Notice Me

by Lili Lam

Tristan's POV

  Sitting on Lise's sofa next to Luke, I know for a fact that we’re both fuming mad. I'm sure if were possible, steam would be coming out both of our ears. That's how pissed off we are. Out of all the people in the entire world, our mates have to be friends, best friends...with our sworn enemy? What type of crap luck is that?

  Who the hell is he trying to fool? I know who the 'real' Troy is and I was going try my damn hardest to keep his ass away from our mates. Luke and Troy's Beta Andre have just about as much hate for each other as Troy and I do. What can I say? Guess we have a competitive streak in all of us.

  The only damn reason why they won the championship game was because they were losing and figured the only way they would win was to play dirty. All the guys on their teams began bumping or tripping our players roughly. Any spectator would have thought we were playing a game of hockey with all of the violence.

  They managed to injure three of our guys, one ending up with a broken arm. So, yea I guess you can see why I hate him so bad. As the captain of a team you lead by example, something which he obviously wasn't used to doing. Nor was he stopping his teammates from doing what they thought was ok.

  So no, I have no respect for the guy sitting across from me, none what-so-ever. When I smelled him back at the lounge I turned around ready give him a dirty look, instead I found our mates embracing him lovingly. Luke and I completely forgot about the girl's sodas, instead we wanted to tear him to shreds for stepping within spitting distance of Lise and Anya.

  All I recall is losing my temper after the jerk off had the nerve to shove me. When we were through fighting I turned around to grab Lise's hand and suggest we go somewhere else, but they were gone. I can't even explain the panic and turmoil my wolf went through at the loss of his mate. All that kept plaguing my mind was 'what if she's hurt'?

  Luke was the one that had his mind right, he asked Ryan if he saw where the girls went. Ryan notified us that Bishop took them home. That's how we ended up practically breaking Lise's front door off it's hinges. We needed to see the girls to assure their safety. Even with that green glob all over her face, she looked radiant. Her no nonsense attitude told me she was pissed at me for what I allowed to happen.

  "So..." Andre's voice broke my thought process. "Any idea where you're going with the girls for your birthday next weekend." The tone in his voice was sarcastic like he was trying to rub things in. He better not be talking about our girls, I thought as I glanced over at Luke who seemed to perk up at the same thought.

  "Nah, not yet. They wanted to surprise me." Troy answered like he was bored. "Maybe they'll come over my place."

  I couldn't help the growl I allowed to escape my lips, "Like hell they'll be stepping within ten feet of your place."

  "Listen Tristan." Troy said sitting up straight with his elbows resting on his knees. "I know we hate one another, but for the sake of the girls I'm going to be a bigger man and let bygones be bygones. I'm not willing to lose these girls over the likes of you."

  "One thing I learned about them is that they're protective of the ones they care about. Keep hating me and you're going to push her away, I can guarantee it." He warned in all seriousness. Would she really choose him over me? I mean yea we just got together and all, but could she not feel the connection between us?

  "Ok..." Anya and Lise said appearing in the entrance of the living room. They were fully dressed having changed into jeans and tank tops. All remnants of the green mask gone. "We've come up with a solution to your feud." Oh god, do I really want to know what their grand idea consisted of? We're not going to hug and make up if that's what she thinks.

  'What the heck is she talking about?' Luke mind linked me.

  'I dunno, guess we're about to find out soon enough.' I answered with a shrug.

  "C'mon we're going over to the field." Lise chimed in tilting her head towards the door. "You four are going to play a good old game of soccer and you will play fair this time or else." She threatened looking at the four of us. Have these two lost their minds? It's ten thirty at night and she wants us to go to the field to play a damn game of soccer?

  "Well..." Lise said with a pointed look. "Get up and get moving! Let's go, we haven't got all night now and winner owes us two new pints of rocky road." She said grabbing two pints of melted something that I assumed was rocky road off the coffee table.

  I stood and followed her into the kitchen where she was pouring it down the sink with a sad expression on her face. "Sorry I wasted you, such yummy goodness." She mumbled under her breath.

  Hearing this brought an instant smile to my face, as I shook my head. She's just too damn cute, who else would talk to a pint of melted ice cream? Walking up behind her, I wrapped my arms around her small waist pushing her against the sink. I wanted to kiss away the disappointment in her eyes.

  She startled a bit, as though she didn't hear me approaching. "You scared me." She gasped quietly as I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck. Mm pineapples.

  "Sorry." I responded, my voice was low and full of want. Allowing my lips to make contact with her skin, I began trailing warm kisses from below her ear slowly working my way down to my mark.

