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I checked. And then I saw him. Jace Steadman. Sitting on the large sofa with a book in hand. Glasses on. Sweater sleeves pushed up. Looking like a Christmas-themed sin. He wasn’t even pretending not to look at me this time. His eyes lifted the second I stepped inside, lingering for a beat too long, too focused — then he lowered them back to his page as if the damage wasn’t already done. My pulse tripped over itself. Lena nudged me. “Girl, relax. He’s just reading.”

Reina's Point of View "You're my bitch." I mouthed to him while keeping a straight nice upfront to Felix. He seems to be a decent gut to be honest. He has a wife as I see the ring on his finger and probably also has kids. "Well, Jaxy was a total bad boy in high school, y'know getting all the chicks." "Him? We are talking about Jaxy right. The red eyed man who seems to be a decent cook and hasn't yet killed anyone Jaxy?"

Alex I lay there on the bed, chest still heaving, sweat cooling on my skin, wrists aching a little from the cuffs Damien had finally unlocked. My head was a fucking disaster zone, Jax’s angry face from the car ride, Knox’s papers sitting on the table by the door, that stupid tutoring gig I’d agreed to like a complete moron. And here I was, naked and buzzing, letting the same guy who swore up and down he wasn’t gay spoon me like we were some normal couple.

"I helped you fend off bullies and got rid of one who would've jeopardized the secrets of supernaturals all around the city. Yet, this is how you repay me?" He sounded legitimately disappointed, but I didn't give a flying fuck. My breathing became heavy as I snapped at him. "You used me like an object for your twisted sexual desires all this while. You were never in love with me but stuck with me because of the mate bond and my male form." Jin's eyes narrowed into horizontal slits as he paused, snapping his neck and stretching out his hands. He cracked his arms in preparation before steeling his expression. He gazed at me with empty eyes that were once playful. Which I'd once thought were fi

However, what I heard last stuck with me till today. Jax did not grow weaker; his support from the family grew larger too. Grandfather admired him until his death, everything I wanted was given to him. My opinion was irrelevant as once we turned eighteen after our father passed. The council announced Jax as the next Alpha, and Zharn Meyers as his Beta. Our relationship became strained. We no longer spoke. The more glory he got, the more resentful I became. Women flocked towards him as though he was a god. People sang his praises everywhere.

I plead. “I Xander Stone…” he chest heaves with another cough as he pauses. “Hereby reject you Tika Heather as my mate…..”. The pain that hits my chest this time takes my breath away. I am unable to hold him of give him comfort as his body contorts and his back bows. Our screams fill the air and it feels like something inside me shreds to pieces. As my dragon howls in my head my senses are blinded as everything goes black.

I reached down to stroke him through his pants, but he caught my wrist. “Not yet,” he said, voice strained but teasing. “When I finally fuck you, it’s not gonna be a quick kitchen finger-fuck. I’m gonna take my time ruining this pussy. Gonna bend you over, spank that perfect ass red, and pound you until you’re begging me to fill you up.” I whimpered at his words, still pulsing from the aftershocks. Footsteps suddenly echoed from the hallway. Jake. We jumped apart. I frantically fixed my shorts while Alex adjusted his massive erection, grabbing the whipped cream can like a shield. Jake stumbled into the kitchen, half-asleep and rubbing his eyes.

June. I hesitated but he reached down and brushed my lower lip with my thumb. “Open for me, Junie.” I hated the way my lips fell open almost before I could think. I hated that I'd begun to pant with a sick anticipation out of nowhere. This was Knox. The same Knox who had spent months making my life hell with smirks and taunts. The same one whose friend had broken my glasses and I’d reported to the nurse. And yet here I was on my knees, pulse racing for an entirely different reason.

They look like a king and queen. They sit farthest away, reserved, but he radiates power. All these men do, and I sink lower in the booth, feeling intimidated. Lena takes my hand and nods, making me feel a little better. Until I peek up again and see the hazel-eyed man still staring deep into my soul, a small smirk twisting his lips. I look away and scoot closer to Martin. “I should let you know, brother,” Jax says. “I found my mate,” he tells him.

“He says I'm fat and his mom hates fat people. Right now, he's with his ex, now girlfriend, in New York, probably eating his mom’s poorly made mac and cheese. Oh God, it makes me angry thinking about the fact that I gave him my virginity after waiting—” I stop talking because right now, Jaxon's twitching. At first I think it's my imagination but he's twitching and when I look at his eyes—they're narrowed and going amber. “Jaxon, I think it's better I don't talk about other men.” I whisper, rubbing his arm up and down to calm him. He jerks and blinks twice, as if coming back to himself. “Yeah, yeah.. you're right..” He exhales and rubs his face, looking away.