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Amara crossed her arms just slightly, but not in an upset way. "They will in due time, but not right away unfortunately. It will take time, but I don't think it will take as long as you think" she told him. She knew her pack would be on edge still. Giving a sigh she sent a quick text to her Beta before putting it on silent and in her pocket. "It's on silent, but will stick with me" she said with a small smile. Amara heard her stomach growl once again before she managed to speak. "S-sorry" she said before she fidgeted with her hands. Her blue eyes glanced at the diner before she looked back at Chandler. "It's hard to be selfish when you have a pack who has needed you from a young age." |
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He huffed a little. He was tired of talking or thinking about the pack that wanted nothing to do with him. "As sweet as it is that you want them to accept me quickly I don't think they will." He rubbed the back of his neck. "For now it's neither here nor there. Today is about you doing what you want." He gave a mischievous smile. "And I mean ANYTHING." He smiled softly as she put it on mute and in her pocket. "I can work with that comprise Amara darling." He new it was pointless to keep arguing on it. She wouldn't budge so he let her get her way. . At the sound of her stomach growling his did the same. Then she apologized yet again. "A. No. No more of that apologizing. A Luna doesn't apologize. Especially not MY Luna." He took her hands after seeing her fidgeting with them anxiously. He placed one over his heart so she could feel the beat and the other one on his jawline. "I know, you don't have to explain your unfortunate and unfair situation to me. If I had a say you never would've been in that position." He looked her right in those sapphire ice eyes and his pupils expanded. "Let's go inside now and get some food in our hungry stomachs, okay?" He offered a hand though he hoped she wanted to be scooped up and carried. |
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Amara blushed brightly at the idea of really doing anything that day. She hadnt realized how long it had been since she was able to really do much by herself, well, she wasnt really by herself, but without the pack hounding down her throat. It was nice, relaxing. "If you really mean anything, how about we go the the mall nearby after we eat" she asked. She knew it might sound like a silly request, but she did need some new clothes for the upcoming seasons, especially now that she had her wolf, she knew the chance of ripping her clothes were greater than ever. Amara blushed brightly when Chandler took her hands and placed one on his chest and the other on his jawline. She was left speechless for a moment, unable to bring words to form within her mind. *He really is different than his parents* she thought. Alya chuckled in response. *Indeed he is* her wolf replied. *Looking at your memories as well, I can see even when you were young his parents looked down on you, but he really is different.* Amara smiled to herself, grateful that even her wolf could see he was different. "Yes, let's eat" she replied finally. She did indeed take his hand, still blushing. |
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He noticed hiw she didn't reject or hesitate in letting him move her delicate hands. He also took note of how her cute cheeks turned rosey for him. He dared not to say anything, knowing she was in a delicate state and not wanting to embarrass her. He smiled at her. It was warm, and gentle. "When I said anything; I ment it." Now he felt his own face getting flushed again. Your practically drooling on her Chandler, get a grip. Menadite didn't like how comfortable he was getting. Hey Menadite, if I want to drool over our mate I will, and honestly you should follow suit seeing as her wolf is your mate as well dumbass. The order her sent to Menadite was cold and commanding. Menadite may be alpha of the wolves, but Chandler was in charge of him and everyone else. Their balance wasn't 50/50. It's 75/25, and Menadite knew it. Begrudgingly he responded. You thick numb-skull, your right. Fine, make a fool of us. He resigned to just watching Chandler and think him just another stupid human. . A gentle silence was present for a while, just her soft expression he was etching into his memory. When she accepted his hand his face went even redder and he kissed it lightly and helped her out of the car and closed its door behind her. With interlocked arms he opened the door of the diner for her. He let her walk in first and looked over to hostace and held up two fingers. She walked them over to a small booth in the corner by the window with a small dim light overhead. The atmosphere being warm and friendly. She placed down the menus and left them alone. "This is certainly a... quiant... dinner." He laughed a little. Normally where he went to eat it was big, extravagant, cold, and very expensive. |
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Amara gave a small smile. "Great. I know many of the pack lose clothes easier after they gain their wolf, and I want to make sure I have plenty to wear." She did have a few small ideas on what she wanted. She had remembered a few she-wolves in sundresses that looked amazing on them, and Amara debated about getting a couple along with pants and active wear. Her eyes looked at the diner before she walked in. Amara glanced back at Chandler. "It's one of the smaller places around here, but it's nice. I dont usually do much more than this when I have paperwork to do" she admitted. Her eyes caught movement out of the corner of her eye, and gave a small groan. Two of her top warriors just got out of a car and seemed to be on alert, as though they were sent to watch over her. *They better not do anything stupid* she thought as a waitress seemed to be eyeing Chandler like he was candy. She couldnt help but give a low growl and move closer to her mate, not realizing she was getting posessive of him. |
