Chapter 31: Alpha Daniel

Millys pov

He has this old beat-up jeep that he puts me in, and I feel a small whimper leave my lips when he lets go of me, giving him an understanding smile that makes me feel better and worse simultaneously. Stupid mate bond!

“It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. I got you.” He takes my hand and kisses it. I’m dying from the mere touch of his lips on my skin, making me sweat over the overwhelming feeling of wanting to sleep with him again.

I don’t answer him, I can’t, my words, gone, my heart, already gone too when he is sitting right next to me in those worn jeans and shirt, looking like he is just made for me.

“Goddess, I wish I could hear what is going on in that pretty head of yours…” he sights and glances at me when he already has the car on the road and flinches like he knows what I’m thinking about. I see a small smug smile on his handsome face that makes me calm down, he doesn’t, but the way I’m acting, I might as well let him read my mind.

“I don’t need any more surprises right now, Benjamin. You just told me that I’m going to have my babies soon, and you can’t just say stuff like that to me, or I will give birth right here in this car of yours.” He slows down, stops by the side of the road, and looks me over twice like he is worried I’m going to do it.

“I didn’t say anything, Milly?!” he seems like he is getting stressed over the fact that I made a joke about something that he looks just as nervous about as me.

“Hey…are you okay? I was just joking; you know that, right?” I have my hand on his arm, and he looks at it and then at me, his eyes so scared and hurt that I’m feeling my chest constrict from the emotions in his blue eyes.

“Yeah…. Yeah… I got that….” he shakes his head like he doesn’t want to remember whatever came into his head. I just stare at him, my hand still left on his arm, I really want to know what happened, but I don’t want to push it either, that’s his secret…but then again, he wants me to live with him, as his…. Wife? I still don’t get that part when he told me it’s like a marriage, but like no divorces unless you die.

“It’s going to be okay, whatever it is… is going to be fine….” I give him a sincere smile and pat his arm when he looks at it again and then at me with something other than sorrow in those beautiful eyes that makes me gulp from the rawness taking over him.

“I know you are pregnant, but I want to fuck you, Milly….” My heart just stopped again, and my core keeps pulsating, and I swear he can tell I am just as turned on as he is.

“Benjamin…. you are making me hot….” I flush when he chuckles, start the car again, and wave my hands at my face, knowing the blushing is all over my face. He is not hiding what he thinks, that’s for sure.

“You are already hot, Milly; careful, or I might pull over again and push my dick inside you.” I know he is teasing me, but my chest is making small noises I haven’t made since I first slept with him, and my legs are tense. I don’t know how I will survive not jumping him soon at this point.

We both feel tense like it's hard being around the other one, not being able to make any contact. I stare at the road at this point, trying to not look at him again because if I do, I will break down and let him do whatever he wants with me, no doubt about it.

When the car finally stops, and I still haven’t looked at him, I feel the door is open on his side. Then he walks to my door, and I swear that every hair on my body stands up, anticipating him being close to me.

“What are you doing?” I gasp when he leans over me, and I hold my breath thinking he will kiss me, only to be let down when he unbuckles me, and I stare at him in disappointment earning a small teasing smile. I didn’t know he was this playful, and you couldn’t tell from all the brooding.

“I’m letting you go, sweetheart, you must be hungry by now, and we still have some distance to catch up, so let’s go.” He lifts me out, not even bothering to ask me what I want, and I am about to start scolding him when I feel the smell of waffles hitting me like a hammer, and I release. I am hungry again.

He starts to walk with my hand in his. I’m dying. I am when I feel his warm hand over mine. People are staring like crazy. I get why he looks dangerous with his height and muscle, the tattoos over him not helping, or his black hair is over his eyes when he is in public. My huge belly isn’t helping, either. I really look like a stick with a huge bump, not one of them perfect women that look good or even sexy when they are pregnant. Nope not me, still just Milly, the unsexist girl ever.

He stops before we go inside and start to take off his shirt. My eyes are about to pop out of my head when I see his arm in that black t-shirt; I know I’ve seen him naked. Still, boy,, I love seeing the ink going up on his neck and arms. He smirks at me because he knows I’m staring. Scratch that; every girl or woman around a hundred miles are staring at him.

“Take this.” He starts pulling up the shirt around my arms when I look confused at him. Why is he doing this?” he smiles at me, actually being able to button the buttons on the shirt over my boob but not over the belly, and I just sigh; of course, my boobs fit just fine; it’s not like there that big even when I’m pregnant.

“I don’t want other guys looking at you, or I will have to start killing people.” He says it seriously as he will, and I just moan. I guess it’s a beast thing again.

