11. Garden party.
1796 Words
I am wearing dress shorts and a jacket to match, I am also wearing a lace bodysuit under and black pumps with a little height but a platform so I don't ruin the grass. All black and I know I am wearing a little more than casual clothes but I wanted Jaxon to go crazy when he sees me. My black hair is in a bun on the back of my head and I have my makeup natural except for my black eyeliner wings. Sebastian is also wearing black dress pants but just an open collar white shirt, I have to say he really is a lady killer and I feel sorry for the next girl that lands in his bed. When we walk out into the yard people stop and look at us but the only eyes that I want on me are not. I smell him and see him right away but he just looks away from me and even turns his back to me. He is doing everything in his power to not give me any sign of attention. He is standing with his friends by the grill, he is so handsome. He is again in dress pants and a vest to match but this is Navy blue and his shirt is light gray with a mustard yellow tie. Me and Sebastian make our way straight to the bar.
“So your loverboy is over there, what's your plan?”
I take a big sip of my scotch and my eyes betray me again looking at him but his back is still turned to me.
“I will leave him alone and just try to enjoy our night. He knows I want him and the ball is in his court”
Sebastian sighs but then we turn to the people, looking over and my eyes catch his family. I finish my scotch in one big gulp and refill before I start to walk over there. I take a deep breath and then.
“Hi, I did not have a chance last time to introduce myself properly last time we met”
They turn around to look at me and his sister goes to her fathers side. His mother looks at me and smiles, his father just looks like a normal typical father but his sister looks very beautiful in her nice clothes and happy to see me.
“I am Alpha Ariel of the Blood Howlers and you are Mr and Mrs?”
The smiles and familiarity drops as soon as I finish and they realize who I am, they look stunned and a little scared to be honest. I really don't want them to be scared of me, I am their son's mate.
“Our name is Reid but please call us Abby and Stan and this is our daughter Jenny, Alpha” Abby says with a forced smile.
I am smiling but my smile also fades hearing them call me Alpha.
“I don't know what will happen with me and my mate, your son, but please just call me Ariel, I will not have you call me Alpha please”
They look at each other but then Jenny smiles. The word please came very forced because I really don't need to use it.
“Have you talked to him?” Jenny asks happily.
My eyes look over my shoulder finding him right away but he still has his back to me. He is doing it on purpose. My face falls for a few seconds but I put my mask on again. I look back at them and shake my head.
“We brought the little green pesto baguette breads. Please try one when you get yourself something to eat” his mother says.
I nod my head.
“I would really appreciate it if before you leave you would meet my brother again. He is here somewhere”
“We would love to Ariel” Stan answers in a very friendly voice again.
I smile hearing my hopefully father in law calling me by my name. I walk away from them downing my full drink and I feel the burn in my throat. I also feel that I need to pee. I scan the yard looking for Sebastian, I spot him after a little looking because he is flirting with some girl in the back. I make my way inside into the kitchen where the toilets are but I have to say I got a little lost because these toilets are a little hidden here in the back. There is someone on the toilet so I wait for about ten minutes until a girl walks out but as soon as she saw me she gave me the stink eye but I ignore it. I stare at myself in the mirror for a little while.
“You can do this”
Yes we can!
“He just needs a little time”
But not too much time.
I walk away from the mirror, do my business then to the sink again. I rub my hands over my face but then go to the door and open it but I crash into this amazing smell and strong chest. I am so close to him, I am frozen.
MATE,MATE, MATE!!!!
He grabs me by the shoulders moving me back into the bathroom.
“Why were you talking to my family?” he almost spits at me.
I am still so pressed up against him and he is not moving away.
“I.. I.. I was just say sorry for last time”
I look up from his chest and into his face, his face is angry but there is no sign of disgust by being so close to me.
“I do not appreciate you talking to them! We might be mates but we are not together and I will not give them false hope for us”
I feel tears in my eyes again.
“But there is hope for us?”
He is now looking down in my face, my face is millimeters from his, my lips are just a little tip toe away from his. His breath hits my face and I get a little chill on my skin feeling him so close. I can not wait for the answer or I don't want the answer. I close the distance and kiss him. The sparks fly over my face to my fingertips, he tastes like some spicy sauce and I love it. I feel like he is kissing me a little back and hope springs in my heart. Then way too soon and way too fast he pushes me very harshly away and I am almost fall on the ground.
“You piece of trash!”
Silence. That burned into my brain. I hear it again and again. Trash.. Trash…
“Are you unable to be around me without sexually harassing me?”
Trash.. Trash..
“Can you not control yourself? Am I not safe around you?”
That made me mad, I am crying now, just letting the tears fall.
“WHAT THE f**k MAN? I AM SORRY! ALRIGHT? I AM SORRY! I JUST JUST…” I could not finish because I am just crying now.
He just looks at me, he does not look at all like he wants to comfort me or console me in any way. I just see disgust and hatred in his eyes. I can not let him look at me like that longer so I push myself past him and out of the bathroom. I don't go out to the yard right away because I know my mascara is running so I walk more into the house. When I feel like I am safe I lean against the wall and just put my face in my hands.
“Ohh dad..” I mumble to myself.
I know he would say something at this time to help me, he was not an emotional guy but he always knew what to say when I felt like I was not good enough. He would also almost always find me when I felt bad, he had this amazing dad-radar for me. I know he would also be there for his sons but I could always trust him. A picture of Pappop came to mind too. He died when I was a teen but I was the apple of his eye and he used to read to me short stories. I had some problems taking over the pack but dad always told me to keep my head tall. I miss his big strong arms holding me in safety from the world and my thoughts.
“I miss you dad”
A little cough made me look up.
“I know I am not the one you want right now but honey I am here for you, I know you are away from your family but you are part of ours now. Even if he likes it or not”
I look at Stan, Jaxons father standing there, he has his arms open for me to lean on him. I move away from the wall and walk to him. This is very out of character from me but I need this right now. I let his arms wrap around me and I feel like this is how he hopes the family of the mate from his daughter will help her.
“My father died not so long ago”
I feel him tense a little and his hug gets a little tighter.
“He was my rock, my mentor and my friend”
“I know honey”
I feel the tears start to form again.
“He was supposed to help me in the beginning to run the pack” I just keep going.
He nods his head still holding me in this bear hug.
“Just feel like there is so much pressure on me and I thought when I would find my mate that he would help me and I could lean on him”
Silence.
“He will come around Ariel, just give him a little time to get used to this”
I nod my head.
“He called me trash…”
Silence again. I push myself away from him, I rub my eyes and I take out my phone. In silence I fix myself and then I put up my mask. He looks me in the eyes but I just keep my mask up not smiling but I look my normal emotionless self. We then walk outside back to the partying people, we part ways in the door but I will always treasure this moment with hopefully one day my father in law.
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