My Ruthless Alpha

Weak in the knees

Jazmine's pov

Two weeks, two whole weeks since he walked away from me and not once has he made contact.

No text, no call, nothing. Sure he didn't have my number but he had resources. He's a prince for heaven sake! He could get my number from literally anyone.

He hasn't even come to the diner. And his friends practically live here!

Everyday, I find myself looking outside to see if I can spot him somewhere out there. My head whips up to check the door everytime the bell chimes to let a customer in and every single time, I get disappointed.

Over and over my heart has shattered into tiny little pieces that I was afraid I could never put back together with each passing day.

I feared I could never put myself together again.

He didn't want me, he'd made that perfectly clear, and I hated how much it gutted me to know he didn't want me.

I hated the hold he had over me, and I hated myself for letting him root himself into my soul.

I wanted him, needed him. I felt suffocated, my lungs fighting with everything to pull in air even when I was breathing deeply.

I hated how he was in my head, every night I closed my eyes to be greeted with the perfect sight of him.

The feel of his touch, his lips. In my dreams, he was mine, to love, to hold, to make love to.

Pathetic? Very! But what else could I do?

He didn't want me, and he wouldn't reject me either. I was stuck in this place of hurt and yearning that I couldn't pull myself out of.

And I hated that he was putting me through all this.

I heard the door chime again and fought with every bone in my body not to turn around and see if it was him, even when my body tingled and heart hammered against my chest.

I placed the food I'd been holding onto the table in front of the customers and asked if there was anything else they needed, to which they answered no.

My body hummed, blood rushing through my veins and the air turned cold. Not the bad kind, his kind of cold, and damn it I couldn't breathe!

I felt light headed as I turned around to go back to the kitchen, my eyes, without permission, turning to the door; but unlike other times, they locked on a purple storm that swept me in instantly.

It was him, he was here, he'd come. Finally, he'd come.

I felt my lungs finally open up and take in air, blood rushing through my body going straight to my head, my legs weak and shaking as my knuckles gripped the tray in my hands like it was my lifeline.

My hearing muffled, eyes blurring as I fought to breathe.

He took hurried steps towards me as I saw black spots invade my vision.

“Jazmine!” I heard a voice call out as my legs gave out, and all I could think was how embarrassing it was to literally faint at the sight of him.

…

I was drifting, endlessly, on a warm cloud that made me feel safe. It's strong arms holding me tight, sending electric shocks through my body, all the way down to my core.

Mmmmm this felt nice.

But why would a cloud have arms?

“I should have insisted she take a break, she's been working too hard” a sweet, motherly voice I knew too well said with concern, gently pulling me back to earth, even though the cloud never let go.

“She'd never agree to that” that was Chelsea, her voice sharp and cautious, I wonder why.

I fought against the warmth of the cloud and opened my eyes, the grip around me tightening, lulling me back to dreamland.

Blinking a few times, my vision cleared and before I could figure out what was happening, I was drowning into a purple pool that promised to never let me go.

“Are you okay?” His voice was tender, loving… and worried?

I opened my mouth to respond but couldn't utter a word, which made him frown, giving his face a sexy dark allure that made me want to strip and let him have me.

God he was so sexy.

Wait a minute! Why is he here?! When did he get here?! Why am I in his arms?! What the hell happened?!!

“Jazmine?” Chelsea's voice made me turn my head to notice Ezra and I weren't the only ones in the room.

I quickly pulled myself out of Ezra's hold, which wasn't easy since he was holding onto me like his life depended on it, but he eventually let me go and I sat beside him on the bench in the locker room.

I tried to piece together what on earth happened that led to this. Nothing was out of the ordinary until he walked in and I blacked out… I f*****g fainted!!

“Are you alright dear?” Judy asked, making me nod.

“You gave me quite a scare, are you sure you're alright?” She asked again and I smiled at her.

“I'm okay Judy, I guess I haven't been sleeping well” I said, a little embarrassed at the lie.

How could I possibly admit that I fainted because of the beautifully sculpted adonis sitting next to me.

“Alright, you can get the rest of the day off, okay?” She said sternly, leaving no room to argue.

“You need the rest, since you haven't been sleeping well” Chelsea said, making me roll my eyes.

“Okay, fine, I'll go home” I said with a sigh, knowing there was no way either of them would let me get back to work.

“Good, get all the rest you need, I'll see you tomorrow” Judy said and left, throwing Ezra a frown as she went.

“Do you need me to drive you home?” Chelsea asked, throwing Ezra a quick glance before her hard gaze settled on me.

I knew what it meant, she'd get me away from him if I wanted, but I didn't want that. If he was still here, then he must want to talk, right?

“It's okay, I'll call dad to come pick me up” I said, giving her a nod.

She sighed and left, leaving Ezra and I alone.

My eyes glued to my shoes, I could feel his on me, silently observing me.

“Are you sure you're okay?” He asked after a long silence.

“Yes, I'm fine” I said, still looking at my shoes.

“That's good” he said, sending us into a long awkward silence.

Getting a little tired of him just staring at me and not saying anything, I raised my eyes to look at him, feeling some hurt and resentment stir.

“Why are you still here?” I asked, sounding more hostile than I intended, I'm not even sure that's what I wanted to ask, it just slipped out.

And it caught him off guard, his eyes widening just a little before he quickly got to his feet.

“I just wanted to make sure you're okay” he said, hopping from one foot to the other before taking hasty steps towards the door.

“So that's it? That's all you have to say to me?!” I asked, standing up, all while my anger burnt hotter.

“No, I just… right now is not a good time okay? We'll talk some other time” he said with a cautious sigh, his gaze almost begging.

“And what's so wrong about right now?!” I asked, my voice rising, not even caring that someone might hear me and rush in.

“Jazmine please, keep it down. My family's here and they'll hear you!” He whisper yelled, his gaze still pleading.

“Wow” a harsh, broken laugh bubbled out of me as I felt tears sting my eyes.

So I wasn't good enough for his family?

“Why don't you just reject me and get it over with?!” I yelled, not caring if his precious family heard, but the words tore me apart.

I didn't want him to reject me, I wanted him to accept me, love me, mark me.

But I also knew I couldn't stay like this, I couldn't let him do this to me. I'd rather suffer once and get it over with.

In a flash, he closed the little distance between us and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against him.

“Listen to me and listen well, that will never happen. You are mine Jasmine, there is no way I'm rejecting you!” He growled into my ear, muting all the anger within me, weakening my knees all over again.

The heat flowing from his body to mine and the vibrations when he growled made me take a shaky breath, his delicious scent not helping at all.

Damnit Jazmine! Pull yourself together!

“What am I supposed to think when you've been ignoring me for two weeks?!” My voice came out weak, pissing me off.

I hated the effect he had on me, stupid mate bond!

With a sigh, he pulled back until he was looking at me, pain and regret creating a beautiful canvas on his face.

“I… I'll explain myself, but right now is not the time, okay?” His gentleness and sincerity made me swallow every word I wanted to hurl at him and nod.

With a gentle kiss on my forehead, he left me to pull myself together.