His Married, Human Mate

Chapter Five

Ethan's POV

It was almost time for the end of day bell that signalled us that we could clock out. I had been done for a few moments and swept my area and decided to go wait by the clocks so I could be there when Leona walked over. I wanted to be close to her. Her scent and being closed kept my wolf calm. She had me worried this morning. Her eyes were puffy and a little red and I could still smell the saltness of her tears on her face.

I knew something had upset her but I hadn't gotten close enough to her to be able to ask without it raising suspension on her part. I would go to my mother's house after work today. She wasn't really sick but the pack school had a teacher out due to a training injury for the day and she was called in by our Luna to come in and help out until the regular teacher returned on Monday. It was going to drive me crazy that I would not see Leona for the next two days. I was debating following her and finding out where she lived just to keep an eye on her but decided against it because I did not want to see her with her human husband.

I head on over to the time clock, there is only one in the building. I wait on Leona to come out of her work cell area to the main walk way. I hoped she would let me walk her out to her car without it being a thing, even if it was to me.

There she came around the corner with her long strawberry blonde hari in a pony tail and saftey glasses pushed up on her head like sunglasses. She wore a regular t-shirt and jeans. She was slim with hips and her jeans allways seemed to hug her just right. You would never guess that she had a 2 year old at home. She glanced up and seen me and walked over.

"Hey! You waiting to clock out?" She asked. I smile down at her and met her blue gray eyes and nodded. "Yeah, I finished and swept a few minutes ago. Thought I could wait here and walk with you to the time clock." I told her as she sipped her water, swallowed. "Yeah, that's fine. I don't have any friends in my cell. There's a bit of an age gap and they dont care for me." She started in a normal tone and whispered by the end and giggled. I chuckled at her. She was put in a tenured cell with my mother because she was a hard worker and they liked her. Plus there was not many people here under the age of twenty five years old.

We turned and began walking down the walkway. "How was the rest of your day?" I asked. "It was okay. Except I do not like the large units we make, I can lift them and move then fine, but they just take so much more stuff on the inside its a little harder for me to keep up on them." She said. "What about you?" I shrugged my shoulders, " Not too bad, the press I run is pretty easy and I usually hit quota and finish with a few minutes to spare at the end." I told her. "What are you plans the rest of the day?" Curious as to what her routine was. "When I leave here I will go pick up Brock and I have to grab some milk but then I will head home, make dinner and play with Brock and relax for the evening. Nothing exciting planned for the weekend." she told me. "I see. Mine is pretty much the same but I think me and some of my friends are going to go hiking tomorrow. You could come with us if you want." Offering up a group setting may make her agree to come out and do something with me and she could bring Brock.

"Uhm, I am not sure I can. Alone with a group of guys in the woods?" She repeated. s**t. That did sounds intimadating when you didn't know any of us well. "I total understand. Now that you say it like that I would say no if I were you too." I kinda laughed it off but disappointed I didnt think that out more.

BRINGGGGGG!

The end of day bell rang, letting everyone know that they could clock out and leave for the day. We were standing right next to it when it rang and she spun her head so fast that her pony tail of hair slapped against my chest. Her her was thick, so it did make a muffled thud liek sound but did not cause any sort of pain, but i grabbed my chest as if it inflicted some. "Ugh! My chest, if that had been my face you would of knocked me out." I teased her. She laughed and placed her hand on top of mine on my chest. "Well its a good thing you are so tall then. Saved yourself from my hair." Her laugh was loud and some would say obnious but to me it was like music to my ears, this being the first time I have heard her laugh. I instinctively put my other hand over hers smiling looking into her eyes wanting to float away in them like clouds when I hear the man behind us clear his throat.

"We better clock out before this line tranpules us." I tell her and we both clock out and head to the door just feet away. I hurry my step up just a little so that I can hold the door open for her. "Thanks." She says smiling up at me as she removed her saftey glasses off the top of her head. I couldn't help myself but watch as she stepped in front of me. Her round apple shaped ass lightly bounced with her step in front of me. I can only imagine what she would look like in a sun dress with her legs tan. I almost trip thinking to myself noticing that she is rubbing her arms since it was so cold though. There wouldnt be any sundresses anytime soon.

"Did you bring a jacket?" I asked her hoping she had or I would give her mine. "I did but I forgot it in the car." She said pointing up towards her car. She stuttered step seeing there was a man sitting on the hood of her car. I saw him too. Who the hell was that? I her heard mutter to herself, "What is he doing here?" Immediately wanting to protect her i asked, "Do you know who that is?" She paused and nodded, "Yeah, that is my husband." My heart sank to my stomach, knowing that I had hoped I wouldn't have to met him ever and definatley not anytime soon. I mentally was already comparing myself to him in my head. "Okay, Have a good weekend doll. See you Monday." I told her and headed over to my car not bearing to look back to see how she greeted him. It would hurt enough hearing it with my ear but I didnt have to watch it too.

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