the bookworm's alpha

chapter six

                      I looked over at Luciano questioningly.

"Bowling?" I hummed, raising an eyebrow at Luciano.

"It's a good pass time when I don't have anything to do." He said, looking away from me bashfully.

A small giggle escaped my lips.

"What?" Luciano huffed, his eyebrows scrunching together. "Don't laugh."

"You're definitely not like anything of the werewolves in the books I read." I grinned, trying to contain my laughter.

"I don't know if I should that as an insult or a compliment." He muttered.

"Neither do I." I shrugged nonchalantly. "The werewolves that I read about are all different, for the most part."

"For the most part?" Luciano repeated in question, his head tilting.

"Yeah." I nodded. "All of them have similar attributes, but semi-different personalities..."

"What kind of similar attributes?" he asked.

"That's my secret," I smirked.

"Why won't you tell me?" Luciano pouted, wrapping his arms around me and bringing me to his chest.

"Because," I drawled out. "I don't want to."

                     "So, umm," I mumbled, sitting down. "How do you play?"

"You've never been bowling?" Luciano asked, looking at me with disbelief and shock in his eyes and face. "Not even once?"

"This may come to a surprise," I remarked sarcastically. "But I don't really go out much, I usually just stay home and read."

"Your friends haven't even tried to take you bowling?" he inquired.

"Nope," I replied whilst shrugging. "Back where I used to live, I didn't have any friends since I didn't really talk to anyone, I just read. The people in books are much more loyal."

"Well," Luciano said, a determined look on his face. "Looks like I'm going to have to teach you how to play."

                  "Tonight was fun." I smiled softly.

We are standing in front of my door, stalling.

"It was." Luciano breathed out, brushing my hair out of my face. "I finally found someone who is able to challenge me."

"Is that so?" I hummed.

"Yup." He sighed

"My father probably is wanting me to go inside now..." I mumbled.

"Right." He sighed leaning in next to my ear.

The door started to open and Luciano straightened up before it could open completely.

"Rei, you're home." My father said as he opened the door.

"Seems as though I am, huh?" I giggled.

"Good evening, sir." Luciano nodded politely.

"Hello." My father replied.

"Thank you for tonight," I whispered, kissing Luciano's cheek. "It was fun."

"Only for you." He smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow, Rei. Sleep well."

I hummed in reply.

I watched him as he walked to his car and drove off.

"So, what did you two do?" my father asked.