I hate him. Rex.
And I didn't think I could hate anyone.
I mean, I kind of hate Davir.
But I have always found "hate" to strong of a word to actually use.
For anyone.
But I haven't cared for anyone like I care for James.
True, I have know him for only three months or so.
Still, I feel so protective over him.
That I can only hate anyone who makes him cry like that.
Rex is a so called Alfa.
When you talk about werewolves, some of them are born as Alfas.
They are usually a lot stronger and faster then other wolfs.
They also have a natural leadership and the need for it too.
There are several werewolf gangs in our university.
Probably because there are a lot of rich kids at uni.
Families that can send their children to university,
often have the blood of Alfas.
So there are more Alfas here then in a regular community.
Or so Victoria told me.
It is the cause for most fights breaking out here.
Alfas usually don't get along with other Alfas.
Rex is the Alfa of one of the leading gangs.
Not the biggest,
But, and I say this not completely objective, one of, if not, the meanest.
For more then two months James has been turning up black and blue.
Not wanting to tell me.
That is the first thing I don't understand about this.
The second being I found Rex alone with him.
Most Alfas here rarely if ever leave their pack.
All Alfas are out to recruit.
So leaving your pack alone isn't smart.
The worst thing is I don't know what to do.
I can not tell anyone about it.
I swore not to do so.
I can't fight him,
So even if I stay at James side at all times,
Who is to say he won't just pluck him away from me and beat him up anyway?
The only person I think might be able to beat up Rex is Davir.
The only one that can beat him up without starting a war between packs at least.
Because, and I find this almost unbelievable,
Divar doesn't run a pack.
He is an Alfa, and he bosses people around like no one else.
Jet I have seen him decline every wolf that begs to belong to his pack.
To make Divar fight Rex I would need an ingenious plan.
I dislike him nearly as much as he me.
So it is not like I can ask him.
Besides I promised James I would do nothing,
Except stay by his side.
So that is what I do.
To my surprise, he leaves James alone when I am around.
I was afraid now I had discovered him as the bully there was no point hiding it from me.
But it doesn't really matter because there are always moment when we part,
And he always finds James then.
What stresses me out too is that Rex seems to hurt James more emotionally then physically.
It is a Friday night and I have brought James home.
Rex has never bothered him at home so I feel kinda secure he will be save there on his own.
I am with Victoria and Uyen, we are at a houseparty.
There are a few more girls what always makes me feel more comfortable.
I have learned to stay away from boys and man.
Whenever I get too close, during a party mostly, Divar always seems to find me.
I don't know why it triggers him that much.
He lets Victoria do what she does most of the time.
Maybe scolding her once in a while but never taking away her freedom.
Veronica said because I am a female wolf he feels the need to protect me.
But it doesn't feel like protecting, more like cockblocking and fun-ruining.
It doesn't add up,
Still, I don't have a better explanation.
But I plan on prying one from Victoria.
'Hellooo, dreamy girl?' It is Uyen.
She hands me a shot of rum.
'Where did you get that from?' I ask
She just looks at me mysteriously.
I see Veronica dancing behind her with some guy I think lives in this house.
Uyen grabs my hand, she leads and I follow.
We get lost in the crowd.
She is one of the best dancers I know.
We dance close to each other and she whispers funny things in my ear.
Mostly funny because I am drunk.
Then we switch dance partners and before I realise what is happening,
I am dancing with this guy.
He seems decent, doesn't put his hands on my ass nor crosses any boundaries.
But inside I panic a little because this is usually exactly what happens before Divar shows up.
Ruining my night.
I think most guys know,
Because most guys don't try to dance with me anymore.
Especially not any supernaturals.
Then something unexpected happens.
Someone cuts in, taking me over from the guy as he was spinning me around.
I get pulled into a familiar chest.
Divar.
'You just can't help yourself, can you?' His voice is low and husky.
It sends shivers down my spine, but that might also be because of his warm breath on my ear.
'How many times have I told you to behave.'
In my eyes burn with anger, asshole.
I look at him and don't even have to say the word out loud.
He knows exactly how to get under my skin.
He smirks condescending, as he usually does.
But he doesn't pick me up.
He doesn't shut down the party nor throw me over his shoulder.
Like I expect him too.
Like he has done more then a dozen times now.
Instead he wraps one arm around me. Hand on my waist.
His other hand grabs mine.
He starts leading, starting a dance I don't know.
'Dance with me then,' he whispers against my lips as he leans me backwards. 'If you must dance.'
I try to catch my breath but it is stuck in my throat.
I think he might be a little drunk.
Acting so bold.
But I don't smell it on his breath.
Maybe, this is a new game he plays.
Trying to seduce me or something.
No, I think to myself, what would be the point in that?
Dancing with him is a sweet bliss.
I didn't think I would enjoy him.
Although maybe I knew I would.
He pulls me closer to him again.
Then I feel his hand on my upper thigh.
Lifting my leg.
In doing so he pulls me even closer and for a second I wonder why he is doing this.
But I have had a little to drink
And I know with Divar, asking questions only ends in disappointments or fights.
Besides, I kinda like this.
Maybe we don't have to be at each other's throats every time we meet.
Maybe he can let me be a little if he knows me a little better.
We are really close now he is pulling me against him.
I haven't looked at him this closely for a while.
His perfectly rough and sharp face.
I don't even realise it when I put my hand up to caress his face.
I let my fingers go down his stubble beard, giving me little sparks under my fingertips.
When I look up at him,
dazed,
my eyes quickly focus.
He looks frozen under my touch.
'It is time for you to go to bed.'
He doesn't ask, doesn't use my name.
I feel violated.
I don't know why I throw my dignity away for him.
Especially for him.
It only proves his point.
I step back. He already untingled us.
'I am not going back jet, go find yourself someone else to bother.'
"Dickhead," I finish the sentence but don't say out loud.
If he is so repulsed by me,
he shouldn't keep looking for me.
He shouldn't have come over to dance with me.
But I am more annoyed with myself then with him
He treats me like shit, acting like a babysitter, saying all kinds of condescending things and still.
Still I let him dance with me, let him get so physically close.
He did this to three months ago, on my first night here. Pulling me into his chest after he insulted me, without even thinking about apologising.
Since then I tried to stay clear.
It didn't matter because he would come and get me anyway if I did something he found inappropriate.
It was embarrassing every time, but I could tell myself I still had my dignity.
I wasn't able to fight him off, but I could ignore him and pretend he would stop eventually.
But now, now after three months, he makes one move...
And I bite.
Every bit of distance I build between us is gone and so is all my credibility.
Fuck Mara, why could you not just push him away.
I don't even know what he gaines from it.
Except getting under my skin.
'Party is over.' His voice is low and sure.
As if his will is law.
And it is, at least to any student here.
The room goes silent the moment he raises his voice.
I see people packing and dripping of.
I take a deep breath knowing I will say exactly what he planned on.
'Please Divar, I will come within you. Let these people have their party.'
He nods, as I expected him to.
And everybody goes back to what every they dropped for him.
I let him take me home.
As he closes the door of my room, like I am some child,
Anger is burning me up.
I have to get more information out of Victoria.
How can I make him stop.