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He nodded. It was true, every wolf went thre cloaths like nothing. Constantly having them torn, damaged, or straight up reduced to shreds. He had already lost over $200 worth of cloaths. Most of it was from when he had first gotten his wolf though, now he had more control and therefore didn't just tear them apart like a madman. It made sense that having just gotten her wolf she would have very little control. Perhaps she would let him teach her. He propped up his head with his hand as he opened the menu, looking up only to see her eyes. . He gave a huff. "It's sounds like all you ever do is work." He laughed a little, understanding that annoyance completely. The mear thought of doing work made him annoyed and bored. He looked back up from the menu to see she had scooted closer to him, and that she was growling at something. He didn't sense any danger so he didn't know what she was reacting to. He put an arm around her side and pulled her extremely close to him, not leaving any space. He rested his head on hers. "Now whats got you worked up all of a sudden?" He asked still oblivious to the waitress that was ogling him. He took a good sniff of the air and smelled wolves. They smelled vaguely familiar so he shrugged it off and kissed the top of her head, unable to stand not cuddling her anymore. |
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Amara glanced at Chandler and realized what she did, her cheeks growing warm once again. "The waitress wont keep her eyes off of you" she admitted, though she did like that he put his arm around her. It helped comfort her, and she couldnt explain why. *Must be the mate bond* she thought. She heard Alya chuckle. *Of course it's the bond. That's also why you growled with that girl looked at him* she replied. Amara was relieved that she wasnt going crazy with her thoughts. Amara looked out the window once more and saw the pack warriors talking, but still wating her. "Dont be upset, but it looks like we will be followed today" she told him. "If they get too close, I will tell them to back off. Though I cant really argue if they stay back a bit. They will be able to tell the pack just how we are doing, without being able to lie." |
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He couldn't help but give a playful smirk when she told him what was bothering her. He wanted to make it abundantly clear he only had eyes for she wolf currently at his side. He wanted to stare down the waitress and give Amara the biggest kiss. However he knew it would also be incredibly irresponsible to do that. "For as much as she looks at me like that, with only lust; I'll look at you ten times as much with real admiration." He tried to scoot her even closer to him but couldn't because he'd already moved her as close as possible. With the arm that was around her he reached for her hand to hold it in his. . Wit his other hand he held up a menu in between them for them to both look at. He saw a loaded grilled cheese amd tomato soup option and new that's what he wanted. He looked over to where she was looking and made eye contact with them both. "Even after decking an alpha to save you they look at me with hatred." He said in an annoyed and low aggressive tone. "Ide argue them being here at all is to close." He complained as he put his head on he shoulder. At this point with so many eyes on them he figured he might as well give them a show. "I've got an idea, it'll make anyone watching us either angry or uncomfortable. Either way they'll stop. You in? He asked as he looked up with a fave that could only be described as the look of a mischievous trouble maker. |
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Amara slowly took his hand while she smiled. "I guess I just dont want any other females looking at you that way. Not with you being my mate" she said. She knew what she wanted from the menu, not really needing to look. One waiter walked over, and glanced at Amara and Chandler. "Are you ready to order" he asked, sounding almost annoyed to be there. Amara didnt like the attitude, and though she knew what she wanted, she shook her head. "Another moment please." He stalked off with a scoff making Amara shake her head. Amara gave a small sigh. "I am not happy they look at you in such a way. I wish they knew you wouldnt hurt me. Alya even has it in her head you never would, the same with me." Amara seemed confused with him. "What is your idea" she asked. While she wasnt saying no, it was clear she wanted to know what she was about it get herself into before saying yes. |
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He nodded. Understanding. "In all fairness if a guy even looked at you with half the internet she is looking at me I'd have his head on a platter." He said it nonchalantly as he closed the menu. When the waiter came by he noticed how unsavory his attitude was. Wonder what's up his. He glared at him as he walked away. . he was pleased that her wolf had taken a liking to him. "Well, it's not just in her head. If I ever laid a finger on you and it caused pain; I'd throw myself out so you'd never have to see me and think of that pain again." He sighed knowing that in this short amount of time she had made him more harmless then a simple human. He was throughly wrapped around her delicate fingers. When she asked what his idea was he leaned in close to her ear so no one could hear his idea. "Well, let's just say I don't think this table is sturdy enough." He laughed and put his head back on her shoulder. |
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