85. Feeling Jealous

KIARA

We had changed routes and had now been in the car for over three hours in total. I was feeling a bit peckish too.

"Isn"t this towards Rafael's pack?" I said, addressing him without uncle still felt weird.

Alejandro looked at me with a small mocking smirk on his lips.

"Rafael? What happened to ‘Uncle'?'"

Oh great, he picked up on that…

"Well, it would be weird to call my mates brother, uncle now wouldn't it?" I retorted.

He tilted his head, switching the dome lights on as he looked at me.

"Hmm, or you could call me daddy if you like?" He suggested with a wink.

My cheeks flushed and I glared at him, ignoring the way my body was reacting to him.

"I am not calling you that. Ever!" I snapped back.

"It was just a suggestion, Amore Mio. Why are you getting so worked up? Unless you were imagining calling me that..." He taunted me, with those onyx eyes watching me sexily.

Our eyes locked and I tried to calm myself down.

"What's the matter? Lycan got your tongue?" He mocked.

"No… I was just… urgh! Don't talk to me!"

How do I say that those words totally threw me off? The way they sounded in his deep voice... Don"t think of that Kia!

"I am not calling you anything but Alejandro, now why are we stopping?" I was desperately trying to change the topic.

He gave me a look as he motioned to the restaurant that we had pulled up in.

"I don't know about you, but I"m fucking hungry."

I looked out into the dark that was illuminated by the brightly lit restaurant.

"We're in Manchester." I stated, feeling stupid.

"Yeah." He said, frowning. I nodded, feeling a little incompetent. "It's my favourite restaurant when I come this way."

"Nice…" I said, as he turned the ignition off, plunging us into darkness.

We got out and before I even had the door shut he was by my side, shutting it for me. The car lights flashed as he locked it, before reaching for my hand. My heart thudding as he guided me towards the glowing entrance.

"You know, I"m not so useless that I need guidance." I said quietly.

"I never said you fucking were." He said. But he still wouldn't let go of me, not until we were inside the brightly lit restaurant.

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Thirty minutes later, we were tucking into a huge order. We were seated in a stunning green velvet booth. The entire restaurant had an exquisite interior. The deep brown tables went perfectly well with the colour of the seats and walls. Soft instrumental music played in the background and I suddenly realised how much this looked like a date…

Alejandro was wearing a black button-down shirt, with his sleeves rolled up, showing off his tattoos. Not to mention how he filled the shirt oh so perfectly. The man was extremely hot. Goddess… did he have to be so smouldering?

I didn't miss the looks we were getting at the amount of food we had ordered. I didn't blame anyone either. There were just the two of us and we had ordered several dishes.

"Can I get you anything else?" The waitress asked. She was pretty, dressed in a black blouse and skirt. Her eyes fixed on Alejandro, giving him a flirty look. A look that sent jealousy spreading through me as fire did to oil. I clenched my teeth, trying not to growl. Feeling my aura rising.

Breathe…

Alejandro looked up at me sharply, before he reached over and took my hand, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles. His touch quelled the storm that had been rising within me.

"Tell me, Amore Mio, do you want anything else?" He asked, raising my hand to his lips as he kissed it softly.

I pressed my lips together, knowing he was trying to diffuse my anger, and he sure had, but now my stomach was going crazy. The waitress gave a forced smile, getting the hint.

"No thank you." I said coldly, glaring at her.

"Enjoy your meal." She said politely before walking off.

Alejandro smirked.

"Jealous, sweetheart?" He asked mockingly, as he cut some of his steak. His dark eyes were fixed on me.

"Don't call me that!" I said, tugging my hand free.

Did this seem funny to him? Stupid man, stupid handsome man who attracts attention…

"It's your fault to begin with!"

"You know I"ve only got eyes for you." He said in that same cold yet sensual tone of his, making my cheeks burn and dare I say it… My core throb with that illicit need…

Oh, Goddess… When did he become so charming?

"Your charm won't have me melting, in case that's what you're thinking." I said, giving him a confident look.

He tilted his head, a small smirk making its way onto his face.

"No, it fucking wont. It'll just have you dripping wet."