“Yeah, sure they do….” I snort when he frowns and then puts his arm around my waist and pushes the door open with the other hand guiding me inside like I can’t function without him. Oh, if that wasn’t so close to the truth.

We walk inside, and the whole waffle house dies down. Everyone stops speaking and stares at us; I don’t know why but it's scary. I’m used to working in places like this. People never shut up, never making me understand just how much of an odd couple we were and how much Bens beast could affect humans, him being on edge since we walked out from the car, like he was just waiting for some guy to walk over and start flirting with me when clearly, it's him that’s going to be flirted with, a lot!

My jealousy kicks in hard when I sweep my eyes over all the women of different ages just gawking at him standing there next to me. I wish he kept his shirt because that body is just for me.

I pull myself closer and snake my arm around his waist, making us glued together. I hear him make a sound of approval like he thinks I’m doing this because of other guys, and I’m not; it’s for making all the girls back off from what’s mine.

We walk past an empty booth, and he helps me sit down inside, and he sits next to me, not on the other side, just next, like he wants to hide me from people watching me. I’m feeling a bit hurt, like that he doesn’t want to be seen in public with me all of a sudden, even covered me up.

He looks around, staring at people and making them look away, and slowly people start to talk again. I just pout from being ignored when he hasn’t turned around yet. A pretty girl is coming our way. She has a yellow uniform that matches her nice brown hair and bright smile. She isn’t even looking at me, only him, when she walks up and introduces herself like they are going on a date, making my anger that’s bubbling inside go crazy.

“Hi, and welcome to Happiest pancakes waffles house” my name is Jordan, and I am going to be your waitress today!” she chirps, super happy. I can’t see his face since he is turned away, and I cross my arms, giving her a nasty glare. Why she had to be brunette? I bet he likes them that way, that’s why he was with the girl at my job, she looked like the waitress.

He takes the menus and passes them to me without even looking at her, which makes me happy beyond belief, and I give her a small smile that she doesn’t return; I bet she makes a lot of tips, not!

She still stands there smiling at him when I open the menu and stare at it, I lose my appetite seeing the girl that’s ogling my man, and I curse myself. He is not my man, he just wants you for the mate bond Milly, the rebound, and we are just making this happen because of the babies, that’s it.

“Milly, what do you want?” he turns over and faces me, giving me some relief that he is not ignoring me anymore, and I shrug and fold it. I don’t know anymore.

“Honestly, when you kidnapped me, I didn’t get my purse along, so I guess I have nothing.” The girl’s eyes got a streak of fear in them like she thought I was serious, and I just made a small bubbly laughter when he rolled his eyes at my dramatics.

“Yeah, like I would make you pay anything even if we did get your stuff with us…” he grinned at me when I smiled back at his mischievous eyes. He really was more fun than I first thought he was.

“Fine, I have waffles, nr3. Did you get that, Jordan?” I said her name over pronouncing it, and she blinked like she didn’t realize that I was talking to her directly, still lost in staring at my mate, that turned around and frowned at the frozen girl.

“Are you fucking deaf? Didn’t you hear her?!” he sneered like she was nothing, maybe she wasn’t, and I was ashamed that it made me happy. I was the girl people usually sneered at, so I should feel sorry for her, but I couldn't, not when she was flirting with my mate.

“Yeah, yeah, waffles, nr 3, got it….” She looked suspiciously at him and then at me when my red flags started to show up. She really believed that I was kidnapped, didn’t she?!

The waitress just turned around and walked away quickly when I tugged his arm, making him turn around again and give me a serene smile like he was happy to see me even if he just was right beside me, and that made my stomach flutter even more.

“Ben, I think she will call the cops on us.” I followed the girl’s eye; she was talking to her co-workers, trying not to stare at us, when his eyes narrowed, and he just nodded like he believed that too.

“So, have you been kidnapped, Milly? or am I going to jail for picking you up?” he stared at me all seriously when I frowned. That was insane; I was joking when I told him that!

“No! of course not! I was joking with you and her. I just wanted her to back off; I didn’t think she would call the cops! I work as a waitress and would never do that unless something was really wrong!” I made a gesture to the girl that saw me and looked even more nervous, Darting in behind the kitchen, fudge.

“Jealous?” he smirked when he knew I was. I almost drowned being so freaking jealous I could die when I saw him out the last time.

“Yeah.” I just said it. Why lie? I was.

He got taken back my confession like he was expecting me to say no and blush, well that train had left the station, I was about to have his babies, and I was super jealous of everyone that looked at him.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” He pulled his arm around me again, and I giggled from his fingers on my boob, reaching around me, not even trying to hide that he did it, even with people around.

