All Chapters of Mate me at Hollywood (18+): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Leonardo stands frozen in the doorway, shock flashing across his face.Professor David is almost shaking as he asks, "You can't tell anyone what you just saw.""Why not?! The world should know of men like you," Leo retorts, eying him."Wait, you're not a student, are you? You're Lara's best friend?"Leo glares at him like he’s ready to rip him apart."I'd say I'm more than that. Right, Lara?" he says, turning his head toward me.Oh no. Why put me on the spot like this? Now both men are staring, waiting for me to speak. But my mind is a complete, screaming blank.I swallow hard. "Leo is a... umm... a...""Boyfriend?" David offers, bewildered."No, no, no! Not boyfriend!" I shake my hands frantically.Leo's face falls, hurt flashing in his eyes."Then I suppose there's no issue here," David says professorially.Leo’s jaw ticks as he steps right into David’s space, crowding him without shame. "Not boyfriend, huh? Could’ve fooled me, the way she looks at me."David stays calm, but I catch

LARA's POVAs I wipe dust off the counter of the bar, Silas Ford, my boss walks in, smiling like he has the world bank in his pocket."Good morning, Lara," he says, whistling."Good morning, boss," I mumble, eying him warily. "What's got you in such a chipper mood?""Nothing." He shrugs. "Life is just good. Beautiful and good."That's very surprising, coming from a man who owns a bar that barely ever has any regular customers. It's a wonder how Silas can even afford to pay me my salary monthly. A real wonder."Hey, Silas. I took a course on marketing last year. Should I run some publicity campaign for the bar? For free."His chipper mood disappears and he freezes. "Lara, this is my fucking bar. You're simply an employee and I like my bar the way it is. So just do the job I pay you for: bartender.""Okay, no publicity. I got the point, boss."Phew. I might need to apply for new jobs. This customerless bar is going under faster than you can say 'bankrupt.'I continue wiping the counter

Lara's POVIt's mostly always sunny in California. But at Coachella? Everything seems much brighter, and the smiles seem less fake. "You don't strike me as a Coachella fan," I say amusedly as Leo yaps on and on about the famous music festival.He shrugs. "I'm not, really.""Then, why would you drag me all the way to Colorado desert for this date?""Coldplay."I raise a brow. "Cold what?""You don't know the greatest band in century?" He gasps, shock written on his face. "I thought everyone knew Coldplay," he says."Unfortunately, I’ve never been much of a music person."Leo is genuinely obsessed with this band, which is both adorable and... a little concerning. I guess even celebrities are fans of other celebrities."How are you not a music person? You're a human, right?" "No, Leonardo. You've been fake dating a freaking alien."He smiles. "Well, you're pretty cute for an alien."The excitement of Coachella fills the air through the blaring speakers. Leo is by my side under the oran

Leonardo's POV."Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up. Leonardo Knight, the stubborn omega," sneered Sinclair, seated on his throne made of swords."I came here to give you the very last warning. Stay away from me, Roman," I hurl."You seem to still not understand how this pack of werewolves works," Roman said, playing the tip of one of his swords.He beckons to Thorn who eagerly kicks me to the ground.Sinclair's voice now booms louder in my ears. "I gave you the werewolf gift so I am your alpha. I am the strongest and most important. Our pack is the Gemini Moon Pack. Thorn is my Beta. Liam and Edward..." He jabs a finger at them. "... are the gammas. But you..."He jumps to the feet, and climbs down the stairs that elevates his throne of swords."You are the Omega. The nobody of the pack. A servant who does the menial jobs for the pack. Nothing more."I shoot Roman venomous glares. "What if I want to be the Alpha?"They burst into laughter like I just said the funni

LARA's POVNow, I'm starting to feel like a nuisance. Don't tell anyone this, but I have sent Leo fifteen texts, all unread and unreplied. I dial his number again and... yep. Straight to voicemail. "Leo, where the heck are you, please?! You can't just disappear on us like this."I stare at the gigantic portrait hanging on the wall in his house. He's lucky he's so handsome. His personality though? Shitty as fuck. What kind of jerk abandons a girl in a hotel room after saying he wants her? The hotel receptionist watched me walk out, and I swear, I heard the woman snicker at me. I glare at Leo's portrait again, wishing he was here so I can punch his precious, money-making face. But a part of me is deeply worried.It's been an entire week since he left. Seven days is too long, way too long a time for someone you care about to disappear.As usual, Mickie is freaking out, pacing up and down as she makes phone calls.On the first day of Leo's disappearance, Mickie shrugged it off. I'm sure