She's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His LunaShe's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His Luna - Chapter 177: Chapter 177

Amelia's pov
It's lunch time and Foster and I were on the line waiting to get our trays filled when I spotted a familiar head.
My grip on the tray turned brutal as I glared at him and then I saw her, her arms around his, her body plastered so close as they walked toward the lunch table set in the middle of the room.
Anger surged through me and my grip on the tray become almost lethal. She's giggling, rubbing against his arm, saying something with her mouth. Her actions infuriate me to the point I am blinded by rage.
"Hey, where are you going?" Foster's surprised voice made me realize that I had given him my tray and was making my way over to the couple. It seems he had noticed my line of vision because he utters the word, shit and fuck.
The clatter of trays and chatter of the students around blurs into nothing but silence for me as I focus on the two seated like a king and queen on their throne. The little distance between them irritates me and I grow more vexed when Raiden spots me.
His green eyes glowed as the sun shines on them. I hated how there are tiny wild butterflies flipping around in my stomach as his gaze catches mine. Whatever Dayna was yapping in his ear, he seem to not be taking note.
Until suddenly his eyes harden and he grabs her, lifting her up effortlessly and planting her on his lap. She lets out a shocked sound, but her arms sling around his neck quickly, clinging to him like a leech.
I fisted my hands at my sides, picking up my pace. "Amelia!" Foster yelled behind me, trying to grab a hold of my hand to stop me from heading over to the couple. But I am quicker than he is, and I stood before them in seconds.
Dayna must have finally sensed me because she moves her eyes off of Raiden to look over at me. At first her brows were furrowed into a confused frown, but then she schools it when she sees me standing before her.
"Now what do I owe the pleasure Amelia?" She taunted, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "If you're coming here to apologize, I'm all ears."
Is this bitch serious?
My eyes flicker to her nose and I'm instantly confused by how smooth it was. There are no signs of my fist landing on her nose. No marking, no imperfections. With the force I used, she should still be nursing it for weeks.
I try to not make my confusion show as I eyed her nose, pushing my questions behind me as I leveled my gaze with hers. "You have something that is not yours. Give it back."
Much to my dismay, my eyes seem to have a mind of its own and flicker briefly to Raiden who stared at me intently, his eyes on my lips. As brief as it was, I do not fail to notice the quick cast of heat that danced in his pools.
A shiver brushed down my spine and I try my best to ignore it. We're enemies now. We hate each other.
Dayna leaned back into Raiden's arms. I don't fail to notice him stiffen too. I bit my lower lip as she reached behind her to cup his face while looking at me with a cocky glimmer in her eyes. " Everything I have,I own darling. Right babe?"
I'm guessing she wants Raiden to back her up, unfortunately for her the jerk stays mute, his eyes on me.
"Amelia," Foster who stood behind me, grasp my arm and tried to jerk me back. I stood my ground, leaning over the table, my palm on the surface as I narrowed my eyes into Dayna's.
She may not spot the bruising of a broken nose right now but I'd sure as hell try to make sure it shows up this time around.
"You have a phone that does not belong to you Dayna. For once in your pathetic life stop acting childish and give Foster back his phone." I sneered out every word with a vexed strained tone.
Dayna's eyes narrowed and I thought she'd get up. But then I saw Raiden gripped her arm hard, as if silently telling her to calm down.
"Uh I don't really need-
I turn to glare at Foster who swallowed and looked away. I hated how he and Pickett coward for Dayna and her friends.
Turning back to Dayna, I see that her cocky smirk had returned. She lifted a finger up. "Hold up," and then digs into her purse to pull out a phone. It's Foster's.
She wiggles it. "Are you talking about this?" She taunted, her eyes flashing wickedly when Foster yelped yes. He looked so relieved to see his phone.
She chuckle. "Then fetch!" She laughed as she throw it into the hands of one of her friends who caught it. Foster quickly ran over to the girl, but before he could reach her she lets out a loud shrill laugh and flings the phone to another.
Growing angry by Dayna's silly game, I grab a hold of the milkshake she had on the table, opened it and poured it all over her and Raiden.
She squeals, moving off Raiden in surprise as the pink creaminess drenched her from head to toe.