The Lycan's Rejected Mate (naiah and Amos) novel Chapter 95

Anaiah's POV

I was hoping that if I came here and apologized to Leondre for my rude behavior, it would calm things between us but no, he doesn't want to talk or look at me.

After Dan excuses himself to get the air out of the bar, I stare at my mate.

He is drinking, ignoring my existence.

"Aren't you going to say a word to me?" I snap. He shakes his head and takes gulps of his drink. He's looking at everyone in the bar but me.

"I'm sorry, Leon,"

"Nothing to be sorry about, I get that you're still hurting," he says but his tone says otherwise. He is still jealous that I hugged Erickson.

"It was just an innocent hug,"

"It's more than that. I've learned that you've been getting closer and you confide in him lately," he says, looking at me now. I get up from my chair and get on his lap, he doesn't wrap his arms around my waist as he would.

"I've been hurting but I didn't want to let you know or continue blaming yourself because, Leon, I know you do when you see me unhappy," our bond makes it so that we can read through our mate's emotions not only when they permit and take down the block but when they are vulnerable. I've heard him startle awake in his sleep or dream about the incident.

"I just don't want you to walk on eggshells around me," I say.

We continue to talk and drink, and I'm feeling so much better. I smile at the end of our talk and kiss his lips softly, he kisses my collarbone and I shudder, making a warm chill goes down my body.

"Have you smoked out a bong before?" He asks, I shake my head. I've never even smoked before.

"He orders a waiter to bring a bong that we try to smoke out of but I'm choking,"