Chapter 34

Hello,

Firstly, THANK-YOU HEAPS FOR THE BIRTHDAY WISHES :D I LOVE YOU ALL :D I wanted to say Thank-you personally, but this week I had been sick and could not do so.

Secondly, I am SUPER DUPER HAPPY THAT YOU GUYS LOVED THE TRAILER. It took me a month to make that... phew!

Thirdly, Chapter 34 is here and it is dedicated to @HariniJanakiraman, who celebrates her birthday today. Happy Birthday :D

Fourthly, Pic on the above is of Vincent ^^^ I told you, he has a small but important part and so, here he is.

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"If you knew how to cook, maybe I would eat," Jace muttered.

Isabelle froze, her spoon poised dangerously. "What did you say?"

Jace edged toward the fridge. "I said I'm going to look for a snack to eat."

That's what I thought you said." Isabelle turned her attention to the soup."

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QUILLON P.O.V

"I will be downstairs" I told Darya, who was combing her hair like a mermaid. She nodded without looking at me as I wore my wrist watch. If we have to be in Supreme by ten, then we had to leave at eight from here... which means we have to leave within half-an-hour.

Rolling the sleeves of my pullovers, I went downstairs and was surprised to see Quinn sitting and having breakfast. He only prepares breakfast on weekends or when he has holidays. And today, it was neither.

"Why did you prepare breakfast?" I asked curiously.

"I do not have school today" he replied and stopping dead in my tracks, I turned my head to look at him. "Someone tampered with the water and drain pipes of the school yesterday and now the whole school is flooded" he said with a serious face and narrowing my eyes, I shook my head well aware that the 'someone' here is none but Quinn himself.

That's where he went last night!

"What a terrible, terrible thing to do!" Quinn feigned sadness and when I noticed the blatant amusement in his eyes, one side of my lips curved upwards.

"Smart ass" I muttered sitting on my stool and he beamed proudly.

"We are leaving at eight" I said.

"I am ready to go anytime"

A few minutes later, Darya entered the kitchen and she shot me a questioning look, when she noticed Quinn. "I am coming with you guys" Quinn announced grinning widely and then explained to her what he did with the pipes last night.

"I will get the car out of garage" I told her after my breakfast was done.

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I pressed the horn as I brought the car to a halt in the driveway. Quinn climbed into the front passenger seat and I turned my head stare at him, as my wolf growled inside me.

"Come on Darya, hurry up! It's already eight-fifteen" he shouted closing the door. As Quinn looked at me, he stopped talking. "What?" he inquired raising a brow.

"Why did you sit here?" I demanded in a flat tone. It was Darya's seat!

"I..." Quinn seemed baffled and then gaped, as I continued staring at him with a blank expression. "You are kicking me out for her? What happened to bros over—"

"Are you really going to finish that sentence?" I snapped.

He compressed his lips and then opened the door, "I will not forget this" he stated and I rolled my eyes. "I will not forget it" he repeated sitting in the back seat.

Just then Darya opened the front door and sat beside me, "Let's go" she said smiling radiantly at me and I returned that smile. While Quinn sulked in the backseat, my wolf wagged his tail happily!

It was ten minutes to ten when we reached Supreme. I had not asked my friends to accompany us but had informed them where I am going. I had informed dad too and if he wasn't happy, he did not say it out loud.

Midway, Darya had got a message from Sabine, who told her that Vincent had already reached Supreme.

I thoroughly disliked Vincent before and it grew tenfold after I realized his unrequited crush on Darya. He better get over it soon! I am doing this only for Darya or else I would have told Vincent exactly where he can go.

"Where are we meeting him?"

"Granel's house" Darya had replied.

I didn't know where his house was but Darya knew and she guided us there. Two guards opened the gate that led us to Granel Hampton's Mansion.

As I brought my car to a halt, I realized that Vincent was not here. The place only had Supreme Pack Wolves.

"Darya" I heard an unfamiliar voice squeal and I turned my head to look at Darya rushing out of the car, towards Raven Hampton, Granel's mate.

"Hah! Give me that beautiful baby" Darya said extending her arms and the Luna passed her year old son to Darya, who stared at her with big, round eyes. "Rina has left?"

