Chapter 36: Chapter 36

Before I know it, we are pulling up in front of the house and I am out of my seat and walking into the house. My mood sunk after having experienced Isaac's emotions, I do not know why he was so angered and worried but I am going to find out. He blocked me out immediately afterwards and that only worried me more, I can still feel him through the bond which helps me know that he is okay and not hurt but I still want to know what worried and angered him so much.

His emotions almost felt like mine, like we were sharing the same body and wolf. The amount of anger and worry that he was emitting was enough to worry both my wolf and I and all I wanted to do is grab the throat of the person who pissed him off and slit their throat. My wolf did agree with that idea.

I could feel his emotions on a different weight not the level where you can feel someone's emotions in a way of remorse and pity them but the level where his emotions clouded over mine and mixed together. That only cleared the fact that our bond has grown ever since he marked me and it is still growing. I can feel the silver string that binds us, grow thicker and our connection growing more and more. Now that I bear his mark I feel linked to him not just through the natural mate bond but through having his mark and I could also feel his wolf. His wolf was angered and worried but the anger surpassed the worry while his human side was more worried than angered. That is just a primal instinct of an Alpha's wolf, they do not like being challenged and his wolf felt challenged.

All the various questions were brewing up in my mind and it will make a very strong whiskey if they are not answered and only one person has the answers but a part of me knows that he would not like to tell me but that would only worry me more and drown, in my on whiskey of thoughts.

I can feel Zaira and Black's worried gazes on me as I open the door and enter the house, I am shocked when I do not see Caleb in the house or hear his heartbeat or distant sound of breathing or something else. He is not around but he left the door unlocked, I guess no one would steal from an Alpha especially in their pack and just to mention it; this house is kind of away from most of the pack population. We had to drive for a while to get to the mall which was tiring because car rides always manage to drain me and make me hungry.

I plop down in the couch straight in front of the large flat screen TV, I do not know why most of this house is black and white with the white being more than the black but I love it. It always makes me gaze at the house in amazement and wonder, honestly this house looks like a freaking museum. Zaira and Black enter afterwards with a lot of shopping bags in hand most of which were from Victoria's secret. Black is carrying most of them and looks irritated while Zaira is smiling, Black sets the shopping bags on the floor with a huff and sits down on the couch beside mine. Zaira stares at me worriedly and does not sit down.

Black gets comfortable in his seat and lies down, stretching his tall figure on the entire couch. He rests his arms behind his head, supporting it which makes his muscles bulge under his shirt. I know I have a mate but I am just eyeing a good piece of meat, I am not going to eat it plus I am on a diet, remember. It is not a crime to go through the menu without ordering. Black is pretty hot and I would have probably been attracted to him if I was a human and did not have a mate but I am a wolf and Isaac is hot and he is my mate.

mmm. I feel exhausted due to all this thinking and worrying come to think of it, I feel hungry I am craving something sweet. This is not fxcking fair I am not even on my periods but I have been moody and craving something sweet. I feel like I have had a full session of mental torture but it is the weekend and I am not even learning. Nutella would be great right now but the jar is so far and my lazy ass will not let me move from this comfortable couch and all the way to the kitchen.

Light bulb!!

I look up at Zaira and Black with wide pleading eyes to what you might call a "puppy face" but Dylan always said I looked like I wanted to take a dump which sparked up some of our arguments. I have to call Dylan and Allan after this, I did promise to call Allan but I know most of the conversation between Dylan and I would be a silly argument. Ugh, brothers.

Zaira and Black look at me with confused looks and then Black snickers. "Let me guess, you want food and your pretty lazy ass does not want to stand up." He says. The sarcasm drenching his voice does not go unnoticed.

Bingo!!

Zaira turns to Black with an amused look on her face. "I do not think the Alpha would like it if you called the Luna's ass pretty." Zaira says and chuckles.

"Fxck off." Black replies and closes his eyes, ending the conversation.

Zaira turns back to me, the amused look still on her face. "What do you want, Luna?" she asks and I smile.

"Yes please. Would you be as kind as to grab my jar of Nutella from the kitchen?" I ask sweetly.

Black snickers with his eyes still closed, Zaira rolls her eyes and starts making her way to the kitchen. "I do not know if I'm a bodyguard or a freaking Nutella grabber." She mutters under her breath as the opening and closing of cabinets follows after her voice. "Where the Fxck do you keep the Nutella?"

Black groans. "Can you get any louder?"

