Noah black pov

The day was too hard for Bella, I knew that. All of a sudden started to be under the spot because of me. I totally understood the confusion that she had felt. But I was serious and sincere to her. I liked her so much. I couldn’t tell if that was because of being my mate or if I really liked her.

But all I knew that the affection between us was so strong and her affection and smile and how she blushed killed me emotionally.

I just felt like protecting her or locking her away from all the eyes surrounding us. She was adorable and sweet, and when I kissed her in my car, I felt something different happened to me.

As if the bond between us just started to appear. I tried to be sane, but I couldn't, and that was first to me.

Yes, I was a bad boy, and even our first meeting was just a disaster; I beat her up in a merciless way. But I thought she’s like the other ‘just another whore’ and I hated all of them. Even though I didn’t let any of those girls slip out of my hands without fucking her, but Bella was different.

Her scent was different and robust; I missed her a lot since our first clash. I wanted to go to her house and barge into her room and kidnap her!

Seriously, I stayed away thinking about that week. But I felt the emptiness of my life. I have never felt like that ever. Always enjoyed my life without love. But that week without seeing her gave me assurance that I won't continue my life without her.

I went to her house and remained in my car, hoping that she could get out of her house or even stand in her window; I just wanted to see her face. But that doesn’t happen at all.

And the weird thing is that I was down in front of her house, but I heard her cries as if it was sent directly to my ears.

But that day, when she came back to school. I couldn’t bear any more. I wanted her to be mine, and I would love to keep her as my Luna forever.

The kiss was just a test for me to make sure that I was really attracted to her. But it was like a slap to my ego and my heart at the same time. Yes, when our lips touched, I felt like sparkles and hellfire in my body. My stomach growled, and I even trembled!

Because I realized that I don’t like her— But I was profoundly and intensely in love with her.

There was no escape from that love. Being blind to not, I didn't care much. That didn’t bother me at all. Actually, after talking openly with her in the lunch break and seeing her gorgeous, stunning smile, I figured out that only being with her was enough for me.

After lunch for her class, I walked with her, but she stopped by the hallway and asked me to go to my class because she wants to go to the bathroom first.

I refused, but she insisted— I admitted she was too stubborn and confident, and that was what I liked more about her.

Being blind didn’t bother her, but even so, she was embarrassed and always kept herself alone.

I pretended that I left, and I returned back and leaned against the wall waiting for her.

Until I have heard panting and squealing helps—. That wasn’t loud. But it hit my ears! And that made me sure that something was wrong with Bella.

I barged into the bathroom to find the girl's beating bell and kicking her in her stomach. She was on the floor, breathless.

I grabbed the three girls and slapped their own faces one after another.

I helped Bella to stand up on her own feet; she couldn’t. The tears scrolled down on her cheeks. She was sobbing and pleading to ask me to stop beating them! That innocent girl! How could she ask me that?

I refused and lifted her up, then I shouted, commanding some of my best friends to come over, “take those fucking girls to the football stadium now.”

They did, but Bella again begged me, “what are you going to do to them?”

And that gave me an idea. I stomped in a hurry while lifting Bella between my arms until we had reached the football stadium. I placed her down on her own feet just to let her have a seat on my lap.

She blushed—. But I insisted—

Then I pointed my fingers at the three girls “now, the three of you— run fifty laps while saying sorry loudly to Bella. If you skipped a lap without saying so, then we will start over counting. Got those whores?!”

I enjoyed that because they really dared to beat my luna. But I admit that didn’t satisfy me much. I wanted to do more for them. To make them regret.

But lucky them, Bella placed her head to my chest and whispered softly, “please, Noah. Could you stop that torture for them? I don’t want them to hate me more. Please.”

I sighed and agreed to her wishes, “no one could hate you. But I will do what you want. I will forgive them just this time. But if they did that ever again, I will—”

And her lips intruded my words— All of a sudden, she pecked my lips softly and warmly and smiled like an angel, then she said, “thanks, Noah.”

She thanked me?! Dammit, I should be the one who thanks her for stepping into my fucking life and coloring my blackness into yellow and purple. I didn’t think I could fall in love ever! I thought I was an emotionless alpha.