I didn’t answer him when; I just tilted my head up and looked at him, waiting for him to kiss me when I heard the sirens outside. People around us were stirring, anxious about cops coming over. He sighed like he was about to kiss me and got a bored look in his eyes when I heard the door open. Two police officers walked inside. They didn’t even need to look to see the odd couple of him and me together to start heading our way.

“What seems to be the problem, officer?” Ben had turned around and shielded me against the two uniforms in front of him. I didn’t know if he even knew that he did it, but I felt safe for some reason; it was so stupid. They weren’t going to hurt me.

“Someone called in a potential kidnapping and made your description, so I need to talk to the girl.” The officer, a middle-aged man, looked past him and stared at me, making him tense like no way was going to happen.

“Fuck no! she isn’t kidnapped. Milly is my girlfriend!” Ben snarled at them, making both guys flinch when I put my hand on his arm; I didn’t want to get a blood bath or an arrest warrant for murder.

“It's fine, Ben; I talk to them. Really it’s okay.” I gave the officer a bright smile that he just nodded to, and Ben still hadn’t moved from the booth. This was not going to end well.

“It’s not fine! We were minding our own business, and that bitch of waitress just came up here and didn’t even listen to my girls order; instead, she called the fucking cops on us?!” he suddenly got up, making both men jump back, having hands on their guns when he stood up taller and more dangerous looking than any of them.

“Sir, stand down!” I just watched it in horror. He wasn’t doing anything, just standing there, and they were ready to shoot him just because he looked like someone that could attack them. He wouldn’t, not here, not with me behind him!

He put his hands up when they pulled out the freaking cuffs, and they cuffed him, my mate, that hadn’t done anything wrong! I was trying to scoot out and get up when the other one stopped with a look, and I got even madder at them for arresting an innocent person.

“Why do you need to cuff him? I wasn’t kidnapped! I was joking with that nosy waitress checking out my man!”

One of them dragged Ben outside, and he didn’t fight back but gave me a grim look when our eyes met. He didn’t want to leave me inside alone, and I just knew that.

“So, you’re telling me you are okay, that he didn’t kidnap you? Because if he did, you are safe now. He will not get to you if you want to tell the truth, mam.” The younger uniform stared at me with hard eyes like I would start to cry and break down, telling him that I was kidnapped, but I wasn’t!

“No, it was a joke. I got upset by the waitress just staring at my boyfriend and ignoring me. I forgot my wallet at home and wanted waffles.” He just raised one eyebrow like he didn’t believe me where I was sitting in the oversize shirt and looking like I just got out of bed, which was basically true except that I was on a sofa when he picked me up.

“Waffles, just like that?” he was searching my face for cues when I nodded and started to get up. He looked suspiciously at me, even if I weren’t a threat when I hurried out from the booth and sat there. He stared at me like I was an alien before some recognition sparked in his eyes, thank God.

“Waffles, huh? My wife just ate prawns and pickles; it made me want to puke!” He had a gentler voice, and I just smiled at him. Thank heavens, he seemed like he understood, and I was just about to get up from the booth when I heard the loud growl from outside. I turned around, seeing Ben staring at the hand stretched out to help me. I took it, seeming it would be stupid to not let the officer help me up even if he wouldn’t like it.

“Woah, did you hear that? I didn’t know we had wolves in this area?!” the guy seemed shocked over the sound of an animal when I just smirked, turning around and not showing my amusement. Ben did not look happy, not at all.

“So, can you please let my boyfriend go? As I said, I’m not kidnapped, and he has been protective of me since I got pregnant.” I was holding onto the booth. My feet were already hurting like hell from having shoes on that didn’t fit me anymore, and I looked pleadingly at the officer, that just nodded like he was going to. I just sighed, and he held out his arm, and I took it knowing Ben would have a serious meltdown later, but I didn’t care and followed him outside, and Ben's eyes were black. I was just glad that his hair was converting that up.

“Let him go! False alarm apparently, just a pregnant girl with cravings for waffles.” He chuckles when Ben is still in cuffs, and I gulp hard from seeing his eyes on my arm holding onto the officer.

I let go when they release him, and I jerk his hands to the front like he can’t wait to shift and kill them when I walk up and just put my hand on his arm, begging him with my eyes not to do something stupid.

“Are you okay, baby?” I have my sweetest voice when he huffs and then looks at me, and his eyes are blue again, and I exhale from holding my breath; it's fine. He is not going to go full beast on them all.

