After the two finished eating, Isaiah recommended walking around the garden to help the food digest, and Alyara agreed. Isaiah paid; the two walked into the gardens with flowers, cranes, lily pads, ponds, and fishes. Once they finished walking around the gardens, they walked out of the restaurant and went back to the car. Isaiah didn't want their day to end so soon, but he didn't want to pressure Alyara into accepting. He told her that they were going out as friends, but he was determined that they could do more than that.
"I hope you liked the place."
Alyara smiled as Isaiah drove away from the restaurant. "I sure did. The food was so delicious, and the place was so beautiful. I would have never imagined that a place like that existed here in Los Angeles."
"I am glad; it is one of my all-time favorites." They kept on walking, silent for a bit. "What else do I say!? I never had this type of problem!" Isaiah thought to himself.
Rafael mentally rolled his eyes. "Let me take over; I will win her in no time!"
"No way, you will kidnap her and be on your merry way. I know you too well,"
"No, I won't," the wolf said innocently.
"Just shut up..."
Alyara looked at Isaiah. "Did you say something?"
"Uh, no! Sorry, I was thinking about a meeting I had. I am CEO of many corporations, and sometimes deal with difficult people."
"I can imagine. Maybe you need a break. It can do you good if you take a vacation."
Isaiah chuckled. "You're right. A break is what I need. Although I have been to all parts of the world."
They both laughed. As time passed, they both made it to Alyara's and exited the car. Isaiah insisted on walking Alyara to her apartment. She was still hesitant but reassured that he would not go inside her apartment and would only stop halfway.
She relented and walked toward the apartments, and as they approached her door, they saw someone standing by it. It was a man who stood 5'9 tall. He had short blonde hair, fair skin, blue eyes, an average muscular build, and a beard.
Alyara smiled. "Marco, hey!"
They hugged. Isaiah stilled. His eyes were wide open. "This is Marco?" he asked himself.
Rafael growled in anger. "You've got to be kidding me! We have the body of a model, and she falls for this guy!? He looks like a hobo!"
"Isaiah, this is Marco. Marco, Isaiah."
Marco eyed him, smiled, and took out his hand. "Nice to meet you."
Isaiah looked at his hand and shook it. "I guess I'll go."
Rafael scoffed angrily. "You're just going to walk away and leave our mate alone with this wannabee-looking twerp! Let me take over! "
"Thank you so much, Isaiah. I appreciate a wonderful evening." She unlocked the door and opened it. She and Marco went inside while Isaiah was still outside.
"I can't believe you let that wannabee go with our mate! What the hell is wrong with you!? You-!" Rafael kept yapping, not realizing Isaiah had returned to his car and driven off fast. Isaiah was angry with the whole situation but more with himself. He didn't deny that Rafael had a good point, but his werewolf tendencies to fight off a male grew stronger. There was no other option but to leave, or Isaiah would have done something that could cost his rival's life.
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