"Yes. Her school starts at eight."

"Oh! Raven, Quillon and his brother Quinton" Darya introduced and the Luna smiled at us as she shook our hands.

"Heard a lot of things about you guys and all good" the Luna winked as I cocked an eyebrow at Darya.

"I didn't say a word" Darya said shaking her head. I am sure she did not. It had to be Orseline Rhoades.

'Knowledgeable' Quinn said and I knew he was talking about the Luna's strength. 'She is the school principal right?' Quinn asked and I nodded.

"I heard Darya is here?" Granel asked coming out of the house with a wide grin on his face. After he reached for Darya, he hugged and planted a kiss on the top of her head, which made me clench my fists and push back my wolf.

It's all in my mind. Granel considers her as his child.

"You look good" he stated with a smile and then turned his head to look at me.

"Quillon Sanders" Granel said shaking my hand, "Welcome to Supreme" he added and I nodded. His eyes scanned me and I knew he was measuring up, to see if I was good enough for Darya or not. I met his gaze without flinching and he smirked slightly before looking at Quinn.

"And you must be Quinton" he shook Quinn's hands and I noticed the way Quinn's eyes turned dark.

Quinn's wolf just can't help it. The moment he meets someone the first thing Quinn does is try to figure out a person. Their strength and their weakness! He can do it very fast if he has a slightest physical contact. Recently he has been learning to do it without touching others, but he tells it's not that easy and needs lots of focus from him.

'What's Granel's gift?' I demanded.

'Tranquility and trust me, it is a very rare gift for an Alpha' he answered and I smirked. That was true. Alphas' usually get annoyed very soon.

"Come on in" he said and we entered the house. They offered us breakfast but we refused.

Darya, who was sitting beside me in Granel's office, explained to him about the current situation.

"So Vincent doesn't know about your plan?" he asked with a frown and Darya shook her head, with an apologetic look. "Huh? This reminds me of our first meeting. Alpha Peter too, had not told us until the last moment that he had called Twins and Sel for the meeting" Granel said with a slight smile and I narrowed my eyes.

I didn't know what meeting he was talking about at first, but then as my wolf perked up, I realized it might be something related to the other part of the story.

"You guys were growling at each other... I know, he had told me that" Darya said and my eyes flickered to her to see the distant look that she had on her face. Alpha Peter Moreland was involved. I knew it because he was killed by Konrad and after his death; the other Alphas' had attacked and cleared all the rogues from Elegance.

'You have any idea what they are talking about?' Quinn, who was seated on a couch near the window, asked and I replied with a negative.

At that precise moment, I stiffened and my wolf gave a guttural growl as Vincent Evigan's familiar scent hit my nose. He better stay in his limits...

"Is something wrong?" Darya asked me.

"Vincent is here" I said his name like it was a bad word.

"He is?" Granel asked frowning and I sighed, because my senses were ten times stronger than theirs.

"He will be here soon" I replied.

Almost a minute later, we heard Vincent's footsteps approaching Granel's office. "Granel, Abi told you wanted to—" he froze in his tracks when he spotted Darya, who turned in her seat to look at him. His eyes rounded and I clenched my fists the moment I sensed his inner joy. Sucking in a breath, he pursed his lips and looked away.

As his gaze met mine, I glared at him and so did he. I couldn't stop the angry growl that erupted from my chest and neither could he. My wolf started pacing inside me waiting for a right moment to attack and finish this prick!

"Yes, I did. Come, sit down Evigan" Granel told Vincent, pointing at a seat which was specially kept for him on the other side, far from us.

"What are they doing here?" Vincent asked with a scorn, walking to his seat. As he sat he looked at Quinn and glared at him too.

I swear I am going to kill him!

"Actually, it was I, not Granel who wanted to talk to you" Darya said hesitantly and Vincent's dark eyes flickered to her.

"Talk about what?" he demanded with a scowl and I had to admit, the guy acts well. He was trying his best to suppress his emotions.

"About Sabine... where is she?"

"Yes, where is Sabine?" Quinn asked.

Vincent's head whipped so fast to shoot daggers at Quinn, that I was surprised he did not break his neck. "Don't you dare take my sister's name from your mouth, you womanizing brat" he hissed at Quinn and growling murderously, I stood up so quickly that the chair toppled.