“Yeah, I’m fine, just pissed that I can’t even go outside and eat with my girl.” He pulls me close, and I enjoy the warmth of his body, and the scent that makes me so much calmer than any other thing in the world could do.

They grin at me for being pregnant, don’t even say sorry, and reprimand us for using careless words frightening people and almost a fine for disturbing the peace, like what just happened?

I watch the cars roll away, and he still holds me when I hear the low growl from my mate's throat. He can't wait to get out of here, and I don’t think he likes humans that much, just me.

“Get in the car Milly.” His tone sounded angrier again when I sighed, walked over to the old jeep, and looked at him being pissed at me; how was this my fault again?

“You know I can’t get in on my own.” His head lifts from the ground he’s been staring at, and like he remembers that I can’t, he comes up to me with a softer look.

“I don’t want to see another man touching you ever again.” He states that when he lifts me up into the seat, and I frown, that sounds stupid; it’s another beast thing, I guess.

“What if I need help, or I’m working? You can’t just tell me not to touch anyone else. We are not even real mates, you know, since you already had one, and I’m just the sloppy seconds!” I stare at his surprised face like he can’t believe my stupidity.

“I’m not talking about that, and you know it, that policeman, he was clearly cheeking you out even if he had a fucking ring on that creep, and what the hell do you mean by not real mates? This is real, Milly, as real as it fucking gets.” He has a low, calm voice trying not to attract attention, but his eyes are burning like he wants me to understand how wrong he thinks I am.

“Are we really Ben?” I get a sad face that he frowns at, and I know I’m pushing him, but I don’t care when he suddenly closes the door and walks away.

My heart goes heavy in a second. I did it, I pushed him too far, and now he doesn’t want me anymore, probably going inside to hook up with that cute brunette girl and leave me here in the parking lot…. I close my eyes and feel I’m already crying; I should have stayed with Levi.

I feel the wind from the door opening again, and I look up, seeing him standing there, ocean and lemons filling my nose; when he gets a worried look over his eyes and puts the bag down, I lean into him when he stands next to my seat. I cry some more, and I don’t even know why.

“you’re not a sloppy second sweetheart, not at all, left face it, I am.” He gives me an encouraging smile when I finally feel like all my tears are out, and I huff at him, this time when I lean back into the car seat, exhausted. That’s a good one.

“Yeah, right…Ben, do you know why I never slept with anyone except for you? It’s not because I didn’t want to; it’s just that nobody wanted me!” I know I’m pathetic, crying and whining to the only guy that ever thought I was attractive enough to sleep with me. Still, I’m pregnant, okay, hormones and stuff.

“That’s bullshit, I've seen so many guys want to fuck you, and it’s driving me insane, and that part about you only being with me, I love that; it's so fucking stupid since I… I haven’t been the best man since Candi died, but you make me want to be better, Milly, do better.” He stands down and leans over me, making my breath go deeper inside my lungs, feeling that intoxicating scent of lemons and oceans, my favorite…. And something else when he pulls his arm up and shows me what he got.

“And I got you waffles.” He takes the bag up, and I can’t help but smile. He really did get me waffles, didn’t he?” I take the bag he gives me and open it; it’s like a full-size order of at least twenty in there, and I look up in disbelief at me eating all of that at his caring eyes.

“Maybe we can share?” I giggle when he gets a smirk on that handsome face. Oh, he was counting on it. I should stuff my face and make him see how hungry I am…. I giggle at my naughty thoughts when he looks at me weirdly and smiles even more before he leans in and kisses me on my cheek.

I stared at him, and he kissed me on my cheek. The warm lips on my skin still left tingles and making me want more than just that.

“I’m sorry for freaking out earlier, Milly, being around you…. It drives me crazy… I’m not usually this… overprotective about girls. I’m just a dick to them, and leave.” I snort and roll my eyes, so like he was to me, I’m not feeling that special then.

“I get it; it’s the mate bond, and it makes you want to protect the babies and me.” I shrug when his eyes die a little like that’s not what he had in my mind, and my own one races. Maybe he feels something more than that to me? Fudge, I know I did. Screw the mate bond! I was in love with him when his eyes met mine in the bar. No matter how cheesy or stupid, I could own up to that!

He nods and goes to the driver's seat, and I feel my throat a big lump like I just said something stupid and ruined the moment; now, it’s too late.

“You know you can tell me anything you want, right Benjamin?” I use my softest voice again. I want him to open up to me, but it's hard when he doesn’t want or have the guts to do it.

He gives me a faint smile and then goes back to brooding and doesn’t say one more word on the road back to the strange village. Fudge, I messed this one up, didn’t I?