I watched Ronald being dragged away and couldn't help but smile. It was about time someone put that smug bastard in check. The way they did it made me feel like they were defending my honor.
I've never had someone stick up for me before. It felt kind of nice to hear someone say they were never going to let him near me again. My Mother never stuck up for me whenever Ronald was talking down to me. She would just stand there looking at the floor.
In the beginning she would watch while he belittled me but when I would look to her to say something as a young child she would look away. One day she stopped looking up all together and kept her eyes on the floor to avoid looking at me and my disappointed glances. What kind of mother does that? She was too afraid of upsetting Ronald. She didn't want to take the risk of him leaving to stop him from treating her only child like shit.
From what she said yesterday, the reason she was suppressing my wolf was because Ronald wasn't covering our scents with his ability anymore. So why stay with him. Why let him treat me or her that way? We didn't need him anymore. I'm sure Mom wasn't telling me the whole truth. There was something she wasn't telling me or Ruby and her pack. She liked to keep too many secrets.
I would have loved to hear my Mother say she would never let him near me again but those words never came and now they never will. I don't want to see my mother as things are right now. Maybe my feelings will change in the future but her secrets and choices put me where I am today.
Today I'm sitting here thinking about the sexy wolf standing outside the passenger side of the truck. Maybe I'll thank her for that. Only time will tell. Those religious people who believe in Jesus say everything happens for a reason.
The way that Roman growled as he yelled at Ronald was somewhat of a turn on. I stared at Roman as he did it in shock. Not from fear at the sound of him yelling or from his growling but from the reaction it had on my own traitorous body for becoming all hot and bothered over that low growl as it left his lips. I couldn't believe I was being turned on by someone who was going to sell me as a whore. No matter how good they said my life was going to be, he was the enemy. Why is it that every time I meet someone that I'm drawn to I have to run from them? Get it together Jazmin. What am I a bitch in heat now? I thought to myself in disgust.
All day today my body has been feeling weird. The heat of my body was becoming warmer and warmer as time went on. To top it off, ever since he opened the truck's passenger door to look at my bruises and I caught his scent, my mind and body have been acting up. It's the sweet Oak scent of his that draws me in. I couldn't get the smell of him out of my head and my body has betrayed me ever since.
I don't know who the man they called Roman is or why he affected me so much but one thing was for sure, he was a pure blooded wolf. An alpha if I'm not mistaken. His scent reminded me of Tony's. Where Roman smelled like Oak Tony smelled like Birch. Two trees that belonged in the same forest. There was an underlying smell that came off both of them like a vine that had wrapped around both trees tying them together.
My sense of smell has become stronger today for some reason as well as all my other senses. Thanks to my sixth sense being stronger I could tell right away both Juan and Roman were Alphas. Tony was harder to figure out probably because my senses were weaker then but there was no mistaking it, you could feel the power coming off of Roman and it was just like Tony's. So my guess was Tony was an Alpha too. Would they clash if they met each other? What am I thinking? Why would they meet each other or be near each other long enough to clash?
That other man who called himself Juan was pure blood as well. The only other wolf I've ever met was Tony. My first day away from the only city I've ever remembered and I ran into two wolves. Just how many wolves were out there for me to meet two right away.
Movement from outside my door brought me out of my thoughts. It was Roman who was inching his way closer to my door. He was still looking in the direction Ronald had been taken away in but I couldn't see them anymore. I stared at him and admired his face. He was gorgeous with deep set eyes that were a gorgeous shade of green with hints of gold lines in them. He has high cheekbones and full lips wishing to be kissed.
No Jazmin. Bad Jazmin bad. Get our mind out of the gutter damn it. Is this what happens when you turn 18? For fucks sakes why cant I keep myself from thinking like this. I know I have better self control than this. I scolded myself.
Roman turns his gaze to me and my breath catches in my throat. Did he catch me checking him out? He stands there and looks at me for a minute. The look in his eyes seems to be searching for something in my face, maybe a hint if I'm going to be trouble.
If he thinks I'm just going to let him take me he's got another thing coming. I harden my face and give him a dirty look. He smiles and lets out a little laugh. What the hell does he think is so funny? Bastard's laughing at me. I'll show you.
"Time to go." Roman tells me.
I climb over to the driver's seat and try to distance myself as much as I can from him. He cocks his head to one side and starts to walk around to the other side of the truck. I grab the knife in the driver's door and jump over to the passenger side again.
Holding the knife out I point it towards him. He pauses for only a second before reaching for the driver's door opening it. I turn the knife on myself and hold it to my throat. I feel the sting of the blade against my throat as the warm blood travels down my swollen neck as the knife cuts me.
