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Chapter 5
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2023-05-18 12:58:37Theressa’s POV
I wonder why Lyon wants to accompany me. Has he already started fulfilling some of his words from last night, saying he'll always be there for me?
Honestly, I feel uncomfortable. But when I remember that he's a werewolf, that discomfort turns into fear. Even though he won't attack me, I still get chills seeing the big wolf within him.
"Wait here; we'll gather in a special meeting room on the third floor."
"Okay."
My desire to teach Lyon vocabulary has increased. I know he's cold, but it doesn't mean he can only utter one word continuously.
"Ah, I'm so happy to see Lyon's presence! You truly are the right person to accompany Theressa. You know, even though Theressa and I rarely talk about love, I can see that you're much better than Brian, that cheating guy!"
Delilah and four of my other friends create an even more awkward atmosphere. I may feel that way because Lyon's expression remains the same, always flat.
"Well, we didn't meet to discuss privacy matters. We should head to the third floor soon."
I pulled Delilah's hand and left Lyon. That cold man observed our steps until we entered the elevator. Those sharp eyes always tremble my heart, but I still don't feel attracted to him.
**
"So, you're dating Lyon, huh? How does it feel to go from a narcissist to being in the arms of a cold man?"
Ryan's question bothers me. I know he's intentionally making me uncomfortable. Ryan is jealous; he has expressed love for me several times since my relationship with Brian ended.
"Okay, if you want to know the answer. Lyon and I are not dating; we're just close. And about the narcissist? I didn't realize Brian was a selfish guy."
"If you're not dating, I should be allowed to take you home after this, right? I also want to treat you to ice cream. Do you want that?"
Ryan puts on a pleading face, and I feel a bit sorry for him. He must have been disappointed because I invited Lyon and canceled my plan to visit the library with him.
"Okay, I'll try to talk to Lyon now. It seems like he's also done getting what he needs from the library."
"Great, I'm waiting for the answer."
I approach Lyon, who is on the first floor. He appears to be reading a romantic novel when I arrive before him.
"Are you done?" Lyon asks.
"It seems like we'll disband in about fifteen minutes. By the way, Ryan asked me to have ice cream with him. It won't be a problem if I go with him. I would feel really bad if I rejected his invitation. Besides, there are no restrictions in the approach agreement we have. You can go with another woman if you want to."
Lyon lowered his book in front of him and gave me a sharp gaze. I felt worried and afraid that he might transform into a wolf.
"We never agreed, Theressa. And why would you think I would stop you? Go ahead with him. I'll go home after reading a few more pages."
"Alright, so you can put my helmet in the front locker. I'll go back to the third floor... see you."
As usual, expressionless and always cold. I can't imagine what it would be like if I were his lover. Most likely, I would be stressed, lol.
**
Twenty minutes later, Ryan and I were on our way to the ice cream shop. We didn't talk much; the only sound came from the radio in the car.
Occasionally, I sang along to the song playing. I was quite happy, imagining the delicious ice cream we would soon enjoy. Coincidentally, it had been a long time since I had eaten it.
"By the way, Theressa. Can we stop by my house for a moment? There's something I need to get. Luckily, my house isn't far from here."
"Okay, take your time."
Five minutes later, a classic-style gray house became our stop. Yes, we arrived at Ryan's house.
"Come on, let's get out. Waiting in the car for ten minutes will be boring. Besides, there's no one at my house. My parents are out."
I nodded and followed Ryan into his house. Ryan led me to the living room, and no bad thought about Ryan crossed my mind. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and kissed me on the lips.
"What the hell, Ryan?!"
I pushed Ryan's body away. Honestly, I was very scared.
"Why are you angry, Theressa? Isn't this what you wanted? You're dating Lyon just for your satisfaction. I can give you the same thing. Come here; we can do it casually."
Ryan's hand was ready to pull me again, but I pushed him back.
"You're crazy! What were you thinking, Ryan?!"
"I'm crazy because of you. I've been waiting for you long, giving you so many signs, but what? You still choose someone else. Should I be deserving of you? Do you think I can't bring you happiness?"
Ryan got closer, and unfortunately, I was cornered. He pushed me, and I fell onto the sofa.
"Don't do something stupid, Ryan! I never saw you that way!"
"Shut up, Theressa! Just enjoy what I'm going to give you!"
Ryan was about to kiss me when his house door suddenly opened.
"Lyon!"
Yes, Lyon arrived by breaking into Ryan's house.
"Hey, what are you--"
Before Ryan could finish his sentence, Lyon punched him, causing him to fall.
"Never approach Theressa again, and get ready to be expelled. I won't stay silent about what you've done to Theressa."
Lyon grabbed my hand and took me away. Meanwhile, Ryan was still busy with blood from Lyon's punch on his nose.
"Are you okay?" Lyon asked.
"Yes, how did you know I was here?"
"I'm a werewolf, Theressa. I can easily find you. From now on, I will never let you go with anyone other than me. Whether you like it or not, you have to accept it. Understand?"
Lyon handed me my helmet. We quickly left Ryan's house. My heart feels unsettled now. I'm still afraid because of Ryan's behavior, but on the other hand, I also feel safe because I'm with Lyon.
It isn't very easy.
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