Harper was able to use the truck to go into town to get some things for her new room, and she wanted to find a job to work on for cash. She was going to help on the farm, but she wanted to have money on her to help with getting things for herself.

So, here she was in the small town, papers in her bag that were applications, she was just looking for anything. She heard about this bar that had good food. So, when it was dinner time, she headed over there to get a bite to eat.

She hoped she could get in even though she was underage. She just wanted to eat.

When she got there, she was indeed stopped, but a woman came up to them. "Let her in. She said she just wants food, I'll keep an eye on her." The woman said. The man nodded and let Harper inside.

The beautiful brunet walked Harper inside and to a table. "I'm Angelina, my dad owns this place. If you need anything, just wave me over." The girl said kindly. Harper gave a small smile and thanked her as she sat down.

Angelina got Harper a menu as well, then left to go take care of others. A drunk came over to hit on her, making her uncomfortable. So, she grabbed her bag, and headed to the bar where Angelina was. "Can I get an Angel Shot?" She asked the girl. Angelina looked at her and noticed the guy coming to see why she left him at the table.

"Frank. Go home. Now. Or else." Angelina warned, giving the drunk guy a glare. He glared back at her. "Whatever." He grumbled backing down and left. Harper gave Angelina a grateful look. But she couldn't help but feel eyes on her.

A strong gaze that burned the back of her skull. She turned on the bar stool after ordering a soda and her dinner.

She tilted her head a bit as she found the person looking at her.

It wasn't hard to not know who was looking at her so intensely. It was the man who came to the barn the day she moved in. He was watching her so closely. He grinned at her. Tilting his head a bit to beckon her over to him.

"Here you go." Harper was pulled out of her haze and turned back to the barn to look at Angelina who brought her drink to her. Angelina looked over at the man, then back to Harper. "Just a warning. I'd stay away from him." Angelina warned. Harper looked over her shoulder at him.

She felt this pull to him. Like her body was demanding she go over to him. He was still watching her. "His name is Connor, right?" She asked then turned to look at Angelina once more. "He came to the house the night I came here. I heard John say his name." She explained.

"Yeah. Connor Slaughter. He basically owns everything and everyone here. I'm dating his son Cayden." She explained, and as if she made him appear. A handsome blond came up next to Harper. "Hey beautiful." The blond said.

Angelina smiled brightly. "This is Cayden." Angelina introduced. "I'm Harper." She told the two, realizing she never introduced herself properly. Cayden shook her hand. "You're the girl staying at Johns farm right? I guess we will be seeing each other a lot more. I work for him from time to time." Cayden told her.

She nodded. "Yeah. Your dad came to the house looking for you." She told him. Cayden rolled his pretty blue eyes. "Sorry about him." He told the girl, who just shrugged. She turned to look behind her again, and didn't see Connor anymore. To many people in the way.

After eating, Angelina offered to talk to her dad about Harper getting a job there when she turned eighteen in a week. Harper liked Cayden and Angelina. And they seemed to really like her as well.

Maybe she could really start over here.

She made her way to her truck, her head looking at her bag as she searched for the keys. "So. You are the so called 'Kid?" A deep and sexy voice asked, causing Harper to look up, seeing Connor leaning against the truck she was borrowing.

She felt her cheeks heat up.

This man was a very handsome man. She stopped where she was and took a better look at him. He had long dark hair with some gray in it. He had dark scruff on his face. His pricing icy blue eyes penetrated her very soul.

Causing heat to form inside her very being.

"I guess I am." She mumbled as she kept looking him over. He was very muscular. He even had tattoos. She had to force her eyes away from him and to the ground. "You don't look like a kid to me." He told her as he pushed himself off the truck, making his way over to the girl.

She tensed up nervously, and bit her lip.

She didn't understand the feelings going through her at the moment.

"My name is Connor. I wanted to get the chance to meet the new kid. I hope I can see you more." He purred seductively. She heated up more, and... when she looked at him... was her eyes playing a trick on her, or did his eyes glow for a moment?

He looked at the ground, and she followed his gaze. She dropped her keys, she didn't even realize she got them out yet. He stood right in front of her, a woodsy smell came from him, it gave her goosebumps. What the fuck was wrong with her?

He bent down, and grabbed the keys for her.

"You drive carefully now little one. I will see you around." It was a promise. Something deep inside her told her so. She didn't have a choice. When he wanted to see her again, he would make it happen one way or another.

She watched him go to his bike. She took a few deep breaths before going back to the truck. She got in and took more deep breaths. Then she started it up and headed back to the farm.

He sat where he was almost every night since she arrived. Watching the window. She was asleep by now. Her window, once more, was opened. He had to walk away from her earlier. Or else he would've fucked her right there and then.

He could smell the lust off of her. The lust for him. The same lust he had for her when he first caught her scent. Now he knew what she looked like. Knew the face of the one he has already claimed as his mate.

Just needed her to trust him to care for her.

He will woo her. In time she will be under him and moaning his name as he fucked his knot into her.