Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved novel Chapter 313

Skylar's POV:

When a waiter served the food on the table, I smiled at Thomas hospitably and pushed the plates of delicious food in front of him.

"Thomas, no need to be so formal, okay? You just saved my life."

As I spoke, I tried my best to smile as naturally as I could while casually pulling my sleeve down to cover the mark on my wrist.

Truth be told, I was extremely nervous to be in the presence of another vampire.

What if Thomas found out my identity? I was just thankful that I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt today.I sighed internally.

If I had worn something else, I would've been doomed.I wanted as much as possible to dissociate myself from vampires.

My intuition told me that Thomas was a good guy.He was willing to help me after all, even going so far as to save me from those bullies.

But all the same, he was still a vampire.

Vampires and werewolves were always at odds since time immemorial.I didn't even want to think about what would happen if he found out my identity.

What if he recognized the hexagram mark on my wrist? Would he force me to come back to the vampires’ territory? Despite my worries, there was also a trace of hope that sparked within my heart.I almost wanted him to see the hexagram mark.

Maybe he knew about my origin.

Growing up an orphan, I had never known who my parents were.I wanted to know who I was and why my parents abandoned me.But I just wanted to know these things to fill up the void in my heart.I wanted nothing to do with vampires, let alone a noble clan.I had Jerome.

He was more than enough for me.

As fear and hope battled within me, I spent most of dinner silent and absent-minded.

"Please excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom,"

Thomas suddenly said, snapping me back to my reality.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, okay.Sure."

As soon as Thomas was out of earshot, Jerome and I looked at each other.

"Skylar, I know that Thomas is a vampire, but the mark on his wrist is different from yours," Jerome said in a low voice.

"His is lightning.You two probably come from different clans.But I don't understand why Thomas approached you.Honey, I suspect that he might have ulterior motives."

I gnawed on my lower lip, at a loss.

"I don't know what he wants, but when I was dealing with the robbers earlier, he saw me using my special power.So he probably thinks I'm a vampire."

"What?!"

Jerome practically jumped to his feet in shock.I quickly pulled him back to his seat and took his hand to calm him down.

"Don't worry, Jerome.A vampire's sense of smell isn't as sensitive as a werewolf's.He won't be able to pick up on my scent.Even if he knows that I carry a vampire bloodline, he won't know that I'm a werewolf-vampire hybrid."

"Oh, okay."

Jerome sighed heavily.

"But you still need to be careful, honey.Vampires are extremely cunning creatures." I nodded.

Just then, Thomas came back from the bathroom.

Jerome and I lowered our heads and continued to eat, pretending as though nothing had happened.

On the surface, the atmosphere over dinner seemed light and merry.

Jerome and Thomas talked and laughed like old friends.

I, on the other hand, felt stiff and nervous, not daring to relax.

Finally, when dinner was over, I felt relieved.I grabbed Jerome's hand and stood up, itching to go home.I didn't want to stay here a second longer.

To my surprise, Thomas asked, "Where do you guys live? I drove here.Let me drive you home as a thank you for dinner."

I shook my head vehemently.

"Thanks for the offer, but we don't want to inconvenience you."

"We live really near,"

Jerome added, echoing my sentiments.

"It doesn't matter.I have nothing else to do anyway.Let me drive you back!"

Thomas insisted with a big smile.

Jerome and I exchanged wary glances.