Jax P.O.V:
Members of my pack had been watching over her to make sure that she was safe ever since I marked her. Maybe I should have asked her to be my mate, courted her a bit. Done the whole romance thing. I shook my head furiously. Now wasn't the time for these sombre thoughts. What was done was done and could not be reversed. When Mercer had returned without her after vowing to return her to the pack i had let it slide.
I was going to let her enjoy what was left of her old life even though there wasn't much enjoyment on her part according to the reports i had received. There was a small part that regretted how i had marked her because it had caused her a lot of turmoil and distress but one thing was for certain i didn't care much about this girl beyond what the bond made me feel.
She just happened to be my mate but Athena would always be my partner regardless. I had been at the bar since she left her school. I had known that she would be here because I was watching her phone. Some might say that's a bit stalkerish but I'm her mate so I can't be a stalker.
I watched her from a dark corner drink herself into a stupor. She really is a light weight. Drinking is okay, getting tipsy is forgivable, getting drunk isn't desirable but I can live with it. Getting drunk and then doing some stupid shit now that's unacceptable. Especially when you are the motherfucking Luna.
I watched her go through all of these phases. When she was drunk she her dancing became raunchier and more sexually suggestive. I don't know why but I found it amusing, she couldn't dance for shit but she was gorgeous.
How does a black girl not know how to dance? I watched her body writhe and twist and turn to the beat weirdly.
She swung about carelessly, her arms flailing in all directions. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. My Luna. My mate. Out of nowhere came some douchebag blocked my view of her and began dancing with her. She began to grind up on him.
I sucked in a sharp breath hoping it would calm my rising temper. I couldn't lose control. If I went over there someone would die. Letting the air out through my nose I went over to the bar. I needed a distraction.
A blond girl with a pretty face and nice slim body started chatting me up. I was still annoyed at Alexandrite and her behavior so I gave the girl clipped short answers hoping she would leave and bother someone else.
The ditsy girl either didn't notice that I didn't give a fuck about her cheerleading scholarship or maybe she noticed but she just decided to keep annoying me.
I was bored. I wanted to have some fun so I grabbed her and kissed her. I didn't feel anything. I felt cold even. Switching out girls like ice cream flavours wasn't as fun anymore since I had met her. The one who was waiting for me at home.
Out of nowhere the girl moved backwards. I blinked confused as to what was happening. My thoughts had been consumed with getting home and the girl before me that i hadn't noticed Alexandrites scent getting stronger the closer to me she got.
I had learned to control the mate bond and switch off feelings that heightened whenever i was near Alexandrite.
If it had been the blondes boyfriend, he would have been out of luck because just for kicks, I was prepared to beat him up. To my surprise it was Alexandrite.
"Bitch!", Alexandrite screamed at the girl. I think her name is Clover or Nova frankly i` couldn't care less. I couldn't help the smirk that crept on to my face. My Luna was being possessive.
Was it a dick move to be making out with this girl, maybe, did it stop me from beating the shit out of the douchebag she had been grinding on? Hell fucking no!
Although she didn't remember the full story, she felt the connection. No sparks, no bullshit just a feeling, a need, a desire to be close to me.
Once we consummated our union I would be able to smell her moods. She would gain some wolf abilities. We would be whole. No longer aching, or wanting to hurt one another.
At times like this I wanted to grab her and take her over the bar. In front of everyone have them witness her screaming out my name.
Crying out my name.
My eyes began to focus as I pushed this reverie behind one of the doors in my mind. Not tonight.
Alexandrite was dragging the girl by her hair. The smirk turned into a small smile. She was feeling jealous. I shrugged it off and let her be. Even though I wasn't having a lot of fun I thought maybe if I fucked one of these girls it would make me whole somewhat.
Deep down I knew it was bull shit the only person who could make me feel whole was my mate, the bitch who had been grinding up on some random.
A curvy brunette with glowing almond skin had been eyeing me for a while so I went to chat her up. Maybe she could make me feel something. Mercer had gone to diffuse the situation with Alexandrite. He looked annoyed with me but I wasn't bothered because i am his Alpha after all and i dont give a fuck about his bitchy moods.
This game i was playing with Alexandrite was my focus tonight. I wanted to punish her low key. I don't even know why I was feeling like this. I just wanted to have a good time.
The brunette and I started making out. I still felt cold. I was going through the motions. I thought I could fake it till it felt real.
From the corner of my eye I saw Alexandrite making out with some bitch from her school's football team.
I saw red. I pulled back from the brunette who hurled some insults at me. I couldn't care less. Someone was going to die. I had to get it out of my system. I had to take out my rage and frustration out on someone.
I was so mad. I could feel the rage bringing my blood to a boil. That bitch! I grabbed the guy and pulled him backwards we would settle this out on the tar road in the parking lot. I would not be disrespected like this. I am an alpha whether this guy knew this or not wasn't my concern.
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Alexandrite
He looked so mad he could kill someone or rather was going to kill Gavin. Shit! I thought to myself chasing after them. This was bad. They exited the club and went to the lot. The other patrons at the club had not witnessed the scene besides some of Gavins friends.
I stood in the cold, shivering watching as Jax shouted at Gavin. He was slightly taller and bigger than him. Gavin looked scared shitless until his friends finally came out. Jax didn't look phased even though there were five of them.
They all came at him at the same time and my heart sank. I began running towards them but then a steel grip grabbed me from behind when I was a few inches away from them. I looked up and saw Mercer looking grimly over my head at the scene before us.
He wouldn't budge as I tried pulling against him and kicking. He didn't move an inch or look like I had done any damage. They all threw punches at Jax's face and I cried out for them to stop. I wasn't worth any of this bull shit.
To my surprise Jax punched Gavin in the stomach before sidestepping the oncoming football players gracefully. Jax was used to being in fights I thought to myself. His movements cried experience. He then pulled the first guy and punched him square in the jaw. I heard a sickening cracking sound.
The second and third guy came at him and both kicked him, the one kicked his face and the other kneed him in the stomach. I saw Jax spit out blood and smirk dangerously at them.
I was now scared on their behalf.
He picked up the one guy and threw him up before side stepping to let him fall on the asphalt. The last two guys were distracted.
They just stood and watched as the guy hit the ground with a thud. Jax lunged at them and punched them both.
I heard a nauseating crunch as his hand connected with their jaws. All the while Mercer was still, he just had a gloomy expression on his gorgeous face. The last guy just ran away. The bouncer came and jabbed Jax in his ribs.
I saw him take in a sharp breath before he punched the bouncer in his stomach making him double over and fall to the ground in pain. When he was done with all these guys he went back to Gavin who was cowering on the ground.
I had never been so scared in my life as i watched the horific scene in front of me play out. Jax was worse than the nightmares of him i had witnessed in my dreams. He was cruel, sadistic and menacing. He clearly was stronger than all the guys he could have punched each of them a bit but instead his intent was to send them all to the hospital. Was the guy that he had dropped to the ground even alive?
Terror was building inside of me. What if he turned that rage and blood lust on me?