Beside me, Darya inhaled deeply and stared at Vincent with wide eyes.

"Repeat that" I snarled threateningly, as my wolf curled his lips. He just needed a reason to finish off Vincent!

"Sit down, Quillon!" Granel growled in his Alpha tone but it had no affect on me.

"Quillon, please sit down" Darya whispered holding my hands and her touch, soothed my wolf but he still continued to be on the edge. "We have to talk to him" she added slowly.

'Darya is right Q. We need his help' Quinn supplied and reluctantly, I sat on the couch beside Quinn, without taking my eyes off Vincent, who by the way was staring at me in disdain.

"Alright" Granel said in relief. "Back to the main issue... where is Sabine?"

"I asked her to go to her class. She won't be coming here" he said, his eyes on Quinn and I gritted my teeth.

"Oh!" Darya said sadly.

"Why did you want to meet her?" Vincent questioned.

"Sabine might have already told you about the plan to kill—"

"Cable?" Vincent finished harshly and Darya nodded. "A stupid plan, which I had said no to before! The answer remains intact. Now, if that's all you wanted to talk, I am going to leave" Vincent said and got up to do the same.

Thank-God! I thought smugly.

"Wait" Darya snapped and I frowned at her.

Vincent clenched his fists and shot her an impatient look. "Sabine is going to do this" Darya growled out and Vincent glared at her. Now he was seriously angry with her and I could sense it very easily. "She has agreed to it and she is asking your permission only out of the respect she has for you" Darya said and the corners of Vincent's mouth tightened.

"I will give you my word that nothing is going to happen to her. I was there to protect her once and this time, I am sure she will need no such protection. She will be able to do this. You are the one who is training her to fight, right?" Darya asked but Vincent did not reply her. "If you want to see how well a fighter she really is, then agree to this. If you don't... well, then I can understand that. It's because you think your training isn't good enough" Darya stated with a nonchalant shrug and I smirked slightly.

'She has him cornered' Quinn said through the link. My eyes drifted to Granel, who was also trying his best not to smile. Darya was baiting Vincent and judging by his expression, I am sure he had already taken the bait.

She was good... shrewd! She handled this without my help and without throwing any punches.

When he did not reply, Darya feigned a sigh, "Fine. It's okay. You don't trust yourself, then how can you trust Sabine?"

"I trust myself" Vincent hissed and I grinned. He fell for it!

"Doesn't seem so" Darya taunted and he growled at her.

A few seconds later, he gritted his teeth and muttered, "Fine. I agree. But I want to be there throughout the execution of your stupid plan."

Darya smiled and sighed in satisfaction.

"If anything happens to Abi, Darya you—"

"Nothing is going to happen to her" Darya broke in and pursing his lips, Vincent nodded grudgingly.

"That's good. Now call Sabine, let's talk to her" Granel suggested.

"Yes. I want to talk to her" Darya said.

"And I want to figure out her gifts" Quinn murmured lowly, but Vincent heard it because he growled in a hostile way.

"I swear on God, if I ever see your filthy paws near her, then I am going to break them all" Vincent snarled striding towards Quinn, as he raised his hand to punch my brother.

"VINCENT" Darya shouted in outrage and the whole room went silent at the sound of her powerful voice. At the same moment, I pushed Quinn behind me and stood protectively in front of him, while Vincent held his hand mere inches from my face.

My wolf snapped his jaws and my body started trembling in rage as I growled repeatedly. How dare this fucker raise his hand to hit my brother?

Vincent froze and then his eyes widened in disbelief as if he just realized what he was about to do. Behind me, Quinn prepared to lunge at him and Granel, who had moved fast, held him back. Darya covered her mouth with her hands and stared at Quinn, whose claws and fangs were out, as he tried to fight Granel's hold.

I knew Vincent's behavior had ticked Quinn's nerves too.

Two of Supreme Pack wolves had pulled Vincent away from Quinn and another four were standing guarded.

Vincent blinked repeatedly and then turned to look at Darya, who was also still staring at Quinn in disbelief. What the hell was wrong with that prick? Quinn had every right to be mad at him!

