Derek's POV.
Layla's boney fingers wrap around her medium sized stirofoam cup.
damn, i need to get some meat on this girl. fill her body up.
i have to admit.. she does look good. .. but just too skinny.
she pushes her chair back with the backs of her knees and stands up.
i immediately stop eating and look at her, causious of what she's going to do.
her eyes scan the room until the land on the soda machine. she smiles and takes a step forward when she sees exactly what my eyes have been looking at since she got up.
i will watch his every move and make sure he doesn't make a move on her.
he's not allowed to touch her.
she is mine and only mine,
wait.. what am i saying?
i don't care what the stupid bastard does to my bitchy little mate.
my wolf whimpers and whines at my cruel thoughts. my wolf does nothing to make a move on the guy approaching Layla.
as she fills her cup with dr. pepper, the guy goes directly behind her and almost causes her to drop her drink when she sees him.
i focus all my hearing on them.
"jesus" she whispers.
"sorry, did i scare you?" he asks.
i roll my eyes at him. no idiot, she just almost splattered dr. pepper all over your brand new shiny black nikes for no reason. no reason at all.
"no, you juts jumpedd in front of me and i gaspedd for no reason" she says.
.. we have the same thoughts some times.
"ha. sorry about that"
i could see she was in thought. not deep thought, but deep enough to have her zoned out staring at absolutely nothing.
'he seems kind of nice..' i hear her think.
i growl lowly. she is not allowed to think about someone other than me like that.
i sigh and run my fingers through the tips of my gelled hair.
"you do have feelings for her" my wolf smirks.
"no i dont"
"yes you do"
"no i dont"
"yes. you. do"
"no! i dont!"
he smirks in my head. i hate when he does this and no one else can see him, only me.
"admit it"
"i do not have feeling for that whiney bitch" i spit at him.
"your scared to"
"what?"
"you're scared to admit how you feel, because then you wouldn't be able to go through with that asshole of a plan"
"shut up"
"admit it. either one. they both involve the same thing.. Layla. she is our mate Derek. stop trying to break her, it won't work. and even if it does she'll hate us and we'll be mateless. is that really how you want to spend the rest of your life? Laylaless?"
i feel my eyes soften at his words. but as soon as they were effected i covered it up.. but apparently not quick enough.
i heard my wolf chuckle, the mocking sound filling my head.
i growled at him.
"may i remind you, that as long as you mock me Layla is still standing over there with your competition" i say with a smirk.
he growls and i smirk.
he takes over my body and walks over to them. i see Layla open her mouth to say something but i cut her off before a single words flows out. "is this guy bothering you Layla?" my wolf's voice booms.
"umm.. no" she shakes her head. "just making conversation"
"you don't even know him" my wolf said through gritted teeth. he was trying his best not to turn and rip the guy's head off for bothering our mate.
"i barely know you" she challenges, crossing her arms over her chest.
"get back to the table" i say before my wolf transforms from rage.
"make me"
i hear the guy's muffled laughter and my wolf almost pounces on him but i hold him back.
"Layla, get your ass back to the table before i carry you out"
i don't know how much longer i can hold back my wolf so i have to get her away from that guy.. and fast.
she huffs. "fine" she trudges her feet past the guy and me.
the guy turns around with an amused look on his face and i want nothing more than to punch the asshole in the jaw.
"i'll see you later, Layla" he says with a flirty smile.
my wolf tries to take over my body and slash his razor sharp claws across his face for flirting with her, but i hold him back,
damn this guy.
she turns around and smiles. "and how do you plan on doing that?" she asks.
"i'll find you" he winks.
she blushes furiously and my wolf growls.
she turns and sits down at our table. i don't follow after her until the guy goes back to his table and sits down as well.
i go to Layla and sit next to her.
my wolf calms down a little but i completely lost my appetite.
i pick up my food and throw it away before storming out of the small diner.
i sprint down the street until i reach the woods. once i reach the woods i strip behind a tree and leave my clothes in a pile. i scrape the tree and urinate on it so i know where to find my clothes when my wolf is done blowing off steam.
i quickly transformed and let my wolf take over.
it's probably not the smartest idea to let him take over completely, but i'm tired of fighting with him.
he ran as fast as his four legs would move. he dug deep into the gritty dirt and left a smal pile of dirt behind every track.
he ran to try to escape from terrifying Layla.
he knows that Layla doesn't trust us yet and turning in front of her or hurting a guy she just met who she claims to be nice would just make everything worse.
Ryder (my wolf) needs to get Layla to trust him. he needs her in his arms at night. he needs to know she is safe. .. but he can't do any of that until layla trusts him.
and he desperately need her to.
he will do anything to make her trust us... anything.
it scares me, some of the things he does to get his way. Ryder is hella scary. he even scares me.
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