Once Rejected, Now Wanted.

Chapter 5

I was going to spite him. I was going to get under his skin in any way that I could, for I refused to be the only one left frustrated.

Starting with the way I dressed, I made sure to appear my worst by leaving my hair in a disheveled mess and putting on lounge trousers and a pajama shirt.

It was an odd and displeasing choice for a dinner date, and that was what I wanted.

No makeup and a pair of flip-flops completed the look. I didn't want him to find me in any way attractive. I wanted him to dislike being seen with me, and that was just the start.

I was going to prove how stubborn I could be and cause him to give up.

The restaurant was empty when I walked in, and that became the start of my disappointment. My plan was to cause him to be embarrassed. He held a high status among his people and it would have been an embarrassment if he was seen having dinner with a girl dressed as I was.

I saw him seated at a table from across the room, and with his gaze fixed on me, I found myself almost stumbling. He was dressed in a rather elegant way. Black trousers, white sleeves and a matching jacket. His hair was perfectly done, and I could smell the pleasant masculine scent of his colongne. He looked good. Handsome, I hated to admit. A perfect blend of masculinity and charm stared at me, and I didn't know what to do with the chill that was slowly spreading through me.

He got up when I was few feet away from him, moved to the other side of the table and pulled out a chair for me.

"I've got hands. I don't need you to act all gentlemanly." I said to him.

"Sit." His voice sounded firm, denoting he was in no mood to argue and I rolled my eyes at him before settling down.

He was staring again.

A long look which started from my eyes, down to my lips and then my body. What I was putting on, to be exact.

I wasn't sure what he was thinking, but I hoped he was feeling every bit of disappointment and regret of wanting to dine with me.

His eyes drifted back to mine

"So much work you put in to make yourself look less attractive and yet you failed terribly." He said, leaving me stunned and speechless.

"Even if you were to put on rags and shave your hair bald, I'll still think you're the most beautiful lady I've seen."

"I don't care what you think." I replied, dishing out a plate of food for myself as a means of distraction. Looking him in the eye while having a conversation had to be the most difficult thing for me as it stirred up feelings within me that I didn't want to get stirred up.

"You should have told me your preference. I would have been in my pajamas, with my room as the venue, and you and I, all cozied up together, however way you desire."

"You must be a clown if you think I'll ever desire to be in your arms." I replied.

"Well, I guess you're right. I do see you in them sooner than you'd expect." His lips turned up in a slight smile, but taunting nonetheless.

I stuff a spoonful of food in my mouth, not caring if he was watching me. I was hungry and since he was bent on having dinner with me, I might as well eat to satisfaction while listening to him.

"How many dates till I get my laptop and drive back?" I asked.

"Maybe I'll give them back to you if you tell me why you're so uptight with me."

"Uptight? You think I'm being cautious around you so I won't develop feelings. I don't even like you to begin with." I told him.

"Let me guess, you got heartbroken by some bastard who didn't know your worth and you swore never to fall in love again." He said, which got me wondering if he went through the files on my computer. I did have some pictures of Josh and I saved there. Perhaps that was why he guessed correctly.

"Did you go through my laptop?" I asked. He didn't answer, but I supposed his silence meant yes.

"It appears my guess is correct. You did get heartbroken." He finally said.

Unable to control myself any longer, I stood up, slamming my palms on the table and moving over to where he was. I was angry. Very angry.

"You had no right. No damn right to go through my laptop, my files or anything. Just because we share some stupid bond doesn't give you access to me. This might be a game to you, but it's reaching too far and you'll regret it. I'll make sure of it." I yelled.

My breathing felt erratic once I was done and not knowing what next to do, I decided to walk out of the restaurant.

However, I felt his grip on my hand and in one swift move, he pulled me back.

He was up standing and I heard the sound of the glasses and dishes being swept off the table and hitting the ground.

It was quick, and in the next seconds, his hands came up my waist, and I felt myself being lifted off the ground and onto the table.

He was in front of me, closer than ever. Both of his hands at my sides and somehow caging me.

I felt hot. Like a hundred fireworks had ignited within me.

"I am a clown after all. You did get into my arms sooner than expected." His voice was a whisper, sweet like a gentle breeze on a summer night.

He had me hooked, and I found my resolve diminishing with every second that ticked by.

"Now, let me enlighten you, love."

His right hand left my side and up to my face, brushing off tendrils of hair away, his fingers grazing my skin in the process.

"The blood of an alpha runs through my veins, which means that I'm twice more tenacious than the average werewolf. I do not give up when my mind is set on something, and it appears that you've made my mind your abode."

"Ask of me whatever you want, and I'll do it, but there are two things I won't."

I could hear the sound of my heart beating fast. I was sure he could too, and I couldn't bring myself to do anything. His fingers still danced their way through my hair as he pushed it off my shoulders and behind my back.

"One: put you in the face of danger."

He raised my chin up so that I was staring directly at him, and he brought his face closer to a point where I thought he was going to kiss me.

"Two: stay away from you. I'm not sure I can, any longer and I owe it all to you. You walked into this city, and you walked into that bar. Now, we have a bond, and you must yield to it for I'm never letting go of you."

He pulled back and I found myself feeling a slight disappointment.

Without a second thought, I pushed myself off the table and ran to the exit, away from him.