The Exiled Alpha | ✓

13 | Are You Jealous?

No... No, it's fine. He's not ignoring me... he's... he's thinking of an answer. It's fine.

When no reaction comes, I try again, "Afraid of losing? I guess I can understand that." The panic grows by the millisecond. My hands are jittery as I reach out to pick up another card, trying to convince myself to be casual.

He's almost gone now, one foot out of the room.

He doesn't hear me. He's not turning around.

At the last minute, in a flash of desperation, I blurt out his name, almost yelling, "Riot."

He stops, standing in the doorway with his back to me.

"Why am I here?" I ask, the silence of the room amplifying, "If I'm such a damn bother to you then just let me leave." The more I talk the angrier I get. I was brought here against my will only for the one whose suppose to be my mate to act like I'm a nuisance he was stuck with.

He turns around slowly. I flinch when his dark eyes are staring daggers at me.

There's so much venom in his voice that I have to hold back a whimper— another doing of the mate bond.

"Why? So you can go back to him? Good luck picking him off ground," he ends in a growl, his hands flexing like the first time I saw him.

He wants to hit something, or fight someone. Anything that lets his aggression be released.

My brow furrows tightly, and going against all my instincts, I raise my voice at him, "What the hell are you talking about?"

I jump back at the sudden shattering of glass, the arm of the couch jutting into my back. I quickly spot the fragmented vase pieces strewn across the floor.

Or throw something. That works, too.

"Tell me you're not his Luna." He's shaking as he comes closer, but his voice is as steady as a kill shot, deadly and certain.

The length of the couch is the only thing separating us now, and even that's not enough. I can feel the presence of his wolf surfacing, the same lethal aura that rolled off of him before Nathan got in his way.

The fear starts to disintegrate. That's what was bothering him? That's what made him hate me for the entire day?

My stomach flutters with excitement at the thought of him being possessive. One word could send him off the edge at this point. It'd be like throwing a bone off the cliff and watching his wolf drag him off after it. So I say four.

"Why? Are you jealous?" An amused smirk curls my lips.

"Fucking right I am," he responds immediately, with dead certainty.

I blink, the smirk falling from my face, "Wait... what...?"

Him admitting to caring about me was the last thing I expected.

He steps closer, the couch proving to be a sad excuse of a barrier. My back arches, the arm rest preventing me from scooting away any further.

Soon he's right in front of me, barely giving me room to breath. His arms cage me, one on the arm rest and one on the back of the couch. The close proximity hits me like a punch in the gut, forcing all the air out of my lungs. When I inhale again, my nose fills with his addictive scent.

I swallow, trying not to let the regret show on my face.

"Answer me." His face is unreadable, but his voice is a death warning.

I give what sounds like more of a question than an answer. "Um... Technically...?"

A growl rips from his throat, deafening and murderous. The leather squeals as it tears at the mercy of his claws. I press myself even further into the cushions, wishing it would just have mercy and finish swallowing me whole.

"You know this couch looks really expensive and I'm not gonna be the one to pay for it to get reupholstered so-"

"Did he touch you?" He asks through clenched canines, cutting off my nervous rambling. His mouth opens and closes again, like he wants to say something else but stops himself.

My unfocused gaze falls to his chest. "No."

He leans in closer, the tip of his nose caressing my jaw as he inhales the scent on my skin. His voice is so low and soft that it sends ice through my veins, making me shiver.

"Now he never will."

My fingertips ache with the need to touch him. To feel his body flush against mine in a solid embrace. I itch to watch his muscles flex beneath his tanned skin and to study his scar further. The collar of his shirt only teases me, gravity pulling it down as he's bent over me, giving me just a small glimpse.

His eyes, which have turned an impossible shade darker, roam over every inch of my face. My forehead, my cheekbones, and my nose, until eventually landing on my lips.

His mouth is slightly parted, his tongue unconsciously flicking out to wet his own lips.

Cautiously, I reach my hand up to curl my fingers gently around his wrist. When he doesn't pull away, I begin running my hand slowly up his arm, feeling the exquisite raises and dips of his muscles.

A rumbling, yet soft sound is coming from him, like a canine purr. By the time my palm reaches his shoulder, he seems to lean in closer.

My fantasy cuts off before it can even start when he suddenly moves away, standing up straight. The sight of his receding form is like a bucket of cold water over my head.

He's heading for the door, but I don't want him to leave. Not now.

"He wants me to marry him," I say off the top of my head. He stops in his tracks, every muscle in his body visibly contracting. A human might not be able to notice the small things, but a werewolf definitely can. And the sound of his knuckles cracking makes me tense.

"His father arranged it. I wouldn't have had a choice. The party that you... crashed... that was the bonding ceremony." When I stop talking I feel like I could drown in the silence that's so thick in the air.

There's no growl. No snarl. No nothing.

"Riot?"

He flinches slightly at the sound of his name. Then he shakes his head and continues walking out of the room.

Just like that, I'm unheard again. It feels like my heart shrivels in my chest. I've always envisioned it wilting like a flower. But this time it feels worse. So much worse.

With one last glance towards the cards laid out on the table, I lay down, burying my face against the cool leather.

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Things are getting more intense. But is it for the best or the worst? Share your thoughts :)

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