A Delinquent School? Seriously Dudes? But I'm a wolf...

Chapter 22- Seriously mate? Do I have to?

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Chapter 22-Seriously mate? Do I have to?

(Robbis POV)

I stared at him, my eyes wide, before answering him. “No.”

I lowered my gaze, and felt my jaw lock as I chewed idly on my bottom lip, wanting to be anywhere right now. Anywhere other than this hell.

I can’t tell him.

I dont want to.

Nate let out a sigh, of what I assumed was frustration, and a low growl rumbled through him.

I flinched back instinctively, keeping my eyes down.

Just because he’s my damn mate, dont mean I trust him not to turn into an angry wolf and eat me.

Shuup okay. It could totally happen.

I had expected him to be angry, maybe yell at me. But instead he surprised me by placing a warm hand under my chin, and pulling my face up so that I was staring into his now pleading eyes.

As always the overwhelming tingling sensation appeared at his touch.

Damn. My. Hormones. To. Hell.

Oh right, this is hell.

Awkward turtle...

Trying to resist the urge to make awkward turtle hand motions, at the same time as gazing into Nates gorgeous eyes, was a lot harder than you would think.

I shook my head slightly, blinking fast.

Nate raised an eyebrow questioningly, and I gave him my best innocent look.

Yeah, I can be innocent when I want to be...

Maybe.

Okay, I completely fail at being innocent, but still!

Before I could say anything, he shook his head and the sad, serious expression was plastered back onto his face.

Damn him.

“Robbi dont be so imma..” He growled lowly before cutting himself off, obviously seeing the way my face hardened and my eyes narrowed at his words.

A growl escaped my chest, and I glared at him, jerking my face out of his hand.

Gah! Just when I begin to change my impression of him, and think he’s not such an asshole; he says something like that and proves that my first impression of him was completely damn right.

Urgh. Wanker!

A loud sigh escaped him, as he put his head into his hands.

After a moment, he looked back up at me, a weird expression on his face.

I stared at him for a moment before smiling slightly as I realised what the expression was; regret. He was trying to be nice.

I dont know whether that’s sweet or creepy...

Reckon I’ll go with sweet. It’s a fuzzier feeling.

“Look, I would never ask for this if it wasnt urgent. Like really urgent. I..I dont want him to hurt you. So I need to find out why he wants you. Understand?” He glanced away from me, his eyes gleaming slightly with embarrassment.