The Transfer novel Chapter 18

I sat at the table and ate my sandwich. I picked at the watermelon cubes in the middle of the table and eagerly drank the orange juice in my glass. I was starving.

Jenny giggled from next to me as she ate some fruit. She was signing forms for something that I assumed was important. But she kept looking up at me. She was distracted.

"You know, I can't believe that you ran away from him yesterday. It was kind of hilarious," Jenny told me, finally breaking the ice by referencing about the day before with Liam. I stilled and looked up at her.

Hilarious? It wasn't hilarious! I ran away because I was petrified! I still was. I was so scared that it kind of made my mind hurt. I knew I shouldn't be scared of Liam, but I couldn't help it. Most of the men in my life were assholes and I felt like I had a right to be cautious.

"Well he scared me so I ran," I said through of mouthful of sandwich. Jenny smiled and shook her head at me.

"I wouldn't worry about him, sweetheart. He's a good male. A good wolf. I promise you," Jenny told me. I nodded but I still wasn't sure. She knew him better than I did.

I had every right to be suspicious of him.

There was a knock on the front door. I sighed as I felt my hair stand up on my neck. It was Liam. How convenient.

Jenny got up and went to the door. I scoffed down my food so fast that I almost choked. I heard their voices from the front door. Liam's voice was so soothing and deep. It made my everything melt.

When Jenny returned to the room, she smiled knowingly at me. I looked away from her. I didn't want to talk to Liam at all. I wasn't ready.

"Lover boy is at the door for you," Jenny said teasingly. I narrowed my eyes at her. I knew he could hear us. She did too.

"Jenny! I don't want to talk to him," I hissed lowly. I hoped he didn't hear that.

It wasn't that I didn't want to talk to Liam. It was the whole mate thing that I didn't want to talk about. I didn't want to face the situation now or ever.

"Aw, too bad. Go now or I'll just let him come in here," Jenny demanded. I sighed and rolled my eyes at her. I got up from my chair and trotted to the front door. I wasn't happy about this.

The closer I got to Liam, the better I felt. He smelt magnificent, and his warmth seemed to wrap around me despite the fact that we weren't even touching. The pull simmered and heated up.

My wolf grew giddy. She purred and wanted me to pull him inside and take him to my bedroom. I didn't want him anywhere near me. Not right now.

I got to the door and lifted my gaze from the floor. Liam and I met eyes, and I couldn't help but melt into them. They were such an intense deep brown that they almost blended with his pupils. They were wonderful.

I grabbed the door and stood against it as I looked at him. He cleared his throat, looking me up and down.

"Hey," he said simply. I bit my lip nervously. The pull simmered some more. I already resented it.

My beast scolded me for thinking so negatively of our mate and the pull. She didn't like that we weren't giving ourself to him right this very second.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" He asked me softly. My beast whined. I shook my head at him.

"Not really. It's kind of cold outside," I mumbled back. It was the first set of words I had ever said to him. I regretted not saying hello.

Liam rumbled and hung his head. I felt bad for him. I was being difficult. I couldn't help it. I was scared of him. I was scared of what we were supposed to be. It was unfair.

I wasn't ready at all for this.

"I'm sorry about yesterday... getting angry at you and yelling," Liam apologised quickly. His words were sudden and they shocked me. Liam didn't look like the type to apologise to people.

"He was just confused and angry. He thought that maybe... you didn't want him or something. Like you were disappointed that we are your mate," Liam added, scratching the back of his head. I felt even worse.

Of course he felt like that. I understood. I hated that he felt like that. It wasn't that I didn't want him. I just wasn't ready.

I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. I didn't know what to say. I knew that I didn't really want to be speaking to him. I really wasn't ready. I had no idea what to do or say.

"I'm sorry, I c—can't do this," I stuttered as I quickly shut the door. I locked it and pressed my forehead against the surface. I heard a sigh from outside.

"What the hell?" Liam muttered to himself. I shut my eyes and held back a loud groan. I had no idea what I was doing.

Liam knocked on the door again. I didn't open it. He knocked again. I still didn't open it.

"Please open the door. I just want to talk," Liam said from outside. He knew I was still there. I winced and choked back a sob. Tears formed in my eyes and spilled down my cheeks.

"Please?" Liam tried again. I stood up straight and backed away from the door. I turned around and rushed down to my bedroom. I shut the door behind me and collapsed onto my bed in tears.

I hated myself. I had no idea why I couldn't just tell him that I was scared. I had no idea how to act. The last man that had interest in me was my father's Beta. He scarred me for life. Not just physically, but mentally too.

I had scars from that night. He'd clawed my thigh, and it left with a disgusting red scar. He also tore open my belly. I would have bled to death if my brother hadn't found me.

I couldn't trust men. It was different with Kade and Ezra. They had mates. They were devoted to only one woman. My father's Beta didn't have a mate. She was murdered years ago trying to protect me from being killed by rogues.

My belly growled painfully as I thought about it. I cried more and clutched my pillow hard. It all hurt to think about. I didn't want to face any of it. It hurt too bad.

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