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ALEJANDRO

Her eyes flew open at my words and I smirked victoriously. Teasing her was more fun than pissing her dad off. The Westwood's were indeed perfect to fuck with, one way or another. But, the fact that she was opening up to me, meant a lot. I wanted her forgiveness. Just having her around me relaxed and calmed me way more than anything else.

We finished our meal with a bit of banter. I liked to tease her, yet whenever some female came near, I made sure to show her she had my attention. As much as it was fun seeing her get fucking worked up, I didn't need her letting her power out and calling those fuckers to her like moths to a flame.

After a quick bathroom stop when we had finished eating, we were back on the road. The mood was more relaxed and it felt perfect. I could get used to this shit. Her legs were turned towards me slightly and the urge to caress her thigh only grew with each passing moment.

"How much longer?" She asked, suppressing a yawn.

"It's not even that late." I remarked.

"Hmm, last night wasn't the easiest to sleep through." She said.

I glanced at her and saw she was looking in my direction, but once again she was slightly off. I smiled softly, letting my eyes glow red. Hers instantly found mine. Now that was better.

"A lot did happen." I said, not really wanting to remember it.

"How come a Lycan's eyes glow like that?"

"Well, I"m not a fucking history expert or some shit to know. Lycans aren"t really walking around everywhere for me to go ask one." I replied, shrugging.

"True... It must feel lonely at times, right? Being one of a kind?"

Her voice was soft and resonating within me, soothing like a lullaby yet enticing enough that I just wanted her to keep talking.

"I've got used to it. It was safer anyway if there wasn't anyone I was close to around… There's less chance of me hurting them." I said.

I don't know why I was telling her this. It felt like I was opening my heart to her, being vulnerable in a weird fucking way. But at the same time, it felt strangely good to talk about it.

Her hand reached out, brushing my knee before she placed it on my thigh, sending a bit too much fucking pleasure to my dick. I was a man who had a very high sex drive… and I had gone without for way too fucking long. Still, I tried not to react. Instead I reached for a cigarette and lit it.

"You know, you have always been way too hard on yourself. I wish you could see that." She said softly. I saw the smile on her face despite her words and cocked a brow.

"And would you mind telling me why the fuck you"re smirking?"

"You're tense." She said, giving my thigh a teasing fucking squeeze.

Fuck.

"Don't play with fire Amore Mio, unless you"re ready to put it out." I said huskily.

She fell silent, yet I didn't miss the beat of her heart nor the way she bit her lip as she moved her hand back. I wish I didn't speak, missing the feel of her touch. But I was not going to walk around with a fucking hard-on.

"Sorry…" She said with a pout.

She is a fucking gorgeous nymph.

"Nothing the fuck to apologise about." I said. Reaching over I ran my fingers through her silky locks, watching as her eyes fluttered shut at my touch. I wanted to kiss her, fuck her and do so much fucking more, but instead, I removed my hand and tried to focus on anything but her.

"Apart from the little brat, do you have any other friends?" I asked.

Did I just ask her about her friends?

"No, it"s just been the four of us. Raven, Liam and Damon."

"The fucker." I growled.

"Be nice."

"It's not in my fucking vocabulary." I said as I finally slowed down, scanning the country roads. Where exactly was this witch going to be? We were in the middle of some fucking deserted area…

"He's nice, if you get to know him… I get why you can't stand him but he isn"t a bad guy." She said as I parked up.

The road had grown bumpier and it wasn't the safest to go any further in a car, not without the chance of getting a bust tyre or stuck.

"We will continue on foot." I said.

She nodded, not even phased that she couldn"t see. I got out and walked around to her, taking her hand once again and leading the way.

"I don't see any lights. Are there even houses out here?" She asked.

"There are a few, but they all look abandoned." I said, my sharp hearing and nose picking up the smallest noises. I honed everything out, ignoring the rustle of the large grass and the trees. The sound of our hearts beating, the distant sound of forest animals rustling between the trees. Then the very faint sound of a heartbeat? It was close… I frowned, closing my eyes. Where was it coming from?

Before I could pinpoint it, suddenly the smell of tea tree oil, rich incense and black seeds invaded my nose. My hair stood on end and I felt the tingling chill wrap around me. The witch was here and she was strong.

I scanned the area but I couldn"t see her.

"The Lycan King himself has sought me out. I wonder if it is an honour or an omen."