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and then muttered, "I am leaving." No one stopped Vincent while he left.

Meanwhile, Darya had moved towards me and was now repeatedly asking me to calm myself as well as Quinn down. My wolf retreated once I came to know Vincent was far out of my reach. Quinn had taken back his claws and fangs, but he was still growling.

"Quinn... cool it! He is gone." I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders, while I stared at his dark eyes.

"I want to kill him" Quinn ground out harshly as I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him close.

"Not worth it. Not worth it at all" I growled near Quinn's ears and he nodded grudgingly. As he pulled away, I noticed that his eyes were back to soft brown.

"That went well" Granel said after few minutes. "You were great" he told Darya and she smiled softly.

Her grey eyes met mine and they stared at me, "You okay?" she asked and I nodded.

We stayed until Darya was finally able to let go of Granel's son and hand him back to the Luna. Even then, she continued cooing. The Luna said something that made Darya blush deep and when I tuned in to hear, the Luna was just laughing at her reaction.

"Alright! We will leave. I will call Sabine after her classes are over" she told Granel and he nodded.

Granel walked towards me and once again shook my hand, "Take care of her" was all he said.

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Once we were out of Granel's mansion, Darya turned in her seat to face Quinn, who was surprisingly quiet and staring outside the window with a frown on his face. I knew Vincent's strange behavior had pissed him off. Quinn usually doesn't get angry and when he does, he has a fairly good reason to be so.

She then looked at me and I shook my head telling her to let him be. Unfortunately, the doll face did not understand it because she started talking to Quinn.

"So, what is Vincent's gift?" she demanded and even I turned my head to look at her, along with Quinn.

"Vincent is gifted?" Quinn asked startled and believe me that is what I wanted to ask.

"I don't know... You are the one who is able to figure out gifts, so I thought you might know" she said with a shrug.

"Sometimes I need skin contact to understand the gifts" Quinn murmured.

"Oh! After seeing that temper of Vincent's, I really thought he was gifted" Darya mumbled while facing front again.

"If he is gifted, then that temper of his is surely his weakness" Quinn grumbled and I smiled. "Fucker" Quinn spat after sometime and Darya raised her eyebrows. "Why was he shouting at me? What the fuck did I ever do to him? I never even trespassed to his territory before" Quinn growled and I shook my head, letting him vent it all out. "Son of a bitch! I swear if I see him again, I am going to chop his filthy paws" Quinn hissed.

"Quinn... umm, I think he is mad about what you said the last time you met him" Darya reminded running a hand through her hair.

"What did I say that was so bad?" Quinn snapped.

"You... uh, you said you are going to shove a football deep into Vincent's ass." I burst out laughing as I remembered that and so did Darya.

"I did?" Quinn asked surprised and then after a few seconds, when he recalled his own words, he raised his shoulders with a proud smirk on his face. "Good! I might have to do it for real the next time I meet that fucker" Quinn said leaning back in his seat, calm again.

My eyes met Darya's who smiled brightly at me which had my wolf roll on his back.

As I was driving, I began thinking about Darya's plan to kill Cable. Somehow it did not appeal to me. Sure, I wanted him dead for everything that he has done, but I want him to suffer too. I wanted him to see death coming to him. I wanted him to struggle.

Torture!

That's what I want him to go through. Darya will not torture him and neither will I. I knew who is able to torture him. I knew who would love to see him fight and beg for his life. Which is why, I opened the mind-link and connected with Nevin, asking him to find something for me.

If I wanted my plan to be successful, then one— Darya should not come to know about it and two— I needed help of a certain people.

However, before all this.... I needed to see if Darya's friend is really up for the task!

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DARYA P.O.V

"So, are you absolutely sure about this?" Sel asked Sabine, who was sitting next to me on the couch of their house.

"I am" Sabine replied with a confident nod and Sel looked at her with narrowed eyes. Sabine, who was still in her school uniform flushed awkwardly.

'You are making her uncomfortable' I told Sel through the link.

'If I am making her uncomfortable, then how will Cable make her feel?' Sel asked cocking one perfect dark brow.

Cortez had hired a human detective to follow Cable after he was spotted in Moreland Pack, day before yesterday. Now, the mutt is staying at a luxury hotel in Regal Pack. The detective has been keeping a close eye on him for two days and has informed us that every night Cable goes clubbing.