"Do you really want to know, Black?" Zaira replies as she walks out of the kitchen and hands me my Nutella jar and a spoon.

I cross my legs on the couch and open the jar not skipping a beat and already having the wonderful goodness in my mouth. Zaira sits next to me and I see the plate with pizza in her hand. She takes a bite and eyes Black.

"I'd rather not." Black replies sounding horrified.

"Your loss, my voice is enchanting when at its peak." Zaira shrugs and goes back to eating her slice of pizza.

"What time does this babysitting job end?" Black asks silently.

Babysitting??

Cough cough. What? Does he think this is babysitting? This is guarding not babysitting.

Fxck. It is babysitting because they are literally looking after me while my mommy is away.

I keep quiet and stuff my mouth with more Nutella. How come I forgot to get a couple of Nutella jars when we were at the mall? Oh right yes, because my bodyguard was more interested in lingerie than food.

"I thought you discuss such stuff before you get the job, Black." Zaira replies with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Do you even know your pay?" Her tsk mocks him as she shakes her head in amused disappointment.

"What am I going to do with your black ass?" Black mutters under his breath but his eyes are still closed.

"Black ass? Dude I should be called "black kick-ass"." She says with a wide smile. "Calling my ass black is being an ass.” She retorts

Black scoffs and opens his eyes and directs his gaze at Zaira. "Mm. Wow this time you did not say that I'm racist." Black muses with a smirk on his face.

"Oh please, you’re racist every day and I'm tired of whooping your ass." Zaira replies with a smirk on her face too. Black's smirk wavers off his face and a glare is replaced with it.

"I never got my rematch." He says and even to me it sounds like an excuse even if I do not know the full story.

"I just whooped your ass real good that you always make up an excuse for it." Zaira states with a smile that is about to turn into a laugh.

"Wait. What do you mean by you whooped his ass?" I ask as another spoonful of Nutella enters my mouth.

Choo choo train.

Zaira turns to me with a wide grin and Black groans and runs his hand over his face. "Why did you have to ask?" Black states, making it sound like a dreadful thing.

"Shush." Zaira commands and stands up from her seat and places her plate of pizza on the coffee table. She stands in the middle of the room in a fighting stance and raised hands.

"There I was, on a very wonderful day. See Isaac was recruiting warriors to guard the western territory of the pack because there was a couple of rogues that had somehow got into the pack." She says with a smile and keeps gesturing her hands around.

"We were grouped and told to go against a certain person and beat them in order to be recruited and guess who I ended up with...yes it was the almighty Black." She says and her eyes brighten up and I have a feeling the next part is her favorite part.

Black groans more and I shush him up this time, maybe I might have something to tease Black about after Zaira's story and Zaira looks very engrossed in the story that it makes me want to hear more. Her prancing actions around the room surely make it seem more interesting.

"I was actually kinda scared because Black was like one of the undefeated warriors in the pack. What was a black girl like me ought to do?" she says with wide eyes that somehow defined that she was scared when she was paired with Black but soon after a wide mischievous grin is plastered on her face.

"I had to outsmart the very proud and undefeated wolf. Black here was too...um proud and sure that he was gonna beat me but I was not gonna go down without a fight." She announces with a proud smile on her face.

"Black got me a few times but I got him a few times too and due to Black's ego and my smart mind, I was able to pin Black to the ground when he thought I was down and done." She says while gesturing to how she did it and takes a bow at the end.

I laugh. A short laugh but it was something considering my sunken mood since the mall's parking lot. I guess all it took was Nutella and Zaira. She takes her seat with her head raised in pride and goes back to her pizza with a smile on her face.

"That is how I got promoted, whooped poor Black's ass and we had a big bash to celebrate." She adds.

"I think I'm done guarding you for the day." Black says and stands up from his seat. He starts walking up to the door.

He walks out and Zaira falls back into her seat and laughs harder. "That always gets him." She says in between laughs.

I stare at the door worriedly, how did he just leave like that? "Don't worry, he's not gonna get fired. There are a few perks to being the Alpha’s cousin." She laughs as if remembering something funny.

Cousin? What does she mean? I know that Black and Isaac have some type of "argument-joke" relationship but I did not know that they were cousins. I cannot believe that Isaac would forget to tell me such an important fact.

"They are cousins?" My voice only communicates shock. Zaira turns to me with her own shocked look.

What??!

