Chapter 40

Brielle's POV

You should have seen Blake's face. He looked like a little girl on the verge of crying. I could see his eyes turn glossy, his hands slightly tremble and I could almost hear his heartbeat. It was the first time I had seen him look so emotional. I couldn't help but burst out laughing. It was a prize-worthy moment.

I laughed so hard I felt like my head would burst. It is rightfully said that laughter is the best medicine. That was a good laugh and I really needed it. Once I calmed down, I felt lighter. It was like a heavy burden being lifted off my shoulder. I turned to look at Blake, whose face was red with embarrassment. I suddenly felt bad for laughing at him, but I just couldn't hold myself back. I put my hand in his hand and he looked at me.

I felt so bad for making him feel unwanted. That was not at all my intention. I wouldn't dream of ever breaking his heart like that. He was so scared. I could see it in his eyes.

" I wasn't thinking of rejecting you. I could never dream of it," I told him reassuringly and squeezed his hand.

He was silent, as if he was thinking about himself. I saw his eyes change a little and I realized that he must have been having an internal conversation with his wolf. A werewolf thing. I realized something else. Why does it feel so normal to see that? It seems that I am getting used to knowing he is a werewolf.

" I am so glad to hear that. I was so worried that you were thinking about it." He smiled with genuine relief.

I do not know if I am ready for everything that comes with being part of his world, but I know that I will try to adjust to change and everything for both of us. I am willing to do so.

We were looking at each other when Blake slowly leaned down as if he was giving me time to push him away if his action was not precipitated. I watched him as he leaned closer, our breaths mingled, and he planted his lips softly on mine. I closed my eyes and let him take the lead. He put his warm hand on my cheek as we kissed. I held on to his shirt as the kiss turned a little aggressive, as if he wanted to devour me. I was lost in the pleasure, but when he fought for dominance, he slipped his tongue in my mouth, pushed and gently pulled away from the kiss.

Both of us were out of breath. Blake still held my cheek. He smiled at me and pulled my hand closer, placing a soft kiss on my forehead.

I felt my cheeks burn and averted my gaze. This was our first proper kiss. Our relationship was getting better and better.

" Uh, I, c-could you please open the door? We are already late," I said, not being able to stand the tension inside the car.

Blake took my hand and kissed my back.

" Don't worry about that. You and I will never be late," he said, winking at me.

I knew what he was referring to. As the Alpha, everyone has respect for him and would question him with any concern. Good for him, but I am not like that. I don't want to bring any attention to myself. He is used to it, so it is okay, but not so much for me. I guess that is another thing that I will have to get used to when I am with him.

He unlocked the doors of the car and we both made our way inside the school. Both of us went to class and found the teacher in the middle of a lesson. Everyone went quiet and all eyes were on them. I found that to be so uncomfortable that I tried to hide behind Blake. Their eyes on me were intimidating and judgmental. Everyone knew Blake. Some know him as Alpha Blake and some of them know him as the richest and most popular boy in school. For sure, they thought someone like me didn't deserve to be by his side.

I normally don't care what people think about me, but now, things are different. If I show any fear or succumb to intimidation, things will not work out well in my life. So I decided to get my head straight and not cower behind Blake.

" My apologies Sir. Arielle and I were held up somewhere. I hope we are not disturbing you."

The teacher flashed his pearly whites as if hearing Blake's voice was such a blessing. I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes at him. Why not just roll out the red carpet and have him walk on it? Blake had a straight face as if he was intimidating the teacher and did not dare have a problem.

" Of course not, Blake. It's good to have you in class. Please, take a seat."

Blake nodded his head and pulled me with him to sit down. We went to the back, and he allowed me to sit down first, then he sat beside me. The rest of the day went by in a blur. My mind was preoccupied, but Blake managed to bring me back to reality. He was glued to my side the whole time and would not let me out of his sight.

It was strange to have him near me for such a long time, but I was not complaining. Except for the holes being lasered in my body by the constant glares from almost all the girls in school. They made sure that I felt their disdain towards me.

I must admit that it was to pretend not to notice their snarls and overhear them bad-mouth me. I was afraid that Blake would hear it and think the same thing about me. I was afraid that he would think that I was not enough for him and that he could do better. I mean, I am not ugly. I think I am beautiful, but there are a lot of girls who are more beautiful and stylish in school he could have gone for. To be honest, he is only with me because of the mate bond. What if I was not his mate? He would probably not even notice my presence in this big school. He would still be with his psycho ex-girlfriend and he and I would be nothing more than strangers.

That made my heart ache. I shook my thoughts away. This negative energy around me is making me have bad thoughts. I just reassured Blake that I was not going to reject the bond between us, and yet I am the one having doubts now? It's not good. Blake and I are together now. Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter. What matters is the future.

Someone came from behind me and wrapped his large arms around me. I was startled for a second, but I calmed down since it was Blake. We were in the cafeteria, and he was being overly and openly affectionate towards me. That's right. It's not right for me to continuously doubt our relationship. He has shown that he deeply cares about me, and he has not given me reason to think otherwise. It is just all in my head.