I had to plan something quick and if everything goes according, then Cable will be dead by tomorrow night.

'Trust me. She can do this' I assured and immediately my wolf perked up as I sensed Quillon closer. Sabine had come to the farm and together, we had come here so that Quillon could meet Sabine. Apparently, Quillon as well as others very much doubted Sabine's capacity. She might seem meek, but she is nothing like that.

'I need more proof' Sel told through the link, still watching Sabine.

'What's that supposed to mean?' I asked knitting my brows in bewilderment.

'Get up and walk out of the room with me, leaving Sabine all alone' Sel said and I frowned. 'Just do as I say' Sel added and reluctantly, I stood up.

"Darya? Where are you going?" Abi queried.

"We are going out. I want to make sure you can do what we want you to do" Sel told Sabine and she blinked in puzzlement. "Joshua is going to come here and he is pretty unflinching. You have to ten minutes to charm him" Sel added. Sabine gulped and looked at me with troubled expression that seriously made me consider my plan.

But then I shook my head and muttered, "You can do this" to her.

"Where will you be?"

"Far from here" Sel replied smiling brightly, holding my arms and dragging me out as Joshua, a pack wolf, stood near the door and nodded at both of us. Tall and bulky, Joshua probably had nothing to do with female species so far.

'Where are we going?' I questioned Sel.

'Shhhh!' was her only reply.

Sel dragged me all the way to my house and there, I was surprised to see Duncan, Granel, one of Sabine's guards, Quillon, Clay and my guards in the living room. Their eyes focused on T.V screen that was.... Displaying what was happening in the living room of Duncan's house.

Oh! So he has teamed up with Sel and Duncan, without my knowledge and now, they are all testing her. I prayed Sabine would do well!

Damn! If Quillon thinks Sabine is not fit for this... then my plan, without doubt, is not going to be implemented.

In the screen, I watched Sabine, who was sitting on the couch and staring at entwined fingers on her lap. She looked nervous and it made me nervous.

Joshua was standing near the door and staring out. He was not even looking at Sabine.

"Come on Abi" I whispered as four minutes already passed with both of them doing nothing.

Another minute passed and then, Sabine sat up straight which made me blink in surprise. She blew out air from her mouth and then closed her eyes. Joshua's head whipped to look at her and when he noticed she was fine, he went back to staring out.

After taking in a very long breath, Sabine stood up and faced Joshua. As she kept gazing at him, her skin started glowing and I smiled, while others stared with wide eyes.

Seconds later, Joshua's head turned to look at her and this time when he looked; he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Aha! Loooook at that" I squealed pointing at the screen and then clapped my hands in excitement.

Sabine raised her chin and then with her hand, she motioned for him to come-closer. "See... this is why I call her man-magnet" I pointed out as Joshua walked towards her.

"On your knees" Sabine ordered and Joshua stopped in his tracks and knelt down on the ground. "Call your Luna... now" she stated.

"Oooh" Nick and I said together as Sel smirked.

Joshua did call Sel through the pack link. Everyone could hear it.

"Wow" Nick muttered impressed and I had to agree... wow!

"Called" Joshua said. "Anything else, my beauty" Joshua asked and my eyes almost popped out. I swear Joshua has never called anyone that.

"You may leave" Sabine dismissed him and slowly, the golden glow receded. Joshua, who had stood up blinked repeatedly when the spell was broken. He looked at Sabine and looked around, wondering how he came to the middle of the room.

I was sure, he does not even remember what he did.

"What... what exactly is her gift though?" Shane, my guard asked. Only Quinn could find out that and Quillon asked him not to come here because he suspected Vincent would be here. Fortunately, Vincent wasn't here. Sabine had come with Granel and her guard.

"Is it like Konrad?" Duncan muttered.

"No. Konrad takes complete control of other wolves' mind. She didn't do anything like that. She just captivated him with her beauty. It's almost similar to temptress!" Quillon answered and I looked at the screen in fascination.

Temptress?

That did not quite fit in with Sabine. She did not seem like one. Agreed, she can lure men but she is no temptress.

