Page 20 of Becoming His

I shake my head. “He’s picking me up after class. You guys want to have lunch again?” I ask hopeful.

“I wouldn’t miss it,” he smiles.

When class ends, I see Masen leaning against the wall outside the door. He makes his way to us. The students part as he nears them. He grabs my hand and greets Sam. Walking out of the building, Sam says he and Sniffer are meeting in the union again at one o’clock. It’s only a little after twelve so they decide to sit in the quad for a little bit. I’m not sure how I feel about waiting here or eating in the cafe with all the attention we seem to receive. I’m tucked in between Masen’s legs, his arms resting on his bent knees talking with Sam. No one approaches us while we sit under a tree, so I start to relax. Maybe I’m overthinking things; maybe, I’m just being self-conscious.

We find a seat in the union, thankfully, not in the middle this time. Within two minutes, I see Michael coming through the doors. He spots us and heads over. After saying hello, all three men began laughing and joking. I can tell they’re very comfortable with each other.

Soon, Sniffer joins us, and we head over to the cafe to get lunch. Masen and I head to a Mongolian grill, and the others head off in different directions. We all meet back at a large table we sat our bags on when we first arrived. Moments after sitting, I see the terrible trio heading our way. “Great, here comes my welcoming committee,” I utter. Masen’s turns and follows my line of sight to see Brittany and her crew standing at our table. Her fingers are tangled in her hair like a toddler twirling away. I roll my eyes.

“Hi Mase, hey guys.” She waves. “Can we sit with you? There aren’t any empty tables left,” she asks sweetly.

Michael looks around the room confirming there are indeed no empty tables. “You guys planning on eating?” Michael asks while noting their empty hands.

“Oh yeah, we just wanted to find a seat first,” she replies smoothly.

Michael looks at Masen, there seems to be a silent commutation that passes between them. “Yeah that’s fine. We’re almost done anyway,” Michael answers. Masen hasn’t spoken at all, just watches. Huh, that’s strange.

When they return, each carrying a yogurt and small salad, I laugh to myself. Looking down at my stir-fry, I think they could all three use a few good meals. Shaking my head, I keep eating. The conversation has been easy and light. All the men make sure to include me, often asking for my opinion or input.

Now all conversation falls silent as they take their seats. Brittany takes a seat next to Michael who’s directly across from Masen. The blonde from English whose name I just learned is Lisa, sits next to Sam who’s straight in front of me, putting her across from Sniffer on my side. The last girl, Becca, takes the seat next to Lisa. Brittany unsuccessfully tries to start several conversations with Masen. He doesn’t ignore her but gives one or two word replies and never looks in her direction. His behavior is so different from only moments ago when he was relaxed and playful.

Finally, she says something that gets his full attention. “Roxanne has your watch Mase. She said you must have forgotten it Saturday morning when you left.” Her smile is innocent, too innocent; she knows exactly what she just did.

Masen’s fist slams on the table so hard me and almost everyone in the cafe jump. “Leave,” he barks. She scurries away. Her friends follow, not even stopping to pick up their trash.

It doesn’t matter though, the damage is done. I’m successfully reminded he was with her less than a week ago. How I feel about it surprises me though. On one hand, I want to claw all three of their eyes out, but on the other hand, I want to mount him in front of every woman he’s ever been with and show them he’s mine.Yes,snarls my wolf. She likes both ideas. She is not just a hussy, she’s a violent one.

Truthfully, I know it was before me, but it still hurts. There’s nothing to been done for it now, and I won’t let her win by pushing Masen away. That’s exactly what they want.

I settle for rubbing my hand over Masen’s tense shoulder. “Calm down, Big Guy. I know what she was trying to do. The reminder sucks, but it’s not like I didn’t know about you and Roxanne.”

Masen’s body immediately relaxes, and he snatches me up from my seat and sits me in his lap. He shoves my face into his chest and drops his head to my ear. “Thank you,” he whispers.

Sniffer is staring at me with an open mouth. I reach over and lift his chin with my fingers. “Nobody wants to see your burrito Sniffer,” I admonish.

Masen lets out a full-blown belly laugh. His head is thrown back as he roars. Now, it’s my turn to stare along with everyone else in the room. A few chuckle with him. Most just watch, seeming to realize the rarity that they’re witnessing. He squeezes me tight and still laughing says, “I’m a lucky fucker!”

Sniffer is still shocked. “What have you done with my brother? Do you have any sisters?” That earns him a swat to the back of the head from Masen. Lifting his hands defensively, he comments, “Hey, I was just asking.” I finish my lunch sitting in Masen’s lap, and I don’t even care if anyone watches.

He drops me at my photography class. When I turn to leave, he wraps me in his arms picking my feet up from the floor. “I’ll see you soon,” he promises, then he sets me down.

Class seems to drag on as I wait to be dismissed. Knowing he’ll be waiting has me excited. I’m one of the first from my seat when the teacher tells us she’ll see us next week. I rush out the door with a smile plastered to my face, but it falls when I don’t see him. Looking at my phone, I see it’s five minutes earlier than I told him we’d get out.

I make my way to the front of the building when I see him under a tree talking on his phone. I walk up behind him and hear “know it’s hard. It’s hard for me too.” He’s running his hands through his hair. “Well, I’m not sure. I have something to do tonight. Maybe I can come by when I’m done or tomorrow.” There’s a stretch of silence. “I can’t answer that, just give me some time, Roxy.”

Piss off, are you kidding me? Here I was thinking all this bullshit with her is over, and now he’s on the phone consoling her. “I can’t. Not yet. She’s fragile.”Fragile,is he talking about me?

I’ve heard enough. I turn to walk away, but before I can, Michael walks up. “Hey Luna, class get out early?” Masen turns around slowly when he hears Michael address me as the Luna. The guilty look on his face says it all. Michael realizing there’s something wrong stands next to me.

Masen’s face is hard when he says, “I’ll talk to you later.” The placating softness in his voice is replaced with anger. I wonder who he’s mad at, me for catching him, or himself for not paying better attention and getting caught.

Masen reaches out like he is going to touch me, yeah, that’s not happening. I take one step back, Michael follows me. “I don’t think so, buddy.” I sneer. His face falls. “I’ll tell you this once and only once. You get your shit sorted before you ever come near me again. But know this, if you touch her or anyone else, I will never be your Mate. I survived losing you before. You better believe I could do it again.” I turn to Michael. “I would like for you to give me a ride home and arrange for my Jeep to be returned to me immediately. Please,” I add as an afterthought.

Michael looks to Masen for an answer. Masen again tries to close the distance between us, his mouth opens to speak. I hold my hand out. “I will not listen to any excuses you have. Nothing about what you were just doing is okay. No matter the reason! If you’re not willing to do it in front of me, then you should never do it behind my back. Sort your shit or walk. There is no other option!”

“Now Michael are you going to give me a ride or ask permission from your Alpha?”

Michael nods his head. “Yes Luna. I’ll drive you home, and your Jeep will be there within the hour.”

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