  Her breathing hitched and she leaned back into me, tilting her head a little to the right to allow me better access. I allowed my hands to move her tank up slowly just to expose enough so I could run my fingertips over her creamy soft skin. When I reached my mark I kissed it slowly rolling my tongue over it, which caused a slight moan to escape. Her hands gripped the top of my arms, which were wrapped around her waist.

  All it took for me to lose it was when she breathed my name out, "Tristan." I absolutely love hearing my name rolling off her tongue, makes me think of things I really shouldn't be thinking about right now. She's still too young and inexperienced for those types of thoughts.

  Taking control I turned her around in my arms to face me. Her cheeks were flushed and she gazed up at me with half lidded eyes. My lips came crashing down to hers, wanting to show her just how much she means to me. Her taste filled me as soon as our lips collided, but that wasn't enough...I wanted more.

  Grabbing a hold of each side of her waist, I hoisted her onto the kitchen counter so that she was eye level and I was standing between her legs. Upon doing so she shrieked in surprise at my aggressiveness. She seemed embarrassed, but I pulled her closer by the bottom her thighs and placed a peck on the tip of her nose causing her to grin.

  Running my fingertips over her rosy red cheeks, I stared straight into her hazel eyes. "You're so beautiful, do you know that?" My voice was so husky; I didn't even recognize it as my own.

  She shook her head innocently, "No I'm not. I'm just..." As she tried to finish this sentence, I placed my index finger to her lips silencing her.

  Is she serious or is she kidding me? How can she not realize just how gorgeous she is? How could I not notice her beauty sooner, am I blind or just oblivious? "You're beautiful outside..." I began as I slowly placed my hand over her heart, which was beating rapidly against her chest. At the he exact same pace mine is. "And inside, I don't ever want to hear otherwise."

  Before she could retaliate with an answer, I closed the distance capturing her soft plump lips in my own. Lise instantly wrapped her arms loosely around my shoulders, her fingers massaging at the back of my neck. Running the pad of my thumbs over her exposed sides from where I lifted up her shirt, I made my way around to her lower back.

  This must have felt good to her sending tingles up her body, because she parted her lips and I took full advantage of it. Our tongues danced to our own rhythm, I'll never get tired of kissing her. She's my personal kryptonite, the only thing in this world that will be able to weaken me.

  "For crying out loud." Anya's voice interrupted our heated session. "THIS…is what you guys have been doing for the past fifteen minutes." She cried in outrage throwing her hands up in the air. "C'mon already time's a wasting! It'll be eleven by the time we get to the field." She nagged with her hands on her
hips.

  Lise had the most adorable sheepish look in her eyes, probably feeling guilty for getting caught out by her best friend. I just smirked at Anya. I'm sure she and Luke would be doing the same thing.

  "We'll be there in a minute." I assured Anya, basically asking her to leave and give us some more time alone.

  I held Lise's face in the palms of my hands and bent my knees slightly so that I could stare straight into her eyes. I need to tell her this, I need her to know. She stared at me in wonderment, almost like she knew I needed to disclose some information to her. So she stayed silent.

  "As you know I don't like Troy and I won't stand for other guys disrespecting me and touching my mate." I declared in an authoritative tone. "For you, I'll try because I know he's your friend, but let it be known I'm crazy jealous. So please don't hurt me." My voice barely came out in a whisper on that last part.

  Lise's eyes softened a bit as she nodded her head in agreement, "Thank you." She murmured softly placing her hands over mine that were still on her cheeks.

  I can't believe I showed her my soft side, allowed her to penetrate the concrete barriers of my heart. Crap, I feel so vulnerable right now and I don't like it one bit. As future Alpha I'm supposed to be a tough exterior, but there’s something about her. She's the only one that'll be able to break me. I don't think this girl realizes just how much she'll be able to dominate me with just one disappointed look in her eyes.

  "Let's get going, we have a soccer game to win." I smiled, picking her up off the counter and placing her on the ground. Kissing her on the forehead before taking her hand, I led her back into the living room and out to the foyer where everyone was standing around.

  "Ready to do this?" Troy challenged with a smirk on his lips. I wanted to punch the smirk right off, but instead I just breathed in deeply and exhaled.

  I told Lise I'd try and that's exactly what I plan on doing. Trying my hardest to beat this jerk face in this soccer game. I'd play like my life depends on it, just to show him who the real champs are.

  "I was born ready." I retorted walking past him with my shoulders squared. If he wants to play dirty in this game, there'll be no refs to stop me from kicking his ass this time.

  Chapter 22: Game On