Semua Bab Alpha Jax : Bab 61 - Bab 70

SCARLETT :Almost a month had gone by since the incident. I had my hair chopped off to my shoulders and had Soph dye it red. Everyone thought I looked like a rebel, but for me, it was to help me forget those memories. Sometimes I still felt my hair being dragged. It being short gave me a sense of safety I could not comprehend. I believed I was recovering fair enough. I was back with my parents who made a little feast to celebrate our return. Papa was particularly vexed about us being away from home for that long."Next time, fake being sick," he told us. "Every day I had to brace myself not to go throw a fit at the pack house."Our very honest papa was asking his girls to lie so we could be home. No shocker. He called more often than our mother did. I saw my therapist in secret. Lucinda, whose name sounded like she was perfect to play a wicked stepmother or villainess, was so heartwarming towards me. She did not look at me with pity as others would but with understanding. While her gr

SCARLETT :"What's up with those two?" I asked Cage, ignoring the heavy gaze on me."Now that you're working with me, you'll see it very often. They do this all the time. I wonder if they ever get tired," he replied, changing the subject and looking behind me. "Jax, stop standing like an ominous spirit. You're giving me the creeps.""It's none of your business where I stay," the Alpha coldly replied. "I wouldn't be standing here if I understood what the hell is going on."My back was still turned to him. I thought I had mentally prepared myself to face him again, but it turned out I wasn't anywhere close to ready."What do you mean?" Cage inquired."Scarlett," my name rolled off his tongue smoothly. "I take it he just dropped you off at work?"What game was he playing at?I had clearly submitted a letter of resignation the other day. If he thought I'd be okay with both of us breathing the same air again, he needed to get his facts checked. And fast.I spun around on my heels, literall

SCARLETT :I was greeted with the strong aura of his presence. Something that reminded me of my place yet made me attracted to him in ways I could not understand. His strong signature scent filled my nostrils. A mixture of bergamot, sandalwood, and oud.Maybe it was because it had been a while since we ended up in the same space, but the scents evaded not only my organs but my mind and all of me. His sinful, ruthless eyes stared at me with an emotion I could not describe. It was almost as if he was leaving it for me to decipher.His office was like Cage's, only more refined, rearranged in a different setting suiting his title. I absentmindedly squeezed the envelope in my hand. Earlier, I was too focused on avoiding him to take in whatever he wore.He rose from his seat and moved away from the table like he wanted to give me a good view. Revealed to me were his dark gray slacks, white crisp shirt, and luxurious brand dark loafers.The shirt was rolled up, showing his long, strong, vein

SCARLETT :Shame.That, paired with guilt, washed over me as I left the Alpha's chambers.How could I give in so easily?Why was using my brains so hard?I threw all my self-respect away again. I shouldn't have let him kiss me. I should have pushed him away, yet, I did not. I allowed the man I vowed to never touch to get to me once more. It would have been super easy to deny if my core wasn't throbbing with need or if I did not feel any sort of stickiness between my thighs. Clearly, my hormones did not grasp the severity of the situation.I kept ranting in my head when a large arm gripped my small one, turning me back. My heart skipped like it would jump out of me, thinking it was the Alpha, but calmed down when I saw Cage's face."Are you okay?" He asked me. "I have been calling you for some time now.""Oh," I said, still trying to compose myself. "I'm sorry." I shook my head. "I was thinking about something.""It's fine," he sighed. "I'm just glad you're okay.""Yeah," I faked a smi

SCARLETT :Today marked my official turning point, the day where I leave all my physical weaknesses behind to embrace strength. I was out in the cold morning; summer was fading, and winter was here.It had been more than three months since the Alpha and the bond walked into my life.I was clad in a warm hoodie, flexible thick leggings, and combat boots Cage gifted me. Relying on finding training clothing in a dressing room mostly designed for men because, of course, ninety-five percent of the pack's army was made up of men.Cage walked me to the training ground, and I was amused.It stretched out under the mid-morning growing sun with racks of training weapons lined up in their tracks: swords, knives, arrows, and guns. Oh my goodness. The only weapon I had ever held in my life was a knife for cooking, and those knives could even be called daggers; they looked so pointy and sharp that I bet they'd kill in an instant.Goosebumps covered my skin at the thought; I hoped to never have a re