry, Orson, but don't you think you're being a bit overboard?"

"Nope, not enough." I disagree with him, hating how these bastards tried to touch what is mine and I'm going to make sure that they know never to come near her again, "you might see it as a moment where it is okay for them to try to touch my woman but I'm not okay with it. She is mine and she is my everything. She is my mate, and I don't like the fact of some bastard thinking that he can put his hands on my woman and get away with it. They are lucky that they just got beat up and I didn't kill them."

Jared sighs and shakes his head, probably knowing precisely how I'm feeling, "I'm sorry that you feel that way, but I can assure you that they are not going to get anywhere near her. She has rejected them anyways, so this seems to be a bit extreme. I get that you're hesitant to really allow her to be away from you but I'm going to tell you right now that this is not the way to do it. I'm afraid that you're pushing this a lot more than you need to."

I look over and glare at him, wishing that he would just not say anything like that. I don't get why he thinks it is okay for him to talk to me this way when he knows that I shouldn't be talked to like that. After everything that I've been doing to make sure that no one touches my mate, there is no way that I'm going to just let them out with a warning. I'm not that kind of person and I'm afraid that I will have to murder them if they think that I am that weak.

"I suggest you leave me alone or I will have no choice but to do the same to you." I tell Jared, knowing that he is going to believe me, "I don't care if they never actually touched her, they tried to, and I don't appreciate them doing it. They are going to be lucky if I don't end up murdering them in the process of this shit because they couldn't keep their hands to themselves. They need to just back off and not touch my woman."

Jared sighs and holds up his hands in surrender, knowing there is no way that he is going to win against me right now. I'm trying to not be so unreasonable but there's no way in hell that I'm going to let this slide. I couldn't believe that he was even thinking that I would let anything like this happen and be okay with it. Someone else might be okay with their mate being harassed but anyone can smell my mark on her, so they are just doing it to be a bastard.

"Why don't you go and ask her on a date instead of taking your frustrations out on everyone else?" Jared suggests to me as he walks away, "I know she isn't going to be happy with you if she learns that you have been doing this. I know that I wouldn't be happy with you either."

I don't know how I feel about it, knowing it is a bit of a situation where this could turn ugly. Pursing my lips, I decide to just go with the flow and screw whatever happens next. Running my fingers through my hair, I go about my business and hope for the best, thinking that nothing more will come from this. Like I have said before, I couldn't be certain of my feelings, but it is pretty clear to me that I'm figuring it out one step at a time. And when I see how Elara has been looking at me at the bar, I know that I might be able to win a little bit.

I let the men go, not having fun with this anymore. I want to go see Elara, having a bit of questions for her. I don't know what would come next, feeling a bit weird either way so I'm trying to figure out what to do about it. I don't know what would happen next, seeing how this is the kind of thing that would make my stomach churn with nerves. It's pretty obvious to me now that I don't know what to make of it and it looks like this could be a dangerous game.

When I reach the bar, I head inside, and no one dares to stop me. I think everyone has figured out that she is my mate and I'm okay with that even if she isn't. I know she has been trying to hide the fact that she is my mate, and it is pretty hurtful, kind of like a punch to the gut. I didn't expect her to be so cold towards me afterwards, thinking that she felt the same way that I did. I didn't know how wrong I was until it was too late but even now, I don't see a big issue with it.

"What are you doing here, Alpha Orson?" Elara asks me, folding her arms across her chest, enticing me a bit, "I thought we finished whatever was going on between us."

"What would we have finished when we just started?" I ask her, raising an eyebrow at her, "I know that you're upset with me and everything and I'm sorry. I wish that things could be different, but it seems to me that it isn't the case right now. Can you forgive me for marking you and let me take you on a date?"

She hesitates even though I'm not really sorry about marking her. I wanted her badly and I didn't care what stood in my way, I was going to have her. I might have gone about it the wrong way, but I don't think that she would ever regret me. If she does, I would be surprised. I mean, I can tell that she does have something against me even if she wouldn't admit it to my face but I'm trying to figure out precisely how this woman makes me feel.

I mean worst case scenario is that I might end up fully making her mine by knotting her.

I don't think that she would regret it.

"Sure, I will go on a date with you." She murmurs, making me feel like I'm about to be high on life.

I didn't think she would say yes but I'm not going to give her a chance to say anything else. I just hope she knows what kind of person she just decided to let out.