Eros' POV :

"Will you be alright here, sir ?" my father's P.A, Javier Perez asked.

"I'll be fine, Perez. You go and do the boring shit with that Redmund. I don't like that guy."

We were currently in Redwood college, founded by my great grandpa, Leander Agnello, to discuss about the inauguration of West building, developed by Agnello Enterprises. Seeing as my father, Jonathan Agnello, got pretty bored from running the company, he decided to retire, just like that.

That old bastard.

"If anything is required, just call me" , I informed Perez.

"Yes sir."

Saying that, he left. I was sitting in my car, gazing out the window. Apparently, my car was too flashy, because I could feel the stares of a lot of people, wondering among themselves about the owner of the car. Ignoring them, I distracted myself by looking at the football field right in front of me. There were students loitering around, sitting with their friends, some enjoying the football game, some sitting quietly doing their studies.

That is a peaceful life.

Just then, my phone rang.

"Yes", I replied, not checking the caller.

"Sir, its me, Perez. Mr. Redmund says that he wants to talk with you."

" Tell him that he can talk with you and you can relay that to me."

" S-sir, he's very adamant on talking with you", Perez stuttered.

That fool.

"Yeah, I'm coming", I sighed.

"Thank you, sir", Perez replied. The relief was evident in his voice.

The moment I got down from the car, I was surrounded by some girls.

Damn it, shouldn't have brought a red Ferrari.

Just then a gust of wind blew, drawing my attention towards the sky. Dark clouds were gathering quickly.

Huh, its gonna rain soon.

No sooner than I completed my thoughts that I felt cool water drops on my hands. Well, the rain definitely helped me because the people around me started shrieking, trying to get someplace dry. The football field was empty within seconds.

Except one person.

There was a girl, sitting on the bleachers, her arms spread wide, with a giddy smile on her face. Feeling my eyes on her, she looked my way . And just like that, I couldn't look away.

It seemed like my feet had a mind of their own, because they were taking me towards the girl. The girl who had no care that she was getting drenched. The girl who had a childlike innocence to her. The girl who had an angelic smile on her face. The girl who was beautiful. I was in her front of her within seconds. She didn't notice it either until I was a foot away. She glanced up at me and I was a goner. Dressed in a simple sweatshirt and skinny jeans, she took simplicity to a different level. The wet clothes were sticking to her skin, showing off all her curves. The moment my eyes met hers, I forgot everything.

What was I doing here ?

My wolf, Erasmos, was fidgeting, howling in my mind. I could feel the same way, anxious, nervous, eager about something.

She had beautiful gray eyes, which looked just like the clouds above, stormy, mysterious and a strange intelligence hiding within them. My gaze darted towards her neck, where I saw a small mark, just above her collarbone.

Wait.

What mark is that? If it is THE mark, then maybe- maybe-

My wolf took that moment to claw my mind, shouting something which I couldn't get.

-te

-Ate

Ate ? What is Erasmos talking about-?

MATE !!!

Wait, mate ? Erasmos are you sure?

Its better to confirm it.

But all he kept mumbling was MATE.

Feelings of complete surprise and awe went through me.

She's my mate? If she really was, then all my problems would be solved. I glanced at her again, not believing she existed. In a place I never would've thought of, I found her, unexpectedly.

She's perfect.

Just as I met her eyes again, she narrowed her eyes, making mine narrow as well.

Did she think of me as a creep, because I was staring at her?

Then her eyes widened, as if in a revelation, making mine widen as well.

Did she know who she was?

Before I could ask her, I heard Perez calling out, saying that our work was done. Feeling a bit sad about leaving our mate here, I walked slowly with Perez. Not able to hold back the pull, I looked back to find her already staring at me. I smirked. If she is who I think she is, then I need to confirm it quickly. Feeling determined, I went back towards our car and called the only person who can answer my questions. My phone rang before the person picked it up.

" Hey Grandpa, its me."

