His Betrayal

Chapter(11)

 

Annabelle

Love. That's pretty much what i've been feeling. Who knew a mate was this amazing? I sure didn't. We all walked around together as a group laughing and hanging out, but Logan wanted to spend some 'quality time' with me, so I agreed. We've basically been walking around with his arms around me, like the perfect couple. When Logan suddenly pulled to a stop, me with him, I looked up curiously. He was smiling at me and nodded in the direction of a seafood restraunt.

" Want to go inside?" he asked.

" Heck yeah! I love seafood. How'd you know?" He chuckled at me before answering.

"It just so happens to be my favorite too little mate, shall' we consider it our first date?'' I felt heat rise to my cheeks and looked up to meet his eyes.

"Sure." If I didn't feel my mouth move I wouldv'e sworn that was some other lovestruck teenager, but nope it was me. It came out barely above a whisper.

"Well come on." He lifted me up around the waist, not before I squeled, and placed my feet over his and we started walking. He nuzzled his face his my neck and i couldn't help but lean into his warmth. When we finally got inside he set me down and asked for a booth. At the back of the restaruant is were we ended up. I was getting ready to sit across from him but he wouldn't have that, so instead he pulled me down onto his lap. I just giggled like a school girl. A waitress came to take our order but not before looking over my mate first, I sniffed the air. Werewolf. She smirked in approval of my mate, so I decided to aware her of my presence. I was dead set on cussing her out, but Isabelle my wolf  wasn't having it so we let out a warning growl that sounded full of power and authority. The waitress/shewolf jumped and took in my glare before cowering in fear and lowering her eyes in submission. She asked me first what I would like to drink with a kind smile, still not making eye contact, and did the same to Logan. At'a girl. I smiled at my newfound possesiveness I think it makes me seem hot. And judging by the look on Logan's face he agreed, with a black swirling of lust in his eyes. Yum. My eyes immediately trailed down to his lips and I started nibbling on my bottom lip.

"Don't do that little mate." he somewhat growled.

"Marcus"

"Marcus"

"Marcus"

 Isabelle kept chanting in my head. What the heck! Who's Marcus? I decided to voice my quesstion.

"Uhm, Logan who's Marcus?"

At first he was shocked then his face slowly turned into happiness. "That would be my wolf. And i'm guessing yours is Isabelle?" Now it was my turn to be shocked.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"The same way you did." I smiled. 

The waitress came with our drinks and set them infront of us. We ordered our meals and continued on talking and getting to know eachother. It has seemed like forever since I've ever felt even remotely close to this happy in awhile. In after what felt like forever, or maybe i'm just hungry, the waitress brought our food. I was maybe a couple bites into my shrimp scampi, when my fork was taken from my hand. I looked over at Logan with a mock glare, only to see him holding my fork out towards my mouth with noddles wrapped around it.

"Open." I did as he said and smiled when I closed my mouth.

"What about your food?" I looked at his plate only to find it empty. Awww he ate fast so he could feed me, corny but sweet. I was already getting full so I turned the tables. Grabbing my fork back from his hand I scooped up some noodles and shrimp and moved it toward his mouth, he smirked.

"Open up." He did as I said and in no time we were finished. Once, Logan insisted he paid and we left the money and check at the booth we left the way we walked in. With me in his arms riding ontop of his toes. I giggled the whole way ofcourse. I realized it was getting late and that we should head home.

"We should get back to the pack house."

"Yes we should little Annie. Come on.''  I giggled at the new nickname. He picked me up off his feet and motioned for me to get up on his back for a piggy back ride. I got on without hesitation, I can't help it i love piggy back rides.

"Giddy up horsie!" He chuckled and started walking toward the parking lot.

"Wait! Do we take my car?" I asked noticing my silver camaro.

"Uhm, actually we probably should i forgot Brent drove the girls home already."

"Okay, do you want to drive it?' I had a feeling he would what guy would pass up driving a sports car, let alone a camaro. I dangled my keys in front of his face tauntingly.

"You bet i do!" He snatched my keys and unlocked my car making the beeping sound. When we got to my car he twisted me around his waist and opened my car door setting me on my feet. This close I couldn't breath his scent was intoxicating. When he started to lean down with his lips inches from mine my last thought was. Kiss Me. Before his lips planted on mine. My mind went completely blank I couldn't think a coherent thought. My arms had a mind of there own going up and around his neck without any thought. He pressed me further against my car and i gasped, he took the oppurtunity to deepen the kiss and I let him. He didn't want to stop and neither did I, obviously but if we didn't I'd faint from lack of oxygen. Right when I was about to pull away he did also, but kept his head bent on mine. Our breaths mingled together and his eyes opened. He smiled and so did I.