“Is this your idea of having a lot to do?” I mock as I lock and unlock my phone for the hundredth time. I have been sitting on the couch at Leander’s office for the past two hours while he works on some papers over at his desk.
“I specifically told you to sit down and wait, haven’t I?” he warns.
“I am bored. Being locked up in the room might actually be better. I could at least watch a movie while soaking in a bath.” I complain.
“If you stop interrupting me with your whining and fiddling I woul be done in no time. Busy yourself with something, mutt. “ He replies and I can feel that he is reaching his limits and he would probably explode on me if I poke him any further. I had no intention to be punished today. At least, I will try my best not to.
Leander seems to be keen on punishing me even for breathing.
I get up to move around a little. He told me to sit down but my ass was growing sore from all the sitting down I have been doing. I avoid coming closer to his desk as head towards the window. the view was totally different from the one I had back in Leander’s room. His office was probably on the other side of the mansion.
I spot a shelf of books on the corner of the room. It was kind of well hidden. I would have not noticed if I wasn’t so bored I was scanning every single inch of the room. The office was full of books but they were all organized in shelves near the sofa. This one had an odd placement.
I near it out of curiosity and scan the books that were there. I was taken by surprise when I found that they were all wicca books. Encyclopedias about witchcraft and even some books that looked quite old.
“You sure are interested in witches.” I unconsciously comment. I immediately feel his gaze on me and when I look at him I could tell he was not happy I found this little corner.
“What are you doing there, Morena. Didn’t I tell you to sit down and wait. Do you ever listen?” he sternly scolds and I try my best to hold back my eyes from rolling.
“Do you mind if I borrow one of those books?” I ask completely dismissing him. “Why are you interested in witches?” He asks turning his chair in my direction. “Actually I am. I do not know much about them and I am kind of curious.” I reply.
“You never learned about them in your old pack?” He inquires and I can tell he had his doubts about my statements.
“I only heard that they do not like us werewolves adn we do not like them either. Back in my old pack, we usually get apprehended about those things during training or after we shift. “ I explain.
“And let me guess. You did none those in your old pack.” He states as if already knowing what my answer would be and I hated that he was right. “I had a weak body. So, my training was delayed until my eighteenth birthday. “ I explain.
“You have been eighteen for almost nine months and yet I presume you did not start your training yet.” He comments. “What makes you say that?” I bite out. He was such a demeaning jerk.
“You are as fragile as a leaf, Morena. It is not hard to tell that you have not trained a day in your life. What intrigues me though is the reason why for that." he questions.
"I tried to train but I could not keep up. Alpha Luke saw that it was probably that it gets delayed for a few more months." I bitterly reply. I really do not like talking about how weak my body really is. I always felt so insecure about it.
"Interesting. Very very interesting. That little piece of info did not come in the file Alpha Luke has sent me." He mutters. "He sent you my file?" Why would he do that?" I demand in shock.
"Beacuse you are my mate and as an alpha of my pack I am entitled to know everything about every single werewolf that joins my pack. And even with that,it seems there is still plenty for me to find out." he mocks.
"I only asked to borrow a book, Leander. Not to get a background check." I sigh. "What did you just call me?" He asks with a raised brow.
"I called you by your name." I reply rolling my eyes as I turn back towards the shelf so he won't see it.
"Haven't I told you plenty of times to show me respect, mutt." He says and I take a large gulp of air. He was standing right behind me. His torso was touching my back. When the hell did he get here. I swear he was sitting in his chair like three seconds ago.
"And I still did not listen, right?" I sheepishly reply. I was probably digging my own grave with these responses right now.
"You always have something to say back. Don't you? You never seem to learn, do you?" He whispers and chills run down my spine as his breath tickles the skin on my neck.
His mouth was so close to the crook of my neck and I was having a hard time trying to form a proper response. All I have going through my mind is that he is litterally glued to me after all these days of not seeing him or feeling his heat. Even though we have not known each other for long or have spent that much time in one another's complany but I am starting to learn that this fine spicemen of a man is addictive.
He seemingly was having the same kind of thoughts because his breath seemed to get a tad bit faster. His teeth were now grazing the soft skin on my neck. I tense up a bit. Was he going to mark me? I was not ready for that! It was way too soon!
"Fuck!" he suddenly yells banging his hand on the shelf. I jump up from the surprise. What was wrong now?
"Just head back to the room, Morena. I will come get you as soon as I finish up my paprerwork." He sighs stepping away from me and heading back towards his desk. I sigh in relief even though deep down I was kind of dreading the distance he had put between us.
"What about the book?" I manage to get out.
"take whatever you want, mutt." He replies and I do just that. I grab the largest book because it will probably have the most information and head back to the room. So much for having a lot to do.