Chapitre 74: Sasha's Message
Alexander’s P.O.V.-
Halfway into the movie...
I don’t want to reign on her parade or anything, but this movie is not that good. We're watching the scene where a woman is winding up and singing, it makes no sense to me.
I may not be enjoying it, but Quinn is. She’s been singing and smiling the whole time, seeing her smile just warms me inside. I know guys don’t say ‘warm me inside’ stuff but she is. I honestly didn’t know what movie they were showing until I checked my phone. Looking over I see her shivering; it is pretty cold out even for me.
“You cold?” I asked her.
“A little.” She says softly. I lift up my arm indicating her to cozy up to me. Hesitantly she scoots on over and snuggles up to me. I can hear her sigh in content while popping popcorn in her mouth.
“Better?”
“Yeah, you're really warm.” She lets out a small chuckle. I lean down and plant a kiss on the top of her head, her hair smells of mangos and berries. It’s like she rolls around in fruit or something. “Want some popcorn?” She asked lifting the bucket up to me.
Looking in the bucket I see their is no more popcorn left. She actually has eaten all the popcorn by herself, Quinn’s the only women I know that can eat a whole bucket of popcorn by herself, besides Aren.
“There’s none left.” She looks in and pouts. “You want me to get you some more?” I asked her.
“Do you mind? You don’t have to get it I can do it myself.” She proceeds to get up, but I push her back down. Her curls bounce from the movement.
“I got it.” I say getting up with the bucket. As I began walking, she pulls on my pants leg, her brown eyes look up at me, she must want something else. I kneel down to her level, “Need something else?” She smiles and looks down.
“Yeah, can you go to the car and get my jacket. I forgot to get it.” She grabs my keys off the blanket and places it in my palm.
“Ok, that it.” I didn't want to be making lots of trips.
“Yeah.” She pats my chest and turned around focusing all her attention on the movie.
Walking with the empty bucket in hand I go over to the concession. There’s like 20 people waiting in line, at this rate I’d be here forever, might just go to the car and get her jacket instead.
Moving through the crowd I arrive at my car. Before I open the door, my phone starts to buzz, must be my mom.
She’s been texting me non-stop from the moment I pulled into Quinn’s driveway to at this moment. My father wanted me to stay in and not go out, so my mom has been trying to see where I went.
They know Quinn is my mate so I will spend as much time as I can with her. It’s natural to want to be around your mate all the time, it makes the bond you share grow closer.
I shrug off the message and stick my phone in the back pocket. Unlocking my car, I lean over to the passenger's seat and grab her dark blue fluffy jacket. I swear everything she has is fluffy, including her hair. Closing the door, I proceed to walk to the concession, before turning around I see a figure staring at me. By the parking lot theirs forest, the guy is leaning up against a tree looking at me, deeply.
From my senses I can tell that he’s a werewolf, what is a werewolf that is not a part of my pack doing so close on human lands. Leaving Quinn’s jacket and bucket in the bed of my car I walk swiftly to the mystery man. He tries to run way, but due to my werewolf strength I hold him forcibly against the tree.
“Who the hell are you?” I ask him. I’ve never seen him before in my life, and he doesn't smell familiar he smells foreign.
“I know who you are... Alexander Germani, future Alpha of the Golden Summit Pack.” How does he know who I am.
“What do you want with me?”
“Not you. Your mate, Quinneth Margarethe Worthingshire.” I sneer and push then further into the tree, if that’s even possible.
“Don’t you speak her name, don’t even look in her direction.”
“I can’t and won’t. Those short skirts really get me going.” A deep growl rumbles in my chest. All the anger seeps up to the surface, how dare he talks about her like, look at her like that.
I hall off and punch him square in the jaw. While he’s on the ground I kick him in the stomach. He laughs and groans out in pain; this guy is crazy. Pulling him up by his shirt, I start asking him questions.
“I’m not playing games anymore. Who sent you here?”
“I think you know.” I ponder on it for a few seconds. I figure the only person that could have a possible vendetta with Quinn is Sasha. “Seems like you figured it out.”
“Tell me what she wants.” He spits out the blood in his mouth.
“She told me to give you a message.” Once he tells me the message my hair turns pale. I let go of him and he runs deep into the woods. It can’t be true; how does she know?
There has been reports of Sasha all over the border of the pack. A couple of the scouts has actually see her, but since she's so fast couldn't catch her. Since she's a princess and daughter of a King taking her would be bold and dangerous.
I walk out the woods and over to the bed of my car grabbing the bucket and her jacket. The movie will be over in a few minutes, I got to get her out of here and back home where she will be safe.
If what he said is true, they will be coming after her...soon. I finally get her popcorn and head over to our spot. It’s like I never left, she’s just eating the twizzlers intently watching the movie.
“I got your popcorn.” I sit down and bring her closer to me.
“Thank you, Alexander.” She takes the popcorn from my hands and devours it. Oh yay, another song. "You ok you look like you've seen a ghost." Worry sets in her face.
"Just fine, now that I'm back." I pull her close to me.
“Umm... Alexander you holding me a little too tight.” She lets out a tiny squeak.
“Sorry.” I release my tightness on her. From what that guy told me in the woods a few minutes ago has me nervous. I mean I hardly ever am nervous or scared, but what he told me frighten me to my core.
“Hey, what happened to your hand?” I look down to see bloody knuckles, must have happened when I punched dude in the face. Her small hands take in mine, caressing the bruise, I wince out in pain. “Poor baby.” She pouts.
I roll my eyes at her. “It’s nothing Quinn, it’s just a scar.” I reassure her. Since I'm a werewolf I would just heal, but she doesn't know that so letting her 'heal' me is the best bet.
“Don’t try to act like it doesn’t hurt, hold on I can fix it.” She digs through her purse and takes out a small first aid kit. Who in the hell carries a first aid kit around?
“Why do you have a miniature first aid kit in your purse?” I asked curiously.
“My Grandpa is always getting hurt, so I decided to have a tiny first aid kit in my purse for him. Now, I guess it’s for you to. Give me your hand.” She starts to clean it with alcohol and wraps some bandages on it.
“This is the second time you repaired my hand, thank you.”
“You're welcome.” She brings my hand to her mouth and plants a tender kiss on it. Tiny sparks dance through my hands.
30 minutes go past and the movie is finally over. Everyone starts to grab their things and leave, including me and Quinn.
She carries her extra popcorn and candy while I carry the pillows and blankets. “Did you have a good time?” She asked me looking up.
“I had a nice time.”
“Did you like the movie?”
“It was... Interesting.” I muster out. She laughs at me.
“I know you didn’t like it. It’s alright the fact that you sat with me the whole time was good enough. Your hand feeling better?” She looks down at it.
“Yeah, it’s feeling better thanks to you. Ever thought about being a nurse?”
“Oh no I couldn’t handle it. All those patients and pressure I would totally crack.” She spits out.
“I think not.” I pull her close to me as we walk over to my car.
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