They are a bit of similarities between them but how come I did not even think of them being cousins. So that's why they have an "argument-joking" type of relationship, honestly I think I also have such relationships with my cousins except for Kate because she's a bitch. That girl got my pet Hamster lost in the woods back in Australia and I could not even look for it because she had masked its scent with some weird stuff.

Maybe that is why I thought Black’s features were similar to someone I know but even I doubt the fact. I would have easily recognized the fact that he looks like Isaac immediately when I saw him but I did not. I know that he looks like someone else and not Isaac, someone else that I have met before.

"Oh!" she gasps. “Isaac didn’t tell you?” Her eyebrows are furrowed, showing that she is deep in thought.

“Seems like he forgot to give me his family tree.” I reply.

"Yah, Now you know,” She answers awkwardly. “But Isaac is on his way and that's why he left." She adds and stands up and walks to the kitchen. She comes back after a while with wet hands and wipes them on her black jeans. "So, I gotta go." She says and walks to the door.

Immediately she opens the door, I hear the sound of tires screeching. "Don't forget to wear that sexy lingerie!" she screams and walks out.

I am sure Isaac heard that, she was technically screaming and well that was only louder to him because he is a werewolf. I feel a rush of heat on my face and I know that my face is now painted in red. Isaac walks in with a smirk plastered on his face.

"What's this I hear about lingerie, my dear mate?" he muses and his smirk widens when his eyes fall on the shopping bags on the floor

Why did I not think of removing these shopping bags from here before he arrived?

He walks up to me and places a kiss on my forehead but all I want is for his lips to be on mine. He kisses the top of my nose and glides down to the right corner of my lips and sucks down to my neck teasingly. My hands immediately go up to his hair and his hands go down to my waist. He sucks down on his mark and I moan, he smiles down on my skin and leaves wet kisses up my neck and his lips take mine in a devouring kiss in a matter of seconds.

Our tongues dance and massage each other, his warm and plump lips never leaving mine. He sucks harder on my bottom lip making me moan louder which makes him smile. He kisses me with a burning passion and I kiss back with the same amount of passion.

A part of me tells me to pull away and that I should ask him what was going on earlier but when he nips on my bottom lip all the questions and doubts are pushed to the back of my mind and I suck down on his lip making him groan. The sound of him groaning makes unknown warmth to heat me up and a strong sense of pride. He kisses back with a drowning force and I feel myself drowning and sinking into the kiss, my hips move on their own accord and grind on his lower half.

He smiles harder on my lips and keeps on with the same pace. His pace increases but the moment of surprise is able to bring me out of my trance of lust and I pull away from his hold and push him off me.

I glare at him and he runs his hand through his hair and lets out a tired sigh. I stand up and point my index finger at him in a scolding way. "How dare you kiss me to distract me from asking questions?"

"I missed you." He replies with an innocent face. I purse my lips and narrow my eyes, it’s very hard to stay mad when he looks so innocent.

"Isaac, you know I could feel the anger and worry. Why were you so worried?" I ask trying to make my voice as sincere as I can.

He lets out another tired sigh and sits down on the couch. He runs his hand through his hair and stares up at me with tired eyes. "Can we just forget that for now?" He pleads. I open my mouth to object but he cuts me off when he says. "I'm tired. I promise to tell you when I'm not tired and ready."

His pleading eyes are enough to cut off my impending questions and stand in my spot silently. "Come here." He says and gestures his hand for me to come closer. I walk closer to him and stand next to him but he pulls me down to sit on his lap and he buries his face in my neck and takes in a whiff of my scent. "I missed you." He says his voice deep and gruff. He raises his head and places a light kiss on my lips.

He pulls away and looks at me with an amused look on his face. "You taste like Nutella." He muses with a smirk. I shrug and smile. He places another kiss on my lips and carries me and trudges up the stairs.

"It's just six, you know." I say when he opens the door to our room.

He smiles down at me. "I like the sound of that....our room." He says with a smirk. "And don't forget tomorrow is a Monday and you're supposed to be in school." He says with an amused smirk.

I groan. Why am I being forced to sleep at six and most importantly why does school exist? After everything that has happened since Lydia’s place on Friday, I kind of forgot that school still exists.

He places me on the bed and laughs before walking into the bathroom. I lie down and place my head on my arm for a much comfortable position, he peeks out of the bathroom with a smirk.

"Want to take a shower with me." He suggests and I shake my head no. "Your loss." He replies and closes the door.