Chapter thirty-six ( Worried)

Mira's Pov:

"What the fuck…!!! I surprisingly yelled at him, this is the same guy that I have been avoiding meeting, but here he was standing in front of me and even went to the extent of hugging and running his hand all over my body. I can't fall too cheaply, is it because I lack affection? Is it because I haven't felt like this before? I wildly stared at him as he tried taking a step forward.

"Hey…..you…you just stand there," He studied me as I stammered to speak before moving towards me. He looks so enchanting, I indirectly take in his appearance. He is wearing plain navy blue jeans and a white shirt which compliments his eyes, his hair is curled up in a ponytail style. His eyelashes were long, longer than mine which makes me jealous. He is fucking handsome and neat, his alluring eyes take in my appearance from my leg up to my eyes. He kept giving me a heated look, his eyes moved from my legs and stopped in between my thighs. His eyes were fixed on my bare exposed thigh making me uncomfortable though part of me feels happy, there is something with the way he gazed at me. His gaze weakens my legs, his eyes turn a shade of black before he forcefully averted it elsewhere. Looking everywhere else except at me, he chuckled before focusing his attention back on me again.

Clearing his throat, he mumbled, "Nice to meet you….."

"Hey, I am greeting…." He pouts. I bit my lips to suppress the urge to laugh at his childish behavior, he kind of looked fun and silly.

"No….no it is too early to conclude," I whispered within me.

"Nice meeting you….." I gave him one of my fake smiles.

"Nice meeting you…." He greeted me.

Staring at him like he did have lost it "How many times do you have to greet…..?" I rolled my eyes as I asked him.

"Feisty, umm…… I love it, it seems interesting," he smirks mischievously. There is something behind those smiles like it was made for me, the way his lips curled up when he wanted to smile and the naughty way that he smirks make him fascinating. And arouses the shit out of me, He is six feet taller than me.

"Hey, Mira get hold of yourself….." I screamed at myself.

"Is the mate bond, not me….. I am sure that it wasn't me," I tried convincing myself.

"Pretty……." He rounded out. I disgustingly glared at him. He gave me a **what's wrong ** kind of look.

"Hey, what's it…..?" He confusedly asked me.

"What…..?" I countered back.

"You don't answer questions with a question," he muttered.

"And what if I wanted to answer it like that? And besides, you don't tell me how to answer a question," I scoffed. I don't know how I suddenly felt the strength to run my mouth anyhow, though I was shaking like a chicken wing within. I decided to act nonchalantly like I don't give a damn while I give a damn.

"Ok, you calm down cat….." Using his hand he tries to calm me down.

Squatting his hands off me, I snarled at him "Who are you calling a cat? Do I look like a cat to you?"

Placing his hand on his heart he laughs out loud as he staggers back in the process "I don't know that you are funny…."

"Sounds funny to you….ahh, I look funny to you, right," I madly scowled at him.

Trying to suppress his laugh when he noticed my hardened expression, though there was a glint of amusement in his eyes, he said "Hey, I didn't say that you look funny…. I was just complimenting your beauty,"

"That I looked funny, right, is that a compliment to you? Does it sound like a compliment?" I lash out at him, I don't know why it hurts me that he said that I look funny. Is not my fault that I wasn't born pretty, I didn't create myself. If I am pretty and passing through this mess then that could be a different thing but being ugly and going through this misery is another story. How am I supposed to stand in between these two Greek gods and claim that I was mated to two of them? I am sure that it is going to be a huge slap to their face. Hunter was already suffering the disgrace of being mated to me, so I can't drag Derrick to this mess too.

"I never said that you looked funny….." I was snapped out of my thoughts as he spoke tenderly to me. If not that my life wasn't a mess already. If we have met as different people I could have marked him as mine here and now but I can't do that. I don't want what will jeopardize my reasons for escaping and saving my sanity before I lose it completely in this pack.

"Whatever……shouldn't you, supposed to be inside, as the celebrant?" I asked him.

"Oh! Wait, are you now stalking me…..?" I taunt him.

"I am not stalking you…..though if given an opportunity I could do that without any stress at all, I won't mind stalking you all day," he finished the last part with a devilish smile plastered at the corner of his lips.

"Umm……umm….. " I cleared my throat but words refused to come out. After some hours of standing there he finally burst into another laugh, I glared deadly at him.

"Ouch!......whatever," I groaned angrily. I hate myself. Why did I suddenly go mute? I hate this guy he is fucking frustrating me.

"Why are you here….?" The word slipped my throat before I knew it. Of course, I know why he was here, moron I tease myself. I always end up embarrassing myself.

Stretching the nape of his neck, he cleared his throat severely "I just wanted to get to know….."

"There is nothing to know about me…" I sound more nervous than I expected, gosh! I hope he didn't notice my uneasiness but who am I kidding he is smarter than I expect and this is one of the things that scares me most. What if he finds out about me being mated and married to his brother? Will he still smile at me this way, or will everything, when I said everything, I mean will everything blow away?