CHAPTER 7
MARCUS PIERCE

Without realizing it, Nigel is becoming jealous of me hanging out with Blaine Maximus. Now I'm pretty sure that he feels the pull – and it's strong. It's so strong that he can't even deny it. And it's a good thing because this is the first time that we've really met and I thought that he'd deny it, avoid me because he'd think that whatever's going on inside him is pretty weird to be felt by a guy. When Blaine decided to go to the restroom just to take a pee, my mate Nigel stood up after Blaine went out the room and he walked right up to me, telling me that I shouldn't be hanging out with Blaine because he's basically a troublemaker. To be honest, it amused me that he was telling me the reason why I shouldn't hang out with Blaine; it's so cute of him, really. Unknowingly he's jealous of Blaine. It's evident in his eyes – only werewolves will know that he's being jealous. Blaine knows that Nigel is my mate, and he knows that Nigel is jealous of him. Without admitting it out loud, Blaine knows that I'm sort of using him as one of the tools to make my mate mine.

Blaine has shared a lot of stuff to me, like Yu-Gi-Oh, manga and anime. He told me that he's the geeky werewolf that likes to be alone with books, a cup of coffee or hot chocolate in hand while reading, rather than socializing with other werewolves because he doesn't believe that a werewolf is his mate. He believes that his mate is a human.

Movies, Nigel said with his eyes twinkling bright in excitement. He basically had a bargain with me; when I told him that Blaine's a cool person, that he told me about Yu-Gi-Oh and other stuff, Nigel's nose practically fumed. My mate told me that Blaine is weird, and in a way, Blaine really is, but it's because he's a werewolf. I tried so hard just to not smile wide in front of him because it would creep the hell of my mate out, so I fought hard against it. Nigel told me that he could offer something better – he told me about anime, and I told him that Blaine already told me that, then he settled with movies. Nigel seems to know a lot of movies.

Though I'm not really a big fan of movies, when I saw the way his eyes twinkled when he mentioned movies, I knew right then that watching movies is his favorite; he seems like a movie-enthusiast. If there's a trip to get closer to him faster, then it's my chance. I told him that Blaine hasn't told me about movies yet and he smiled smugly, feeling proud that Blaine hadn't told me everything. It made my heart swell with happiness, knowing that my mate is unknowingly ripping the connection between me and Blaine. If Nigel were aware that he's my mate and vice versa, and he told me to not hang out with Blaine, I would totally do so. But for now I love seeing him jealous over something that really isn't there.

I'm grinning ear to ear and Blaine comes into view, taking a seat beside me. "So something interesting happened then, I take it." He says to me as his eyes twinkle in anticipation, hoping that I'd spill it out later. I nod at him, smiling brightly.

I thought that it's going to be harder staying here than I thought. But my mate being around me, and another werewolf, it's enough to keep me sane because I swear I don't really like interacting much with humans at all. Yes, Blaine Maximus is a werewolf.

When he told me about it, I got this ridiculous thought that someone found my identity somehow, in a short period of time since I just got here. But then Blaine told me that he's a werewolf and is finding his mate. He didn't really exactly go into details, but the moment he saw me, he knew then and there that I'm a werewolf and is finding my mate. And he was right. I asked him why I couldn't – can't – sense him being a werewolf; he told me that he has this perfume that will mask the real scent when applied. I asked him why he's hiding his scent. His response was only a shrug, and I didn't pry anymore. He told me his pack is three counties away, and that he's only staying here for the sake of meeting hopefully his mate. Because he strongly believes that his mate will be here. There's one thing I don't want to share to him, though; I don't want to tell him that I'm the Guardian of the Werewolves.

When the bell rings, signaling the end of the period, Blaine taps me on the shoulder and asks "Do you like to hang out at my place later?"

I shake my head immediately, remembering that Nigel had asked me to join him later. He gives me a brief nod. As usual, my mate takes all the time he needs to put his things in his bag and I catch a small smile playing in his lips. I'm guessing that he heard what I said.

"Okay then, see you tomorrow, I guess," he tells me as he picks up his back and hangs the strap across his shoulder, smiling at me. From the corner of my eyes I see Nigel rolling his eyes and making a face. He looks so adorable and cute when he does that.

"Wait, so you're not going to be in the next periods?" I ask him, frowning.

"No," he replies, shaking his head. "I've got to do something important. Feel free to shoot me a message, though, if you're feeling bored." Blaine lets out a chuckle and I go along with him, rolling my eyes playfully. Blaine is actually a cool person. Perhaps the reason why everyone thinks that Blaine is a troublemaker and weird is because Blaine makes it that way.

