Weres

17. Your Last

"Eden! What are we doing here?!" Marley looked around in bewilderment. 

She recognized her surrounding very well. It was the same place in the forest where only a week ago she had learned that Eden was a werewolf. But this time the stillness of lake and swaying of trees' branches did nothing to calm her anxiety.

"What did he say to you?" Eden gritted his teeth, his eyes flickering gold.

"Nothing that concerns you!" She countered, knowing he was talking about Jason. Marley knew she was entering a dangerous territory with Eden's temper, but this time she was determined to not let him have his way.

"Fuck! Marley, stop it. Tell me what you two talked about," he roared.

"Eden, why would you do that to him?"

"Because I wanted to. Now tell me-"

"No! First, you tell me the real reason why you did that to him," she cut him off with a determined look in her eyes. Her heart was beating wildly inside her chest. Her face was flushed and coated in sweat, a tell-tale sign of her agitated state.

Eden analyzed her with calculative eyes. Her heartbeat, red face and shaking of her hand screamed anxiety, but her dark eyes held boldness—something he was seeing for the first time. 

It was fascinating for him to see her like this, but it would be way better if the circumstances were different. He sighed and decided to give in to her demand.

"He was going to ask you out," Eden replied begrudgingly. His brown eyes once again flashed their golden hue. "Now, tell me what he said."

"C'mon Eden! That's ridiculous," she sighed, tired of putting up a petty fight. They were making no progress, so she opted for a lighter approach. "Fine, don't tell me why you beat him, but I don't want this to happen again."

A look of confusion passed over Eden's face before it turned rigid. "You think I am making it up." His voice was unusually calm, too calm.

"Of course, it's silly to just punch-" Marley stopped mid-sentence when she took in Eden's narrowed gaze. "D-did y-you really hit him just because he was going to ask me out?" She stammered, hoping it to be one of Eden's humorless jokes.

He nodded.

"What the—" She didn't know what was more impossible to believe, Eden's overly overreaction to such a small issue or the fact that Jason liked her and was going to ask her out. Nobody ever asked her out, not even Eden—well, he just took her out, not giving a single thought to her opinion. "And—your reaction to that seemed very... unnecessary."

"The whole school knows you belong to me! That motherfucker also knew yet he dared to think about you that way," the werewolf growled.

"Well, he never asked me out! And how do you even know that?"

"I have my ways. And my ears."

"Of course!" She cried, throwing her hands in the air.

"Well, now that's settled. I don't want to see you with him ever again. You won't talk to him or be anywhere within ten feet near him," he commanded.

"Eden, even you know what you said right now is absurd." Marley sighed, finding the whole argument absurd now.

"No, it's not!"

"Yes, it is."

He closed the distance between them. The intimidating look in his eyes was enough to make any human tremble in fear. "Do you perhaps like him?" His breathing became shallow with barely controlled anger as he imagined her with other man.