Romans & histoires James From Unspeakable

“I am not you who will betray others from behind. And remember, I'm an Alpha, the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. It is neither in my nature nor in my character to betray others behind their backs.” James, who was listening to Alpha Xavier's words there, immediately froze there. Even so, the expression on James' face that looked very annoyed was still there now. Until with that very difficult movement, James tried very hard to get up and also stand up from his sitting position there, and froze in that position right now.

Dark circles under his eyes. When he saw me, he went utterly still. "Aurora," he whispered. "You're here." "I'm real," I said. James laughed. The sound was broken. "No. You're just another hallucination." "I'm not a hallucination," I said. I stepped closer. "I'm actually here." James pressed himself harder against the wall. "Stay back." "I'm not going to hurt you," I said. "Yes, you are," James said. "You hurt everyone. You destroyed Helen. And Keith. Everyone who ever crossed you."

Bright James’s basement smelled of damp earth and rusty metal. A bare lightbulb flickered over the hunter’s face, tied to a chair with thick rope. His dark, cold eyes showed not a hint of fear. I stood in front of him, arms crossed, while the rest of the pack formed a silent semicircle. Rage burned in my throat, but I forced myself to breathe. I couldn’t lose control. “Name,” James said firmly. We hadn’t questioned him before, leaving him hungry for a couple of days so desperation would loosen his tongue.

Alpha Dominic said in low tone “I can't hear you well, please, increase your tone. They sound too vague in my hearing. Can you speak louder?” “I know you heard me well. You just want me to repeat myself which I will not be doing. If you can't hear me properly, you can rest on that. I have something else for you. This will be very surprising but I did it and you can take it as a token of love.” “So far you didn't kill anyone, I'm sure I will accept it,” James said joyously. “Wait!” He exclaimed like he had remembered something. “You can really be unpredictable when it comes to stuff like this. I can't be so sure it is a good gift,”

I reach for my phone to text my brother, but I'm taken aback by an unknown message that sends a chill down my spine. "Damn it!" Unknown: You and Stella seemed quite cozy in that bed. I wonder if her parents are aware of what you're up to with their daughter... should we inform them? It's up to you, you little bastard... either we expose your naughty deeds with their daughter or you keep your hands off what's mine. This guy is completely delusional if he thinks his threats will affect me. He's messed with the wrong person. I hop into my truck and head to school. Once my tests are done today, I'll take this straight to Mr. Savage.

“James, I don’t think that’s a good idea. With everything that’s been going on—” “Yeah, I know,” he said. “I know. It’s fucked! Totally and completely fucked! People are fucking dead and I want to go out and throw fake body parts around and make fucking jokes about Torso and I Dismember Mama. But I love this stuff! My whole fucking life has been leading up to this. It’s my chance, you know? To not be a freak anymore.” “James . . . ”

I didn't feel any guilty, infact I was satisfied What the hell did I just do? I stood, hands shaking, jaw clenched. My breath came in ragged bursts as I stared at the broken girl beneath me. This wasn’t who I was. This wasn’t who I wanted to be. “Jason!” I roared, stumbling away from the bed. He rushed in instantly. His eyes widened at the sight of Elsa. “Get the physician,” I said hoarsely, gripping the edge of the wall. “Now.” Jason hesitated, shocked.

No more pity from this man. James walked out of the bathroom dripping with water, only wearing black basketball shorts ........ HIS ABBBBSSS. My whoremons definitely need to be put down, this is serious yet here I am distracted by his finely structured body. I pryed my eyes of his well defined body and mustered the courage to ask him a question. " James why aren't you in your room" I spoke, he turned my way. " this is my room and your sleeping here" he stated tiredly. I couldn't help but feel the butterflies in my stomach explode as he looked back at me with a certain expression plastering itself on his face. James crawled into bed and switched of the lamp.