Falling For My Cruel Mate novel Chapter 55

"Okay." Samuel says before making note of it and passing the paper along to me. I sign the bottom of it quickly and hand it back to Sam.

"That's all for today." I stand up from my chair and immediately loosen the tie around my neck as I make my way out of the conference room.

I exit the pack house with the thought of my mate still on my mind. Her lips. The way she tasted. I could feel myself get excited at just the mere thought of kissing her again.

But I'm not sure at all about how she felt. She's been avoiding me. I'm pretty sure she's been spending her nights in Cipher's room and over planning her days so that shes always too busy.

I throw my tie onto my perfectly made bed and remove my jacket. I roll up the sleeves of my pressed white dress shirt, feeling agitated and stressed. Alexander required that we dress like this for every meeting, no matter how large or small it is. It's quite an annoyance actually.

My level of stress only increases when I think of the potential danger my mate is in. How dare that fool even think of harming something of mine? It's as if he had a death wish. He and I both know that his father deserved to die. He was sick and cruel. I shake the thoughts from my head before they begin to grow dark and disturbing.

I head downstairs to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of whiskey. It was only noon time and I'm already having a drink. I couldn't help it. All I could think about was her. How did I get to be like this? So enthralled by her...

The closing of the door awoke me from my thoughts and grabbed my attention. The smell of vanilla and coconuts made me set my glass of whiskey down quickly and head over to the door.

There she was heading up the stairs, casually as if I might not even be home.

"Octavia." I call her name.

A small shriek escapes her mouth before she spins around horrified, nearly causing her to fall down the stairs. I hold back a smile and a laugh that threatened to surface. The shock and surprise that fell on her face was adorable.

"I-I'm so- I didn't think you would be here." She stumbles over her words as her hands rake through her hair nervously.

"How long are you going to continue to avoid me?" I ask, ignoring her previous statement.

"What?" She acts surprised, placing her delicate hand over her heart and raising her brows. "I'm definitely not avoiding you."

A smirk dawns upon my lips. She looked as beautiful as always. Her chocolate brown hair fell loosely around her shoulder in waves. Her full lips were painted in some sort of gloss, making them appear even more... delicious. The way the sun poured into the room made her green eyes sparkle as if they were an emerald.