CHAPTER EIGHT: WOLF IN DISTRESS

CHAPTER EIGHT

*** MEI'S POV ***

"Oh shit. I'm so sorry." A feminine voice says as Borin and I turn to see the cause of the ruckus. The lady, frozen at the both of us like she's seen ghosts.

"Oh my God, Miss. Chatteris, it's really you....in flesh and blood." The lady says as her eyes dart between Borin and I.

I fight the urge to roll my eyes as I stare right back at her, my eyes portraying no emotion. Borin looks at her too—observing as she fiddles with her shirt, still frozen in place.

I've been recognised, and it'll only take a few minutes before paparazzi flood this place if she decides to be a blabbermouth.

One quiet evening. I just needed one quiet evening.

"Oh my God Talia. Just one task, one task I asked you to take care of." A man says, immediately he comes into the room. He glares at her before approaching our table.

"I am so sorry for the inconvenience. I had to use the bathroom and I thought she'd be able to handle it." He says, apologies written all over his face. His scent filling the entire room.

He must be terrified. I would be too if this meant I'd lose my job.

Borin must sense it too as he clears his throat and says, "it's okay Eric, please do get us the desert at least."

My eyes dart between Borin and Eric as I wonder what either men might be thinking. Before he nods and leaves.

Borin brings out his damn notepad again and I glare at him for a split second before letting out a breathy sigh as I lean into my seat. My gaze fixes on the lady who's still frozen on the spot needing a distraction from Borin and his annoying habits.

Talia. The name rings in my head for a while, my mind actively trying to memorise it like it does every new thing.

"At least clean this up will you?" Eric says, irritation laced in his tone as he walks past her and disappears in the corner. She nods and without thinking, she bends down in an attempt to pick the broken plates.

"Don't touch that with your hands." I'm quick to speak, my voice a little louder than intended.

Stupid human.

They are the most fragile breeds I've discovered, yet they most reckless.

Her head snaps to look at me as her cheeks turn red. Her eyes dart to Borin before she says, "right. I....I'll be right back."

Her voice is shaky but the scent of her arousal is very evident.

The fuck?

Humans.....

Sometimes, I wish I didn't have hyper sensitive senses.

Borin doesn't even look at her as he keep penning down something on his notebook.

I want to ask what he's writing but I quickly refrain. That'd seem too informal.

My empty stomach rumbles as the scent of brown rice hit my nostrils in waves. I'd been to busy to eat before coming and I'd really hoped to get a proper dinner.

I should've listened to Curtis. The omega always stressing on my dieting habits and how I should eat more.

My wolf stirs and I know she's worked up. We both are. I haven't had peace since I came back to Vos.

I need some time to myself.

I inhale deeply, my fingers inadvertently tapping at the wooden surface.

I adjust on my seat and reach for my phone but retracting almost immediately.

Is it getting hot in here?

The waiters still aren't here yet and I wonder what they're doing. I focus my hearing to catch any hint of what they might be doing when I hear faint voices.

"I swear it's really Mei, gosh I'm so jealous of her silver hair." A female voice says. Talia.

I scoff but a smile creeps up my lips for a split second.

"It's not everyday you get to meet a boss bitch like her, I love her." Another female voice says.

"You know they're still out there waiting for you right?" A masculine voice speaks this time.

"Shut up." The other voices quip.

I remove my focus from them as my wolf stirs again.

For whatever reason, she's getting angsty and I can feel her creeping up take control.

I take in a deep breath and look at the time on my wrist watch. Fifty nine minutes after eight.

We've been here for a while and as much as I'd like to stay and get a taste of that chocolate cake, I can't.

My wolf is in distress and I risk exposing myself if I stay in public.

Or at least that's the excuse I tell myself as I stand to my feet.

"This has been fun Mr. Holloway but I'll take my leave now."

He looks at me and for a split second I see the glint of surprise in his eyes, before it's quickly masked behind those grey orbs.

"Miss Chatteris."

"I'll have the contract delivered tomorrow."

I don't wait for him to say anything as I practically turn on my heels and leave.

If I stay another minute, I'm not sure whether I'd lose control of my wolf...

...or my composure.

Perhaps, it might help going to the brothel. Curtis and I need it.

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