"Umm... I think it's time for us to go" I said already making my way out of the door when Sabine kept looking away from Joshua's suspicious gaze.

"Did I do well?" Sabine asked once I entered the room after dismissing a dazed Joshua. I think he did not even realize what happened to him.

"You were great" I told her jumping and she smiled happily. "You can totally rock this" I said and she gave me a high-five.

"So, what do you think?" I asked turning to face my mate, who was standing near the door with his arms crossed across his chest.

He stared at Sabine for a second or two before saying, "She's in." Quillon had that look in his face that said he admired her abilities.

Sabine smiled and lowered her head while my wolf sighed inside me.

"You were really good" Sel told her and Sabine flushed beet red.

"Great. So, I suppose you guys know what you have to do" Granel told and I nodded.

"Tyson will do all the necessary arrangements. Be ready by tomorrow morning" Duncan told us. "Also, be careful" he added staring at Quillon, who bobbed his head.

"Sure" Sabine whispered and then stared at me, "I have to leave now"

"Now? I have to talk to you about the plan"

"Call me"

"But why do you have to leave now?"

"Mama wants me to learn cooking and every evening at six she teaches me something" Sabine shrugged.

"You are learning to cook?"

"Yes. She wants me to be prepared for everything when I meet my mate" Sabine said rolling her eyes and I blinked. "You are so lucky you got a mate who knows how to cook. I hope mine knows cooking too" she said with a chuckle.

"Lucky?" I said unsurely and looked at Quillon, who was already walking out with Clay.

"Yes. Alpha is so sweet, he cooks for you. Usually, it's the other way around" Sabine murmured and then after saying goodbye to Sel, she went and sat in Granel's car.

I bit my bottom lip and kept thinking what she said.

"Darya?" Sel called and I looked at her. "You look lost" she stated.

"Why do you cook daily even when you are terrible at it?" I demanded because I wanted the answer for that.

"Oh! Wow! Thanks" Sel said and I shot her a guilty look. "I cook on the hope that one day I will improve and Duncan will like it. It's a basic homely thing and I like doing it for my family" she said with a smile and I smiled back.

Family?

I am family! That's what Quillon had told me. If Quillon cooks for me, then I must do the same... occasionally.

I think it's time I learned cooking.

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With that agenda set in mind, I entered the kitchen at sharp seven with cell phone in my hand. I had been inside Google for the past two hours and I found several good recipes. Today, I am just going to try chicken soup which was the easiest one of them.

I looked at the ingredients required to make it and was surprised to see that they were available. Okay, first I need to peel and dice the onion. God! Why can't I see the onion in the picture? Is it really required?

I will keep it for later; I will dice the carrots first. With great difficulty, I peeled one side of the long carrot.

"Darya?" My head whipped to find Quinn standing near the door. As I saw him, I recalled his small display of temper yesterday. God! I always thought Quinn was cool and collected but he completely lost it yesterday. Agreed, Vincent behaved like an ass but Quinn spooked me. I should not have been very surprised about that temper considering he is Scott's son and Quillon's brother, but I still was.

"What are you doing?" he asked suspiciously, his eyes fixed on the carrot I was holding.

"I am making chicken soup" I answered happily.

"Sounds dangerous" Quinn quipped.

"Hey" I rebuked with a scowl.

"Are you alright?" Quinn asked after some time.

"Healthy as a horse"

"So, you are cooking?"

"Hmm" Dammit! Is peeling really necessary? "It seemed so easy here, but it is actually so very difficult" I sighed and began peeling the other side.

He shook his head and cleared his throat. "You need help?"

"Can you dice the onions?"

He was done within a minute and at the end of it, I was still peeling that very same carrot. "Do you want me to peel?" he asked and hesitantly, I handed it to him. He was done sooner than I could imagine.

He said he would sear the chicken and in the meantime, I diced the carrots. I knew I was too slow because of Quinn's repeated glance. While it was done, I passed it to him and he cooked the vegetables and added the broth.

"We need salt" he told me and pinched some from the salt shaker. "Uh... Darya, that is not enough" he remarked.

"Here it's written 'add a pinch of salt'" I said pointing at my cell-phone screen.

