The Curse Of An Alpha *MATURE*

Chapter 13 part 2; well bollocks.

"Are you hungry?" Colden asked, ignoring the intrigue on his sisters face. His face sported a small beard and his eyes lacked their usual mischievous glint. Alice cast her eyes to the back of his head and was surprised to see that it was very much a mess.

Her stomach gave off a rumble at the mention of food. She nodded, tearing her eyes away from his gaze to stare back out of the window. Despite her best attempts she still couldn't forget that night at the club and if she stared too long she feared that she'd want to have a repeat. Or worse, that he would be able to smell her arousal.

Now that she wouldn't live down.

Colden let out a sigh at her lack of response and proceeded to fiddle with the Gps. He muttered profanities underneath his breath and a glimmer of satisfaction coursed through her. A dark wave shot through her veins when the scent of his own frustration hit her. It was anger but at what, she didn't know. It was all that they seemed to be able to feel for each other. Apart from that one moment over a year ago where she thought that he had been her knight in shining armour.

"There's a diner 2 miles from here," Belle spoke up, pointing to the side on the road with an arrow, "we could just stop there?"

Colden nodded momentarily casting his gaze to the mirror. His fingers drummed against the steering wheel and his eyes left burning imprints on the side of her face. Despite her mind urging her to ignore him, she couldn't help but watch as he pressed a few buttons on the car's screen and dialled a number. The guard who had called a few hours ago to report back answered, his voice alert.

When she turned her eyes back towards the window, she thought that she caught the sight of grey fur zooming past the trees. It was so quick that maybe she had imagined it but then...no, she didn't think she did. When she looked a second time, it wasn't there. A frown took over her face, the hair on her nape stood upright and her nerves coiled.

"Call Doctor Eaton about Tom," Colden took a turn to the left where they could see the parking lot of the Diner, "yeah, and let me know what he says later on. I'll want him with us as soon as he can travel."

It wasn't long before the car came to a halt and Belle's door opened, not even before Colden turned the ignition off. He huffed out a chuckle.

Alice got out, not wanting to be left alone with him. A wince crossed her features as her boots hit the ground, the shock from the impact travelled up her legs. She still hadn't slept much and her body ached with the familiar pull she experienced everytime a full moon neared. She had six days until it came. Six days until she had to experience the torture of the effects of sleeping with Colden.

It wasn't a surprise that she was a little tense.

"You alright?" Belle tugged a hair band around her hair, a soft smile loitering her face. Alice nodded, gazing at the sand and half dead plants around them. It was nowhere near as cold as it was back in New York. In fact, it was rather warm.

"Come on then, Chicka. Let's get some food in ya while we wait for my brother. He can talk someones ear off," her arm wrapped around her shoulder.

A frown pulled at her lips at the sound of the jingle from the door, the smell of grease and fried eggs hit her right in the face. Her stomach gave off a loud grumble which Belle laughed at. 

The waitresses eyes trailed over them as they took a seat in the booth closest to the back; they had the view of the car park from the window and of the doors. The leather seats smelt largely of sweat and chemical cleaners. Her nose scrunched up in irritation. Alice had never liked going into places like these for that very reason- she could smell it all.

"You know, you could learn to control your senses. It'd be most likely harder for you since you're still, you know, partially human," Belle's voice turned to a hushed whisper. Alice's frown deepened at her choice of words, "but I'm assuming it'd be the same. We all do it."