Chapter 531
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I have hooked up a couple times with him in the past when I was a part of Sable, and knowing the way he can get flirty, I’m not sure if it’s wise that he’s here.
I glance at Valerie, but I don’t think she knew that, as she doesn’t look worried that he just said that in front of Atticus
It’ll be fine, I will just avoid Will, it’ll be fine. I glance ahead where Atticus is almost through the crowd and Will is approaching from behind.
Well, fuck.
1 quickly turn left, but before I can get far, a strong hand grabs my arm. I close my eyes, wishing this wasn’t happening right now.
“Slow down girl, it’s been a while since we’ve seen one another and do you look fine.”
I turn as Will looks me over and that’s when I see the white sharp feathers that look equally regal and dangerous.
“Excuse-”
“Adriana, I was looking for you,” Atticus says, and I’m relieved that he didn’t react.
“Ohh were-” I’m cut off by Will.
“We’re talking here if you can’t see. Who are you anyway?” A sliver of irritation rushes through me at how he’s talking to Atticus, who doesn’t even bat an eyelid.
“Someone who won’t tolerate that attitude from anyone, and I don’t care if this is your territory.” Atticus’s eyes glint dangerously. He’s only let out a little alpha aura, but Will seems to realise that he’s an alpha.
I turn and quickly walk away, but I’ve barely got three steps away when I hear Will speak. “I see you’ve taken an interest in Adriana. Good choice man, trust me, she’s a freak in the sheet, I know-
Fuck!
1 spin around, about to tell Will to shut his fucking mouth, when I hear the familiar sound of a fist connecting and bones breaking. My eyes widen when I realise Atticus has just punched Will right in the nose.
Silence ensues as I simply stand there gobsmacked, watching Will stagger back, blood dripping from his nose. I was not expecting that from Atticus.
“What are you doing?” I hiss, about to go over to him, but he has Will by the collar.
“You will not talk about her like that,” he says, his voice is dark and dangerous. There is no hint of warmth in it.
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‘Atticus enough, I say, seeing as everyone is watching. At this rate, they’ll think there’s something between us.
“Easy there, alpha or not, she can speak for herself. She isn’t yours,” Will says just as Valerie and Zade reach us.
Atticus chuckles sardonically.
“Actually, she fucking is.”
My heart races as everyone falls silent. Only Damien, Anthony and, of course, the alpha couple knew.
“Oh, yeah?” Will says, now glancing at me as Atticus steps back. “No one told me you’re dating.”
I frown at Will as I place a hand on Atticus’ chest, forcing him to step back. “We’re fated,” I say, making a murmur of surprise ripple through the crowd.
Will looks shocked but I feel no satisfaction in any of this. In fact, I’m annoyed. I glance up at Atticus and shake my head before I step back and turning around, walk away, grabbing a bottle of beer on the way before I climb the back wall and jump down.
I’m barely past the garden wall when Atticus catches up. I have to admit seeing him jump the wall with those wings is an impressive sight, but I am fucking pissed off.
“Where are you going?”
“Far from you all,” I reply coldly, chugging down my drink and about to walk away when he takes hold of my arm.
“Adriana.” I look up at him as he pulls me closer, a frown on his gorgeous face. “What did I do wrong? You have been avoiding me for days,” he asks softly.
“Nothing, but you shouldn’t have caused a scene tonight. Now everyone knows we are mates.”
“And I don’t care if they do. What’s wrong if they do? We are mates.”
I missed his proximity, the way his body heat radiates off him, the way his touch sets my body alive with emotions and feelings. Since Ada, I often feel empty, and avoiding him only made those feelings worse.
“That’s ok to say now, but can you so confidently say the same in front of your pack members?” I ask quietly.
He doesn’t bat an eyelid as he nods. “Yes. Join me for Thanksgiving and you will see how I’d proudly show you to my people. Just give me a chance, Adriana.”
I gaze up to his eyes, my heart and my mind at war with what to do.
“So, what do you say? Will you come home to the pack you were destined for?”
Atticus’s question hangs in the air as he awaits my answer.
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