"Not everything written there is absolutely correct" he retorted and I nodded in understanding. He then told me to cook noodles and I did it following the instructions. But since Quinn said we required more salt, I added a little more than told.

Later, Quinn told me to drain and add the noodles to the soup that he was making.

"Just wait for it to boil completely and then turn off the heat, okay?" he said as his phone started ringing and I nodded.

As I kept waiting, I read the last line which said to add salt and pepper for taste. God! How many times do you have to add salt?

Since it wasn't mentioned exactly how much, I kept sprinkling until I thought it was enough. I gasped out loud when I saw that Quinn had not used the garlic cloves as told. So, I plopped three cloves to the soup.

Perfect!

While the bubbles appeared, I took the pot off the heat and picked out bowls to serve them.

Quillon entered the kitchen while I was serving the last bowl. "Why are you serving?"

"I am serving because I made the soup" I said smiling brightly.

Quillon turned into a sculpture right in front of my eyes and I furrowed my brows. "You made the soup?!" His voice was a whisper. It was like he was trying to digest what I just said. "The world is getting dark" Quillon whispered and I shot him a questioning look.

Okay, I am cooking for the first time is indeed news and instead of being surprised, Quillon looked alarmed. I just cooked for him and he is staring at me like I came from another planet.

"It's chicken soup. I saw the recipe from the net and made it" I said grimly.

"Chicken soup" he repeated and then his eyes flickered to the bowl. He stared at it for a long time and then gulped audibly. When he raised his lashes to look at me, he had a pained expression in his face.

"Quinn helped me" I remarked as an assurance because Quillon knows Quinn cooks well.

"Yes, I did" Quinn said entering the room and walking past Quillon, he sat on his stool. "I did most of the job, she just cooked the noodles" he said and I gasped out loud.

"It was my idea and I collected the ingredients" I protested sitting on my own stool.

"Water. I need ice-cold water" Quillon muttered as I argued with Quinn.

Quinn and I collected a spoonful of soup at the same time. While I slowly blew air to cool it down, Quinn took a mouthful. Immediately, his eyes almost popped out of its sockets and his face turned pink as he refused to swallow the soup.

"I knew it would be hot" I told him and then watched as Quinn—with pinched lips— let his eyes flicker to Quillon, who with his back to us, was staring at the open fridge. He was taking an awful lot of time to get cold water.

Blowing air rather slightly, I drank the soup and the very next moment spat it out all over the table. Quinn followed after me. As I kept coughing, Quillon passed me a glass of ice-cold water and I emptied it in one go.

"What did you do after I left?" Quinn asked after drinking his water.

"I..." I couldn't even reply because I was coughing repeatedly. It tasted of salt and garlic and gross! I can't believe I made that. Sel cooks better than this!

Quillon rubbed my back repeatedly and growled at Quinn. "And you wanted me to swallow that horrible soup?" Quinn snapped at Quillon.

"Seriously, Darya what did you do?" Quinn demanded. "Add a bucket of salt and garlic?"

"Barely a spoonful" I whispered in defense.

"Barely a... spoonful?" Quinn repeated and then throwing his head back he laughed out loud. I was too embarrassed to even look at Quillon in the face. "I already added it" Quinn said and then drank another glass of water.

"No, you did not add garlic. It was still—" I protested.

"I put garlic paste" Quinn incised with a grimace and I gasped. Oh! I forgot there is such a thing. "I need phenyl to clean my mouth" he muttered going out and I pouted, hurt as my wolf whined.

Through the corner of my eyes I saw Quillon, who was standing beside me and pouring another glass of water. When he gave it to me, I pushed it away and ran upstairs to our room. Once inside, I closed the door shut and leaned against it.

I made a total ass of myself today and it is one such moment that I wish can be erased from my memory.

God! What was I even thinking? Why did I have this sudden urge to cook?

To return the favor, my wolf reminded sadly and I groaned. I had wanted to cook for Quillon. Wanted to please him! Look, how well that went, I sneered and my wolf flinched.

Please him! Why this astonishing need to please him?

No. Forget that! I already know why.

Dammit! I am going up against my own decision of having my feelings for Quillon thrown to the back of my head. I just want to ignore it but it is being difficult every passing moment. The fact that my wolf is deliriously happy about this is not helpful either.

