Chapter-5
Angela's POV
My mind goes blank at what just happened.
Great going, Angela! Kissing the guy right in the first meeting? What must he be thinking? Fuck!
I look at who opened the door and it's Clara. She is looking at me in shock. She stops in her tracks as he sees me and Hunter. She starts walking towards me. The door opens and a tall guy walks behind her.
"Angie!" She greets me. She looks between me and Hunter. "Shall we go?" She asks. The man behind her comes and greets Hunter.
"Hey Alp-Hunter!" He greets him. What was he about to call him?
"Mark." He greets him back. "This is Angela." He introduces me. I give him a shy smile. He looks at me and then Hunter for a second.
"Hey!"
"Hi! It's nice to finally meet you." He smiles. Finally? What does he mean? I frown. "I mean..." He looks at Hunter for a second. "I heard about you from Clara." He points at her and smiles. I look at her and she is looking at him like she wants to kill him. He is just grinning. What is that? What's happening?
"Yeah, he..." She trails off.
"Do you know him, Clay?"
"Yep. I do." She clenches her jaw and looks at him like she wants to punch him. "He is a brother of one of the kids in my class." I can tell that she is lying. She shrugs at the look I give her. "Let's go."
"Let me wrap things in the kitchen." I say and am about to go, but Hunter grabs my phone quickly from my hand. "Oh, please." I plead and reach for it. But he puts his hand high up. Urgh! He is so tall and he puts his hand up. I can't reach him. He scrolls through my contacts and I jump to reach him. Suddenly he grins at me giving me my phone back. Did he see it? Of course he did.
Gangster Hunter. That's how I saved his name. I blush.
Please don't say it out loud. I plead internally.
"I like that." He says and I take my phone before going to the kitchen. Derek is talking to Mr. Lanson.
"Mr. Lanson, everyone left. My sister is here." They both look at me as I speak. Derek stands up straight.
"Good. You can leave for today." Mr. Lanson speaks.
"Bye. See you tomorrow." I put the apron down and grab my things.
"You can shove your opinions up your asshole." We hear Clara yell. My eyes go wide. She sounds angry. Oh it's never good when she is angry. We hear a chuckle.
"Sounds like Mark is here." Derek says as we all go out.
"You know Mark?" I ask.
"Of course."
"Does everyone know everyone in this town?" I sigh.
"We mostly do." He shrugs.
Once we go out, I find Clara with her hands folded near her chest and Mark standing in front of her with a huge smirk on his face. Hunter looks so amused by it.
"Let's go, Angie! This town is filled with assholes!" She curses as she turns her back to him and starts walking out. I give Mark a sorry look. She is out of the restaurant waiting by the car.
"She can be a little tough sometimes." I speak to Mark.
"It's fine. She's cute." He chuckles. He sounds cute to me. I smile. I turn to Hunter. I want to say something but my mouth doesn't open. I bite my lip.
"Let me walk you out." He says and grabs my hand. Tingles start running up and down my arm. I hear footsteps behind as his friends follow us out. Once we are out, I have to get in the car.
"Angie! Please come in. I want to get as far away from that man as possible." Clara yells from the driving seat.
"You can try." He yells back.
I just stand there not wanting to withdraw my hand from his hold. He pushes my hair behind, leans down and places a gentle kiss on my cheek. "I had to do that." He whispers in my ear. I want to cover my face so that he doesn't see how red my face is.
"Bye." I don't want to leave.
"Bye, Angel." He whispers back. He opens the car door for me. Once I am in, he closes the door. I don't want him to leave.
"Oh please, be done now, Romeo and Juliet. We get it. You are mat-attracted to each other." Clara rolls her eyes.
I give him a nod and he gives me nod too.
Clara steps on the gas and we are off on the road.
Hunter's POV
"Really? Tomorrow? We have just set everything up. Why did he want us to move?" I hear her ask Clara. Right now, I am in her room and... Man it smells like her. I love it. Seems like Clara is telling her that they have to move.
"I don't know. He is being an asshole when I asked him. But lucky for us, I got us a new place. It's nearby and the place looks real cool."
"Good. But what if that place owner wants us to move too as soon as we move in?"
"Oh trust me. That's not what he wants." Clara responds. That's definitely not what I want. I want her to stay.
"Are you sure? I hope he is not an asshole like our current house owner."
"Oh, he is." Clara whispers. I roll my eyes. A growl leaves my mouth which I am sure, Clara might have heard with her wolf ears.
"Bu-What was that?" My mate asks. I freeze. I hear footsteps coming closer and I hide in the closet.
"What?" Clara asks.
"Did you hear that sound? It's like a... a growl." The door opens and she walks in. I almost gasp as I see her. Oh, the things I want to do to you. She is wearing a small satin one piece night dress with small sleeves. I have to calm my wolf. Fuck! Hold in! Don't come out now!
"You heard that?" Clara asks in shock. Yes, how did she hear that?
"Yes. You heard it too?"
"No! I just..."
"Oh God! My head is aching since yesterday night. Maybe I am just imagining things." She holds he head. I want to go out and soothe her. What wrong, Angel? I look through the small gap in the closet door. My eyes meet Clara's. She is looking at me already and rolls her eyes. She gives me a look that says 'Really?' I don't pay her attention.
My eyes search for her, for my mate. She is standing in front of the mirror. She is looking at her hair.
"You are right. I should color it soon. The roots are showing the red color." She says. I frown. What does she mean? Is her hair originally red color? Why is she coloring it? It sounds like she wants to hide it. Why? She sighs and sits on the bed. "Are you tired of running?" She asks Clara looking down. Running? Clara looks at me from the corner of her eyes.
"Angie, let's talk about it some other time. Please." She pleads. She clearly doesn't want me to know whatever it is that she is hiding.
"Okay." She nods her head.
"Come, let's have dinner." Clara takes her hand and pulls her out of the room. I let out a breath and come out of the closet. "You should really close your bedroom window. You never know who might break in." She says that last part loudly so that I can hear it.
The door opens and Clara comes in suddenly.
"You better go out now."
"Or what?" I turn to her. "You do not order me around." I am serious. She can show her sass to someone else, not me.
"You can't just break in like that."
"I can and I will. My mate is in some kind danger and you are not telling me what it is. I am not leaving her alone even for a second." She shakes her head at me. "Does she have red hair?" She contemplates a minute before speaking.
"She does."
"Why does she hide it?" She opens are mouth to speak, but I cut her off. "I want the truth." She stays silent for a second.
"Then wait a week."
"I don't want to wait a week."
"Fine. Wait till Wednesday then. I need to know something before I tell you the truth."
I clench my jaw. She leaves the room and shuts the door behind her. I am left alone in my mate's room with her jasmine and rain scent. This is such a sweet experience.
Ican't wait for Monday.
A/N:
Hey my cute dumplings!
I mean... We all should have a Clara in our life. Right? Hunter is getting desperate though. Step-by-step.
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