The beast and the tamer

Chapter 5

                         Ava's pov:

I wake to the smell of bacon and pancakes. And... is that cinnamon rolls? Yum. I slide out of bed and check my phone for the time. 9:00 am. I thought mere had work, why do I smell food?

Me and mere live by ourselves so unless it's her no one could be making breakfast. At this I feel my chest tightening, who the fuck is in my house. I creep down stairs not bothering to change out of my pjs. I feel my heart pounding as I put my hand over it, scared that whoever it is might hear.

My rational mind isn't responding right now, my panic attack trying to take over. Thanks a lot trauma. That one piece of rationality is trying to make me understand that an intruder would not be making breakfast. But my body isn't responding. Images from that night flash in my mind, the pain, the fear, the powerlessness.

My breathing must have gotten load because my sister rounds the corner and rushes to me. " hey, hey, hey it's me, it's me." She says holding me tight. "M-Meredith" "yes it's just me" I gaze at her as I try to calm my breathing and my heart.

My panic slowly retreating, I reassure Meredith I'm fine and continue to the kitchen. I hate when I have panic attacks in front of her. I feel guilty and ashamed, she knows this which is why she understands when I just walk away like that.

" I thought you had work?" I ask, as we eat the breakfast that initially woke me up. "Linsey called said she needed to pick up more shifts. I gave her mine." Mere says with a shrug. So I could have taken a shower last night. Damn. Whatever.

"Anyway do u have any plans today?" She asks. "Yeah actually" she literally starts choking on her bacon. So dramatic. "You have plans?" She repeats with a look of complete shock. Understandable tho. She asks me that question every day and everyday I say no. Yeah, I know, I sound like a blast.

"Yes I have plans" I say in a mocking tone. "What are they?" She asks, "I met someone at the bar last night," the choking fit begins again. I roll my eyes. "You have a date!?" She exclaims. "No you moron, I accidentally fell asleep on a guy's shoulder last night,so as an apology I offered to bring him lunch" I explain.

I leave mere with a still shocked expression at the table as I clean my plate and return to my room. I spend the next hour reading after I take a shower. When 10:00 comes by I go down stairs to start getting the food ready.

Mere is in her room listening to some music. I hear it blasting outside her door as I make my way down stairs. What is that? Benson Boone. Nice.

I reach the kitchen and realize I don't know if he is allergic to anything. Fuck. Whatever we will make options. I spend the next 30 mins making three different meals. One a nice club sandwich just for something classic. The second a homemade chicken broccoli Alfredo. The third a fresh salad.

After the food is finished I pack each into a separate container and place them into a lunch bag. I then go upstairs and start getting ready. It's 10:36, I already showered so I walk to my closet and start trying to pick an outfit. It'll be noon so I know it's hot and it's daytime so no point in dressing fancy.

I settle for a pair of jean shorts and a cropped white t-shirt and white sneakers. I did light makeup just a touch here and there. And my hair i pulled into a French braid over my shoulder.

It was 11:02 by the time I was done and I walked to my truck, food in tow. I crunk my Toyota Tacoma and actually up held the speed limit unlike some people. I reached the bar around 11:50 and proceeded inside. There were still people here but not a lot since noon wasn't really a party hour.

Most of the people here were members of the sons of honor the rest were club bunnies. I looked around the bar and my eyes found his. He waved me over and I walked towards him, he was sitting with a bunch of guys and from the leather and patches I knew they were club members.

I had saw the mountains patches last night so I knew he was one of them. Surprisingly they weren't all that intimidating, then again compared to the mountain I don't think a lion could be intimidating.

As I approached I had already caught the attention of all the men sitting there. Some gave me curious looks while others gave me warry looks. They were sitting on couches that were organized into a semi circle. Luckily the mountain was sitting at one of the edges so it wouldn't be too awkward. I really need to find out his name.

"Hi" I said with a smile when I reached him, he returned it and out of the corner of my eye I saw one of the guys eyes go wide. "Hello Ava" he said, wait when did I tell him my name? My face must have gave away my question because he answered "I heard your friend say it last night." He said with amusement. "Oh ... that makes sense" I say awkwardly, silently aware of the club guys staring holes through me.

He noticed my discomfort and immediately shot them a look that would scare anyone shit less. They all immediately turned away. Except the one beside him, he was looking at the mountain with a smirk on his lips. They look similar and seem familiar so im guessing they're related.

"That reminds me I never got your name." I say trying to get rid of the awkwardness. "Beast" he says, returning his gaze to me. oh right club members use those road names or whatever. Well it suits him. Oh yeah the food.

"Well beast," I say testing out the name. "I forgot to ask if you were allergic to anything or if you had a preference, so I brought options." I say sitting the lunch bag on the coffee table sitting in the middle of the couches. I start unpacking the bag and pull out the 3 meals. " this is a club sandwich, this is homemade chicken broccoli Alfredo, and this is a plain salad." I say pointing to each container. "You can choose whichever" I say, flashing a grin.

I see that spark of emotion again. The one that says he never has experienced this before. Why does that piss me off. I just met the guy I shouldn't feel this protective of him.

He examines each container and chooses the club sandwich. I had also packed some small things to go with it depending on what he chose. Since he chose the club sandwich I reached in the bag and pulled out a small container containing sliced fruit.

"You really didn't have to do this"he says with that smooth Deep voice. It had already almost killed me when he said my name but when he talks in longer sentences it's like heaven.

"Hush and eat" I say, this is more for my comfort. I hate causing problems for people and I had made this guy stand for around 3 hours.

I felt the eyes of the other guys snap back up to me, I meet their shocked gazes with one of confusion. What'd I say. What'd I do. I look back to beast to see him eating some sliced strawberries , completely unbothered.

He meets my gaze and once he swallows his food he speaks. Oh he has manners. Nice. " have you eaten yet?" He asks, and I have the distinct feeling like what seems like a harmless conversation is confusing and scaring the people around us. Don't know why tho.

Authors note:
I want to sincerely apologize for the lack of updates, I have been really unmotivated for the last few months or so. However since this is my first book, I plan to try harder. I also want to apologize for the many grammar mistakes in the first couple chapters, as well as the unorganized layout.

I hope you all enjoy the rest of the book.❤️❤️❤️