I hadn't realized the knife was so sharp. Luckily it didn't leave a deep wound but it would make things easier if I needed to go that route since it cut so easily. I would rather die than become some whore. I see his eyes widen at the sight of the blood and he stops. He looks up from my neck and into my eyes. That's when I see real fear in his eyes.
"Stop please!" Roman says in a panic, putting his hands up in the air. His hands are shaking as a wine escapes from his lips.
"What's wrong not laughing now are you? What will the boss take the cost of me out of you if I die? That's too bad because I'd rather die than become your whore!" I struggle to say through the swelling in my throat.
"You're not going to become anyone's whore I swear. I would never let those pigs touch you. Please put the knife down. I can't handle seeing you hurt yourself." he pleads, reaching his still shaking hand out for me to put the knife in it.
"I don't believe you." I cough out. The movement of the coughing caused the knife to make contact with my skin again and another drop of blood traveled down my neck.
"Stop talking! Please, just give me the knife. Next time it may cut deeper plus talking with your throat like that will damage your beautiful voice." Roman says as he shakes his extended hand indicating for me to put the knife in it.
"Please." He wines. His whole body is shaking now. I can see his eyes pleading with me. Still I feel like it's all an act. I trusted Tony and look where that got me.
"Don't move! Stay right there or I'll do it. I swear I will." I choke out as I open my door and step out of the truck keeping the knife to my throat the whole time. I quickly turn around and bolt into the darkness of the desert.
It only took a couple of seconds before he's behind me and has one arm wrapped around my waist pinning me against him. His other hand darted out to grab the hand with the knife. He's fast, too fast. Is this the power of an Alpha? If an Alpha is like this can I even run from Tony? As the reality of how screwed I am sinks in I began to panic. The arm around me tightens as I hear Roman's soft voice in my ear.
"It's ok...It's ok. I'm not going to hurt you." Roman whispered. I can feel his hot breath on my neck and it sent shivers down my spine. His scent washes over me again making it hard to think. Before I knew it he had taken the knife and thrown it away into the darkness. Breaking from my daze I began to try to fight him off of me.
"Fuck you with your it's okay bull shit! I'm not going to spread my legs so you bastards can get rich off my va-jayjay." I yelled my throat shooting with pain on each word. I tried to kick him in his family jewels but he was too fast. He swayed his hips just out of the way and my foot connected with his thigh. That's when I felt something rub against my back. Oh My God! Is this fucker hard? Oh, hell no! Rage bottled up inside of me.
"Let me go you fucken pervert! I'm going to rip your fucken nuts off if you even think of doing anything to me." I growled only to start coughing up blood. I tried to take a breath but the swelling was too much for me to get a good breath in. It took a few tries before I could breath normally. Roman was rubbing his cheek on the top of my head the whole time.
"Are you calm now? Va-jayjay really? Is that what you call it?" Roman laughs "Please calm down. You have one hell of a mouth on you, baby. You know that?" He said with a sigh. "I know you're scared but I won't let any bastard put their hands on you so you can relax. You're not going to any whore house, I promise." He wrapped his arms tighter around me and I felt his chest vibrate and a low rumble sound was starting to come from his chest and traveled up his throat. Is this bastard purring? Do wolves purr? I thought to myself.
The sound seemed to run through me and my body started to heat up. My traitorous body was at it again. Not only was my body heating up but it felt like I had taken some kind of anxiety medication. I was becoming so calm I could fall asleep. I had to push it aside and try to focus on something else or I would really fall asleep, but I didn't know what to focus on. His arms, his smell, his purring. They all turned me on. So, I decided to focus on the cold air outside. That's when I realized that this guy's body temperature was really hot. Did he have some kind of fever or something?
"Are you sick or something? Cause you're really warm." I choked out before even thinking about it. Damn it me and my stupid mouth. I always had a habit of speaking before thinking. My mouth is what always got me in trouble with Ronald. It always ended in Ronald talking down to me to make sure I knew my place as he put it.
"You're in this situation and you're worried I'm sick?" Roman chuckled, rubbing his cheek on top of my head. "No baby, my body temperature is warmer than most. Yours has gotten warmer as well, didn't you notice? Have you calmed down now? I don't want to see you cough up anymore blood. I'm sure there's a good amount of damage done to your neck so please don't make it worse." Roman said, resting his check on top of my head again taking a deep breath in. With both arms now wrapped around me one of his fingers traveled slightly up under my shirt. His thumb was making an infinity sign on my skin at my waist while he continued to purr. "If I let you go, are you going to run? Don't use your words just shake your head yes or no. I don't want you to talk with your neck like that. I can get you some ice once we get out of here."