.....

Its been three days.

Three days since I was searching for answers. Three days since my priorities changed. Three days since my mind became a mess. But I could only confirm it when I see her. So here I was. Back in her college. Giving a speech.

" I hope we find new talents through this programme. Thank you."

Ending my speech, I walked towards my seat, my eyes roaming around before landing on her. Even a pair of jeans and an oversized hoodie, which almost engulfed her body, suited her.

I couldn't help it. She was looking beautiful.

It seemed that my eyes on her caused her to blush.

That's so cute.

Wait. I did not just think that.

Ignoring my thoughts, I decided to speak with Mr. Redmund to see if he can help me with my mysterious lady.

I need to get her name.

Me and Redmund were talking outside when I saw her, trying to be as inconspicuous as she can.

You can't be darling, because you are too gorgeous to be ignored.

"Who is that girl? She seems very brilliant and attentive", I asked Redmund, pointing at our mysterious lady. She, of course, saw both of us looking at her.

"Oh, excellent choice sir. That's Belle Everstark. One of our brightest minds. She is well liked by every professor.... ", he droned on and on but I could only focus on her name.

Belle Everstark.

Even her name is beautiful.

Alright, Eros, stop that. You sound like a girl.

"Call her here", I cut off Redmund. Taking a minute or two to process, he understood the command and called her immediately. It seems like she was trying to escape.

Not so fast, little Belle.

"Belle, I want you to meet Mr. Eros Agnello. I was just telling...". I ignored him once again, focusing on Belle.

"WHAT ?!", Belle screamed loudly, drawing my attention away from her. Deciding to mess her up a bit, I asked,

"Yes, Ms. Everstark. Is something the issue?"

She was close to me, her scent wafting in my nose, making me crazy. She smelled of lilacs, with a hint of vanilla. I could see her thinking about something, when she finally replied,

"No sir, not at all."

Feeling relieved at her response, I went back to observing her. She seemed to be muttering about something so I inched a bit closer to hear her, which she didn't notice. " I don't want to die young."

Say what?

"a HANDSOME guy.....should ask about his perfume "

My perfume ?

Failing to hold it in, I let out a chuckle. She talks to herself ?

"Is there any problem, Mr. Agnello?", she asked, trying to be intimidating , but failing miserably, because she was just that cute.

Deciding to amuse her, I asked,

"Yes, actually, do you always think out loud, Ms. Everstark ?"

Hearing my question, she stilled. She looked mortified, before all the blood rushed to her cheeks. God, she's perfect. Feeling pity for her, I replied,

" It's fine Ms. Everstark. Talking out loud is perfectly healthy."

Even though I tried to sound serious, my eyes couldn't hide the amusement I was feeling.

" Mr.Agnello. I'm so sorry for weirding you out. I assure you, I am not always like this. And please, call me Belle"

Hearing her soft voice granting me permission to call her with her name, my heart somersaulted.

What the hell is wrong with me? I just met the girl,for god's sake !!!

"Okay Belle", I said with a soft tone. Just then, a strong gust of wind blew, making my further statement lodge in my throat.

The mark on her collarbone was exactly the same as last week !

It didn't change !

But what shocked me the most was that, her hair was a shocking blue color.

But that's not possible !

Seeing my shocked expression worried her. She asked me if I was okay, but I couldn't think.

This is just not possible !!

Because if her hair turns blue, that just changes everything. It means that she's... she's....

Replying to her that I needed to go, I hurriedly called my grandpa, running my hands through my hair due to frustration.

"Hey nino .What's wro-", (son) I didn't let him complete the statement.

"The mark didn't change grandpa. It's still the same."

"That's not possible son. It is supposed to change ", my grandpa sounded a bit calmer than me.

" I know. Also, her hair is blue, or atleast has started to turn blue."

My grandpa was silent for so long that I thought the call ended. But then he replied,

"Come visit me son."

Thanks for reading !!!