S.C.M Trials

Chapter 6

Desiree's POV

What Daniel had said struck something inside of me. Why was I feeling this way? I've never been the type to be so touchy with men and here I am getting too close with my probation officer. The event that happened in the car, I couldn't explain my reasoning to it. It's like I was drawn to him for some reason. It's so weird because my heart doesn't seem to jump at the sight of him but it's as if my mind and body wants him. Cutting my thoughts short, I followed Daniel down the hall to the kitchen. I noticed the way how broad his shoulder were as he guided me to the table.

The smell of freshly cooked food hit my nostrils. Italian. I've never really understood why but since I was a little girl, my senses were always strong. The first time my parents brought me for a check up as a baby, the doctor was shocked how well developed my senses were. It was abnormally too good.

"Ehem." I looked at Daniel who was already seated. "Aren't you going to come eat? Or do you just want to stand there like a maniac?" I scoffed at his comment. There's no way I could remotely have any emotional feelings towards him. He was just a big douchebag. It's probably just sexual tension causing both of us to act this way. I huffed as I took my seat across from him and began eating; not caring the look he was giving me.

Mmm. Alfredo sauce. Noticing the glasses in front of me, I picked one up and smelled the content in it. Alcohol. Well, looks like I honestly need it after everything I've been through. Drinking both the white wine in one shot, I went back to my eating.

"Really? Who does that? It's wine not whiskey. You're suppose to sip not chug it in one go!" I ignored his comment and went back to eating. Honestly, this guy should even be an officer in general with him acting all bipolar.

"You know you're being really rude. Here I am giving you a place to stay, you don't have to pay for food or rent and now you have the nerve to ignore me." Alright. I think I had enough.

"Listen here, officer. It was YOU who invited and insisted I come live with you because of you're 'high demanding' job. It was YOU who should've stopped me when I did what I did in the car. Also not to mention when YOU got a hard on the moment I walked in the c-"

"That wasn't caused by you. How do you even think it could be you? Sorry, but I'm not attracted to slutty bartenders who would charge 5 million to fucking have sex with her!" Wait what? Since when did I EVER do that?

"What are you even talking about? I would never sell my body! It's called having morals. And 5 million? Please, I am worth more than 5 million. I am priceless! You can't put a price tag on me. I am not a toy to be bought and played with. What the hell is wrong with you? One minute you are wanting to jump my bones and the next you're acting like a complete jerk." I didn't even notice the tears falling freely from my face until my hand involuntarily wiped it off my cheek. God, why is he being such an asshole? And why am I having these reactions toward him?

"I'm sorry Desiree. I need to borrow Daniel for a minute is it okay if I- are you okay? Did Daniel cause this?" Daniel's father's face came into view and I couldn't hide the tears fast enough. I looked away quickly not wanting to talk to anyone in particular.

"Excuse me. I think I'm done for the day." I tried so hard to keep my voice from breaking but in the end choked up. I stood up quietly and headed back to the guest room, not reacting when Daniel called my name.

Why am I acting like this? Why even after all this all my mind thinks about is him?

As I reached the guest room, I was still livid at what Daniel had said. Who does he think he is? It's his responsibility to keep an eye on me! You know what, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind. I need to finish what I was going to say and set him straight back into his place.

"Daniel. We need to leave soon to Connecticut.They need our help with the rogues hanging around the area. Bring all the weapons. The guns, bow and arrows, and the finest warriors from the pack. They've run amuck for too long." Daniel's father's voice tone had a sense of edge and urgency.

Wait, what? Weapons? Warriors? What is he talking about?

"Father, you know why I can't go back there."

"Daniel. Do you not understand that people won't care about your history with her? You have your mate now. They'll know that nothing will happen between the two of you." I could hear Daniel sigh.

"I know Dad but what about Desiree? She has to stay by my side. I don't want her out of my sight. You know she isn't like us. They'll know she is a weak link and come after her." Wait, what the hell. What is he talking about? I'm not like them? I honestly can't believe that came out of his mouth. I may have worked for an illegal bar and I may be poor, but how dare he think of me as beneath him. I am just as human as he is. I am just worth as much as he is. His money and title means nothing. We are all the same in the end. And by the way, weak link? I've lived in a bad neighborhood my entire life and can easily defend myself without a weapon, how about that Mr. Officer!

Deciding to make my presence known, I walked up to Daniel and did something I regretted, I slapped him. Hard. There was silence in the room as Daniel held his palm to his cheek. Anger was clear across both of our faces as we stared at each other.

Why am I always crying? This isn't even a serious matter. Every single time it comes to Daniel, it was like every part of me was drawn to him.

"How dare you! I may have done things in the past. I may have had a job that wasn't normal. But I am by no means a weak link. In fact, after everything I had to deal with. My history with my parents and upbringing probably makes me stronger. Not many can handle and deal with what I had. Some would crack under pressure and go to the dark side. So before you say I am the weak link, why don't you look yourself in the mirror and remember who you are. A rich kid who probably had everything handed down to him." By the time I had finished I was sobbing and Daniel already had tears in his eyes. His father was silent behind us as he watched us with sad eyes.

"Desiree, I am so-"

"Save it." I walked away without giving him a second glance. I would not allow him to tear me apart like that. He may be my alpha in occupation, but he needs to remember that I am still a human being. I will never allow him to act like I am beneath him. The last thing I remembered was going back to the guest room and falling asleep, dreaming of someone I wished I wasn't dreaming about. 

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Here's the next Chapter as promised! Thanks for the love and support. - Bina