"Why should I trust you? You say I'm not going to a whore house but why did you buy me then?" I asked.
"First off we didn't buy you. Your douche bag of a Step-Father won't be getting a cent." Roman said with a light growl on his voice. "Second , you're different from most women. Didn't you notice you were different from normal people? I'm here looking for women like you and you're the last one I need to find before I can go home. My uh...Brothers are going to help us get out of here and disappear. That reminds me I still need to call them to let them know to find someone to fit your description from the body farm. Third, I asked you not to talk, damn it." Roman let go of me only to grab my wrist. With his free hand he reached into his back pocket pulling out his phone. As soon as my body was no longer against him I felt the cold desert air hit me. It was freezing and I wished I had my jacket on.
"Different? You mean because I'm part wolf and when you say brothers you mean pack right? And what the hell is a body farm?" I asked, wincing at the pain in my throat. Maybe I should stop talking. He was probably right about it damaging my voice.
"You're not going to do what I asked, are you?" He said with a sigh. "Since you know all about us being wolves and about my pack brothers it makes things a lot easier since I don't have to explain it all to you. The body farm is a place where people donate their body to science once they die." he said as he dialed a number. He pulled me back towards the truck grabbing my backpack from the bed of the truck and handed it to me. He held the phone to his ear with his shoulder as he opened the truck grabbing my jacket. He pulled me back into the darkness of the desert while he waited for the call to connect.
I started to pull and yank my arm out of his grasp. I might as well be in handcuffs because no matter how much I pulled I couldn't get free. My feet were just digging holes in the desert dirt. Roman pulled the phone from his ear and looked over at me and smiled. "Cute." he said, looking at me struggling before he put the phone back to his ear. Man, that smile could melt hearts and it would have melted mine if I had met him in a different situation. It still might.
"Yeah, it's me. I need an extra body. Eighteen years old, five seven female, one hundred and uh...seventy pounds. Dark brown hair to below her ass and green eyes. Oh, and a large bruise on her throat and left side of her face" Roman said, looking down at me.
"Excuse me, I'm one hundred and sixty pounds thank you very much." I yelled up at him with my teeth chattering from the cold. Even though I was one hundred and seventy pounds just like he guessed I wasn't going to tell him that. Women always lied about their weight and age. And I was no different even though I was kind of thick. How the hell could he know?
"Yeah, that's her... No one hundred and seventy pounds...Yeah, she's feisty you all will like her. Especially Gabe. Oh, hey I'm giving you all a heads up so you don't act out when you meet her. I think she's the one...one hundred and ten percent sure. Her Step-Father hit her and choked her." Roman said, looking down at me. I could have sworn I saw his eyes flash gold. Suddenly he pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arm around me again pushing me against his body. I felt the heat from him slowly sink into my body warming me up.
"Just be ready, I don't want anyone acting out once they smell her. It's still her choice. Now enough talking I'm headed that way now get ready. Call me if you have any problems. This has to go perfectly or they'll come after us." Roman told the person on the other end of the phone. With my good hearing I was close enough now to hear the voice of a man say "We're on it." and hang up the call.
So, he was telling the truth. I'm not going to some kind of whore house. If I was, he wouldn't be worried about them coming after us. Even though I trusted him a little bit more than I did ten minutes ago I was still trying to get out of his grip. Even though I knew the cold would swallow me whole the moment I did I didn't care. My wrist was sore from where I had been pulling to get away and the cold would probably help the pain.
"Hey are you done? You're going to hurt yourself even more. You have enough injuries, let's not make it worse." He said with a sigh. He pulled my arm up and licked my wrist. I flinched when his tongue touched my skin. He looked like he was about to cry when I flinched. "Please don't do that. I'm not going to hurt you. My pack brothers and I could never hurt you. Plus my wolf doesn't like you being scared of me."
He's pouting? Really a six-foot seven man is pouting? I couldn't help myself from smiling but he just looked so cute. Cute? Did I really just think that? As quick as the smile came it disappeared.
"I'm not sure what you were smiling at but at least you don't smell like fear anymore." He smiled. He turned me around to face him and reached down to put one hand under one of my legs and lifted me up to wrap my leg around his waist. My other leg wrapped around on its own. He wrapped his free arm around my waist and pushed me against his body.
"Hold on, I'm going to run now. I'd put your face in my neck or the wind is going to whip at your face. With your neck as it is right now I don't want you to hurt yourself anymore." Roman said. Checking me over one last time and satisfied with how I was positioned he took off at full speed