"Will do it, then," I say, even though I don't have a phone – I don't even need a phone in my life. If I ever have one, I'm not sure what the purpose would be. Unless if by some miracle Nigel wants to have my number and be my textmate or callmate. Blaine gave me his number; he wrote it down on a piece of paper and gave it to me. I shoved the paper down my pocket. "See you tomorrow!" I yell after him as Blaine takes off.

The moment the door closes, Nigel turns to me. "I told you he's weird." He deadpans, staring at me with emotionless eyes. I suppress a chuckle that is threatening to come out past my lips. Blaine hasn't even said a word that is weird for me. I mean, Blaine is really being himself and there's nothing wrong with that. Okay, maybe he's obsessed a bit with Yu-Gi-Oh and other anime stuff, but that doesn't mean that he should be judged and labeled as weird just because he likes those stuff, right?

"Weird is fine," I tell him, grinning. Nigel glares at me, rolling his eyes and he rather angrily hooks the straps of his bag over his shoulder. There's something flashes in his eyes that I can identify that is jealousy, but it quickly disappears as fast as it appeared. "So later? You'll tell me about the awesome stuff about movies, right? Still up for it?"

"No," he says, turning his back on me. "In fact, you can talk to your weird friend about Yu-Gi-Oh that you seem to like more rather than the awesome movies that you will never know. Probably. So bye, Mark. Have fun being around you weird friend." Oh, totally jealous.

But I'm not going to let him cancel the movies. It's my one way to ticket to getting closer to him and getting to know him better faster than what I've planned before deciding to attend into Northern High School. "No, wait, what? You're going to cancel? Is that just a proof that Blaine is way cooler than you?"

"What the fuck?" There's practically an air coming out of his nostrils and ears as he glares icily at me. My mate puts his bag back on the table, walks up to me with an angry expression, and jabs my chest with his index finger. "What the fuck did you just say? I'm fucking better than him. Fine. Later, once the school ends, meet me at the parking lot. Got it?" I nod at him like a child being lectured. Nigel turns around, grabs the strap of his bag, and jogs out of the room.

"Got it," I murmur, grinning like an idiot.

True to his words, I haven't seen Blaine ever since he told me that he'd be out. I wonder what he's doing right now. He asked me if I wanted to hang out in his place later. If Nigel bails out, I could just accept Blaine's offer if it's still up. I could just borrow a phone from someone at school and send Blaine a quick message.

As discussed and promised, I'm waiting at the parking lot for about ten minutes now and I still haven't seen any signs of my mate yet – neither his shadow nor his presence nor his scent occurred. I tap my foot on the ground rather impatiently, sighing out loud once the students begin to climb into their cars and drive out of school ground. I don't have any idea which car is Nigel's. He just told me to meet him at the parking lot, and then he'd meet me here. He didn't describe me what his car is, the model, the color. No description at all. Or maybe he doesn't have a car. Maybe he just told me that he'd meet me here. But he could have told me to meet him in front of the school's entrance, right?

The sun cuts through the horizon, painting the sky with orange hue, giving the clouds a magnificent and livelier color, as if they're wearing as clothes. The wind brushes past me, making me shiver. The area smells of copper and newly trimmed grass, the lawn just a several meters away from me.

As each minute passes by, the parking lot begins to get emptied. I have been waiting for more than thirty minutes and my mate is yet to show up in front of me and invite me over to whatever we are going so he can show me the awesome stuff about movies.

When the clock hits five, that's the time that I realize that Nigel's not going to come for me. Yet there's still a teeny, tiny hope that is lurking inside my heart. Maybe he forgot? Maybe if I wait a few more minutes, more hours, he'd come back and tell me to join him. So I decide to wait for more hours until the sun is completely devoured by darkness; the orange sky has been replaced with darkness, stars scattered across the sky, the glint of the half-moon becoming meaningless as I wait for my mate with hope.

Kyros whimpers in sadness as I frown in disappointment. While I could never hate my mate – that's a fact, I could just be a bit mad at him for a while then after a few seconds or minutes, I'm going to go back to being a hopeless romantic werewolf who wants nothing but his mate.

Maybe something bad happened and he didn't have time to notify or alert me. That could be the reason why he didn't show up. There's a good and valid reason behind it, right? Or it could be because of his girlfriend.

My wolf Kyros growls at the thought of my mate and his effing girlfriend spending time alone. I almost let out a loud bark when an image of Nigel's girlfriend pleasuring my mate. Oh no, that won't happen. I fucking swear. Good Goddess, I need to get these thoughts out the window.

Taking a deep breath, I say to Kyros, "Come on, let's just hang out with Blaine."

****** END OF CHAPTER 7

Author's Note: Let me know your thoughts about this chapter by commenting below! How do you feel about Nigel ditching Marcus? Do you think that it's because he's just so jealous of Blaine that it clouded his head and now he forgot that he's supposed to meet with Marcus? Hmm...

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