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So I wanna give major thanks to DemonGirl who made me a new cover!! Amazzzing is it not?? So fan her, talk to her, just don't rape her!!! Sorry, my english teacher always says best of three persuades people??
We arrived at a posh Italian restaurant ten minutes later. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling of the atrium. Women in the most luxurious gowns glided past with a male escort in a tux. Diamonds glittered from their fragile necks showing off their wealth. A ruby red couch was pushed up against the wall. I looked at it hungrily, I wonder if it's bouncy, it looks awfully bouncy and I just couldn't resist. I sneaked a glance at Action man to see him talking to a snobby nose receptionist...waiter...person. I shuffled closer each time someone looked away. When my knee tapped the edge of the sofa I sank myself down into the seat. It wrapped around my bum cozily, I closed my eyes relaxing into it and let out a slight moan.
I hopped up and down on it, happy that it was, in fact, really bouncy. I reopened my gleeful eyes to see everyone facing my way.
“You're so weird.” Trent stated, walking closer to me to give me a hand up. Action man gave a feral growl of warning. We turned to him, confused and shocked. His eyes were full of lust, longing and...jealousy. He licked his lips and stared at me. The intensity in his eyes were turning me on slightly as well. I looked away, trying to hide my need for him. Trent plopped down next to me and Action man's chest rumbled as he growled lowly. Why does he always do this to me? One minute he hates me and thinks I'm a pile of crap and the next he's lusting for me and jealous. Dude, Bipolar much? I bounced up and down on the chair while I pondered on this, when Action man gave a snarl. I looked down at the red fabric that I was sitting on and then back at him, smirking.
“So Action man, are you jealous of Trent here or the chair that I'm sitting on?” His eyes glinted gold as his wolf emerged, proving my theory correct. Action man was green with envy because of a chair. “This chair gives me more pleasure than you ever will.” I was abusing the mate bond now but he shouldn't have denied it in the first place. He closed his eyes, trying to calm down his wolf. My lips twitched up at the thought that I have ruffled his feathers or fur in our case. When he had control of himself he turned and stalked away.
“What was that about?”Teddy asked, curious. I shook my head as I watched my mate's retreating figure. “You'll tell us later, right?” I nodded, I'll tell them all about me and Shane's relationship, all about the hurt but not now. I remembered Action man's warning, he doesn't want anybody to know and I will respect him. Not because I'm scared of telling or because I'm scared he will slaughter me like he promised but because I love him no matter how many times I say I don't. Although he rejected me and bought me so much pain, he's a good Alpha and I want his pack to love him as much as I do. I closed my eyes and pushed all the negativity to the back of my mind, bringing forth the semi-normal Charlie.
“Let's go! I'm hungry.” I white-lied, my appetite has disappeared leaving a hole that can only be filled by a certain someone. I bounced back to my feet and looked at the waiter...porter person, her make-up caked face made her look like a clown on drugs. “Take me to your food!” I raised a hand in a Nazi salute. She scrambled away and we followed hurriedly after her. We walked into this great big fancy eating place. I barely even remember what it looks like cos' I was too busy drooling at the buffet set out on the middle. Appetite coming back to me full force.
“I swear we're not allowed in these fancy restaurants dressed like this.” Sarah murmured while looking at the glory. Since we are quite a well off pack ourselves, we have seen all of this wealth on display before, plenty of times, but it never gets old and it always is beautiful. Except for the occasional toy and clothes, we like to look normal, sorta, if you don't count what I'm wearing at the moment.
“Yeah, We're not allowed in here. But this restaurant belongs to Shane.” Teddy, the know-it-all Beta said. I looked to the left to see Nathalie with, I presume, the same expression on my face. I turned around and ran to the buffet table piling all sort of fancy crap onto my plate. When I balanced as much as I can on my platter I looked around to find a table where I can ravish my goods. I spotted Trent waving his arm like a madman in the air, calling me to come over. When I reached my destination and sat down my plate filled half of the table leaving barely any room for the others. Nathalie was stuffing her face with all kind of delicacies.