Page 65 of Demon Rejected

“I’ve never seen a Fire Wolf before. You’re the golden trio--beast, human, and magic."

“Or is it demonic?"

“No Demons have walked the earth in the last eighty years,” said Jack. “I know."

“I think I killed a Demon. He tasted rancid."

Jack pushed his hands through his thick hair. I saw him tensing. “Who knows about this?”

“A lot of people, apparently. Grayson, the guy I killed, said he was targeting me. They were not after Matt."

“You’re under the protection of Shifter Nation, under my protection."

“Thank you."

“This is why I want to ask you to swear loyalty to us."

“No,” said Scarlet. The no slipped out too loud and too fast. I was holding on to my freedom and independence. The idea of being part of the pack was raising my hackles. It was not intentional. It was what I felt.

Jack tensed, same as Sparky.

“I don’t know if I belong here. And if the Demons, or whoever it was after me, put everyone else in danger…. I care about my friends here. I’ll rather leave than put them in harm’s way."

As soon as this was out, I exhaled.

“You have our protection either way, but if you’d be part of the pack. You would have a special connection not only to me but also to all the other pack members. In case something happens, it would be easier for us to find you.”

I bit the inner side of my cheek until blood started filling my mouth. Could I tell him, oh well, I don’t want to? I already called out no one time. There was no need to antagonize the Alpha a second time. His eyes locked on mine, and his jaw set. Sparky mirrored his actions. She was ready to attack the damn Alpha if he did anything she considered threatening.

“Can I talk to the guy I rescued, if he’s is awake?"

“Yes, let’s go see him together. He refuses to talk to anyone else but you."

Jack stood and I absorbed Sparky again. There was no need for her to walk through SN HQ and attract more attention.

The clean corridors reminded me of a smooth-running corporation. Jack walked one step ahead of me in absolute silence. He called on the elevator. We both stepped in, the closeness uncomfortable and stuffy.

“Off the record, I understand your reservation and your position. Rumors about your friendship with my son Kyle reached me. Maybe you’ll become family one day.” He smiled.

Does he know? I felt myself blushing. The Alpha looked like the grown man his son will one day be. What could I tell him? Hm, oh, yeah, me and your son. That was just an emergency dicking because he’s hot, and I needed to get my V card swiped? Really? Fuck no.

“Kyle is a friend, but he doesn’t know. No one knows."

The Alpha looked me straight in the eyes. I could feel his power as if something tangible that melded itself around my spine and took my breath away.

“I understand."

The other few seconds we spent together in the elevator were the longest of my life. Did I understand this right? Was he implying that me and Kyle.... No, no way. The entire pack expected him to be with Mia. I’m an outsider, a no-one. But now that I think about it, the pack does respect me. They fear Mia because she’s mean and a total bitch.

The doors of the elevator opened and the Alpha protectively stepped in front of me. I got used to this behavior. I saw it in Matt, Ziggy, and partially in Kyle, too. They want to protect me. But I don’t need to be protected.

We were on the thirteenth floor in Med Bay. The pungent smell of antiseptic substance burned my nose. I had to hold my breath a bit until I got used to it.

“Matt?" I asked the Alpha, trying my best to sound calm and composed.

“He isn’t awake yet. Our people are doing what they can."

I nodded. Jack was not a bad guy. I saw it. His first concern was for his pack, he may have been strong and in possession of power, but he used it wisely.

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