Human

Thirty-Six

Bella was now sitting alone in the living room, Atlas made her promise she won't go out the castle since he had a meeting and couldn't take her with.

She was now sitting alone in the living room, watching some interview on television. For some reason, the man who was being interviewed looked oddly familiar to her, she just couldn't put her finger on it.

She suddenly felt a presence beside her on the living room couch. She let out a scream when she saw a male figure sitting next to her.

It was the man from the television. He rolled his eyes "Relax, I don't bite." It was Lucas. She only recognized him because of his accent.

"Lucas?" She was confused as to why he's here. The last time he was here he provoked Atlas to such extent where the training room didn't look like a training room anymore.

"Ah so you already know who I am." He had on a satisfied, Cheshire cat grin that sent chills down my spine.

"Why are you here? Does Atlas know you're here?" He laughed "Of course he does. I sent him a message saying I'm coming here to keep an eye on you." I nodded. He grinned "So, you're watching my interview." He was acting cocky and Bella did not like it.

She narrowed her eyes at him "Are you famous or something?" He laughed "I'm a director of some of Croatia's most famous movies." Bella widened her eyes "You are a director?! What does Atlas do for a living?" He laughed deeply, throwing his head back. He was sunken into the couch, looking as lazy as ever.

"He is an Alpha King, Bella. What do you think he does for a living?" She scrunched her nose up "Yell at people?" He laughed again, clutching his stomach.

"I like you, Bella Anderson. I believe we will be good friends." She smiled "I don't see why we should be? You've done nothing but sat there. My time is precious Lucas. Show me you're worth it." He narrowed his eyes at her.

"I'll prove it in time." She laughed "Okay, okay. Can we watch any of your movies now?" He nodded. "Pass me the remote, Doll." She cringed and threw the remote at him, aiming at his head, but he caught it with ease as his eyebrow quirked up.

"Stupid wolf instinct." she mumbled and slouched in her seat, waiting for the movie to start.

Guess who likes writing short chapters? This gal.