Whenever he is around, I cannot stop the way my heart soars in my chest or the smile that appears on my face. He has a long list of pros and cons. Despite of that, I am happy when I am with Quillon and I think that's why I love him.

Even though I try denying it, I know that I am desperately craving for his love too. My wolf agreed with me and sat like a sphinx. That's why without me even realizing I had tried cooking to please him.

Urgh! I hope I don't start singing in the shower.

Sitting, with my back against the door, I brought my knees close to my chest. Holding my head in my hands, I grimaced as I recalled Quinn's laughter at my stupidity. I did not know what expression Quillon had in his face and I do not even want to know. He did not drink that soup either and I don't know if I should be glad or mad about it.

As I remembered that soup, I got this salty and dirty feeling inside my mouth and immediately went to wash my mouth. The awful taste lingered and to get rid of it, I pulled out the large chocolate bar from my bag. I always keep Kit-Kat in my bag and I was grateful, I still had one.

While I was getting rid of the wrapper, I heard footsteps approaching. In a blur of motion, I moved around the room. First— to unlock the door, and second— to get on the bed and cover myself completely with the sheets.

As Quillon walked in, I curled my body to make myself look smaller. I just hope he ignores me and watches T.V. At the same time, I took a bite of my chocolate and closed my eyes savoring the wonderful taste.

"Is it warm inside that tent of yours?" Quillon quipped.

"Go away" I said in a muffled voice.

"This is my room" he stated and I scowled under the covers.

"Then I will go away" I said sitting up.

"No" Quillon growled and pushed me back on the bed. Groaning, I turned so that my back was to him.

While I was taking another bite of my chocolate, Quillon said in a low voice, "The first meal I made was horrible too."

A soft laugh escaped from my throat and biting my lip, I closed my eyes. He was trying to make me feel better. I knew it!

"My parents ate it without complaining" he said and I opened my eyes to look at him. He had a small smile and a faraway look in his face. Okay... He might not be lying.

"Really?"

Quillon looked at me and nodded. "Though it was not as bad as yours" he added and I glared at him. So much for thinking he was trying to make me feel better...

But then, I furrowed my brows as something hit me. "You drank the soup?"

"No" Quillon was quick to reply, "After the way you guys puked it out... no way" he added and I pinched my lips as hot, mortified colors flamed my cheek.

I also took his refusal to eat what I prepared as a personal challenge. Now, I am going to learn cooking and show Quillon Sanders that I too can cook. My wolf raised her head high and growled in agreement.

"Whatever" I dismissed.

"Why did you cook though?" he demanded.

"Just felt like cooking" I replied with a careless shrug without looking at his eyes.

Quillon was searching for my face, trying to find the actual reason but I would prefer to cut my tongue off than give him that satisfaction.

To distract him, I broke the chocolate bar and gave the smaller piece to him while I plopped the bigger one to my mouth. He stared at the chocolate piece and then raised his canopy of dark lashes to reveal equally dark irises. When he was about to take it, I pulled my hand back and sighed dramatically, "I know, too big right?" I then broke that small piece into another half, while Quillon stared at me unbelievingly.

One went inside my mouth, while I extended the other to him. When Quillon saw my grinning face, he lunged at me and I laughed out loud as I fell back on the soft mattress, with him atop me.

Quillon took that opportunity to delve between my parted lips with his tongue and sparks tingled throughout my body sending my nerves into overdrive. As his demanding mouth hardened on mine I felt heat flaming in my pelvis. My legs parted on their own accord to let him settle between my thighs.

I was new to all of this, but with Quillon it all seemed natural. As I heard sounds of my clothes tearing, my blood started pounding in my veins. I tightened my hold on Quillon's shirt as his mouth started trailing kisses on my neck.

When he bit the mark on my neck, I ripped his shirt and moaned out loud.

As Quillon raised his head, I noticed that his eyes were lustrous black diamonds and I knew mine was burning crimson too.

My heart raced in my chest and as I felt his arousal against my stomach.

I did not know what the hell we were doing, but all I knew was that I loved what it made me feel. What Quillon made me feel for him!

All I ever wanted at that moment was for him to return those feelings.

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