Female Alpha

•Chapter 30•

   Joshual's POV

I'm so annoyed at Taylor. She keeps going in other men faces and touching them. I just stared out the window and I could feel her eyes on me, but only for a second.

I sighed and rubbed my hand over my face. I looked over at Taylor and it looked like she was deep in thought.

"Stop at McDonalds." Ryan said. We rode down the rode before Taylor pulled up and parked. She got out of the car and I looked back at Ryan.

"What's wrong with her?" I asked. He shrugged and got out the car. I got out the car. She was already entering the place when I saw something on her neck that wasn't there before. It looked like a tattoo.

My eyes could just be playing with me. Me and Ryan walked through the doors and found Taylor standing in line, on her phone.

We walked in the line, standing beside her and waited. I looked over at her and leaned a little closer to see what she was doing on her phone. She was texting.

"Who are you texting?" I asked. She pressed the power button, making her phone cut off. She shrugged and walked up to the counter. What's up with her?

"How are you doing today, Alpha Sanders? May I take your order?" The cashier asked.

"I'll have the 20 piece nuggets with a large fry and a medium sprite." She ordered. The cashier nodded and typed it in on his machine.

"That will be-" Taylor cut him of saying,

"Here and keep the change." She put a twenty dollar bill on the counter. She began to walk off, but not before telling us to bring her food. She walked to a booth and sat by the window.

I ordered my food and Ryan ordered his. I got me and Taylor's food and went to sit down with Ryan behind me with his food. I sat down next to Taylor while Ryan sat across from us.

"Thanks." She mumbled. She grabbed her bag and took out her food.

I took out my cheeseburger and fries and started eating. I looked over at her and saw she looked bothered by something.

"Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded and ate a fry. I huffed and bit into my burger.

"Ew. That's gross man." Taylor said. I looked over at her and she pointed at Ryan.

"What?" He shrugged.

"Who puts their fries in their drink then ketchup and mayo then eats it?" Taylor asked, disgusted. Ryan laughed and dipped another fry like that and ate it.

"Apparently I do." He said. She rolled her eyes and continued eating. I looked closely at her neck and saw that my eyes weren't fooling me. It was some type of mark and it wasn't mine. It looked like ink.

"What is that?" I asked. She looked at me in confusion. I pointed at her neck, making her touch it with her finger.

"What do you see?" She asked.

"It's like a tattoo. It looks like..."

"A wolf?" She asked. I nodded and she moved her hand from her neck and continued eating. She is really getting on my nerves.

"Well?" I asked. She kept eating and looked out the window.

"Well." She repeated. I growled and hit the table.

"What's your problem man?" Ryan asked. I glared at him.

"It's just marker." Taylor piped in. I looked over at her and saw her lick her finger and trail it over her neck where the mark was.