I put Alpha Edward’s order in his office and left. I smelled Trevor lurking and ducked so his fist went through a wall. I commented, “That was really sloppy… you should go to the gym.” He snarled, “A gym you’re not allowed into because you’re unworthy…”
I snorted, “Ok… I could beat you in a fight. Literally anytime, anywhere…. my genitalia barring me from a gym is against code…” He swung a knife that I dodged. He shouted, “Women are meant to be on their backs and in the kitchen. You have no place in the gym! We don’t care about codes and rules! We make our own.”
I admitted, “So I have seen… it’s…. against basic human decency… you know it’s bad when Humans would call you out on what you’re doing… but I also know you don’t care.” His friend, Mark, urged, “Let’s just go.”
Trevor sneered, “You’ll be whipped for talking back to me. You’re a curse and family killer.” He slammed his shoulder into me. Francis sighed, “Just do yourself a favor and stop making him mad.” I asked, “How do I do that?” He sighed.
I pointed out, “My mere presence caused him to take a swing… .so… your advice is terrible unless you’d like me to die.” He replied, “No one wants that.” I busted up laughing. He looked at me like I was crazy until Trevor shouted, “FRANCIS!” He took off running like the good lap dog he was.
I left and called Alpha Peter. He answered, “What?” I said, “Umm… I just… was…” He growled, “Spit it out. I don’t have all day.” I stammered, “Can I come… just… home?” He growled, “No, stop asking.” He hung up on me. I stared at the phone and cried. He’d never talked to me that way in my entire life.
I went to where I danced and let everything go. Tears coursed down my cheeks. Everyone wanted me to accept this was my life now, but part of me just couldn’t. I left the field and took off running for the plot of land where my parents and Tristan were to me.
I cried, “I can’t do anything right for them anymore. They hate me and it hurts.” I begged yet again, “Come back to me. Please. Just come back. I’m sorry.” I stayed there and cried until I had to go back to the pack I was staying in. Maybe everything would be ok once my file for the Supernatural Council was perfected. Black Path was under their purview. They could make everything ok.
The Mundane
Alexander is Nineteen Years Old
Alexander was furious. I hit the heavy bag wishing I could hit someone in New York. Melanie left and I’d never to meet her. Oden growled, “Just go to New York.” I might just do that. Cassie’s emotions slammed into me, and I popped to her.
I growled, “Who the FUCK made you cry?” She sniffled and I gathered her into my arms. I asked, “What happened?” She whispered, “Promise me that you won’t retaliate.” I agreed, “I promise that I won’t for now.”
She chuckled humorlessly, “I guess that’s all I’ll get.” She sighed, “Cayden’s ex is being awful.” I reasoned, “Then kill her.” Oden growled, “Rain said this ex said our sister couldn’t have his pup!” What?!
She told me, “She’s started all these ugly rumors about her that me, Milana, Aiylee, and Bea shut down. I’ve gotten her ass back but…” She trailed off.
I asked, “Why did you show up at the sex dungeon Cayden and I were in?” She winced and the pain she felt had me pulling her into my lap. I told her, “I’ll fix it all, just tell me.” She whispered, “Cora showed up in our bed, naked.” Fury overtook me.
EJ linked, “What is going on?” My dad linked, “Are you ok?” Mom linked, “I’m ready to kill whoever.” That made me laugh because it was just like her to say. I asked my sister, “And is she still alive? Or do I need to bury a body?” I hadn’t heard about her dying but Cassie was incredibly stealthy.
Cassie snorted, “She appears to be recovering.” I said, “Then I’ll kill her.” She smacked me across the chest reminding me,“You promised not to retaliate.” I reasoned, “I also said I’d fix this.” I conjured us drinks until Beagan showed up.
She waved, “Hey, Alexander.” I kissed the top of her head, “Cousin. Take care of Cass.” Cassie asked, “Where are you going?” I answered, “To the gym where I do my best thinking.” I winked at her, and she chuckled.
I shifted into Oden. He growled angrily as we ran to the gym. That fucking bitch better hope she didn’t cross my path right now. I shifted back and grabbed shorts and went into the gym. She’d come onto me when we’d come home from that mission too.
Right in front of my brother in law, who didn’t even care. I flicked her off, but she now coming after Cassie. I was sick of women coming onto me when they didn’t actually like me. Oden growled as our thoughts trailed back to our birthday party when I got as drunk as a I could and someone kissed me.
Flashback
Alexander was hurt. Melanie had been grounded from coming to an event again. Oden whined in my head. I was tired of being kept away from her. I was tired of being kept in the limbo of whether she was mine or not. Oden declared, “She IS ours.” I took another drink.
Jason McAlister asked, “You good man?” I didn’t answer and conjured ten more drinks and slammed them. My cousin, Cory, asked, “Alexander, are you ok?” I didn’t answer him either and kept drinking. I was never going to meet her.
They kept her away from me because they questioned my character. Oden growled, “We are a good person.” I reasoned, “They don’t mind you. It’s clearly me.” He said, “Then they are dumb.” I wasn’t going to say he was wrong.
Jason snorted, “You have a fan club over there.” I asked, “And?” I drank several more whiskeys. I saw Hastein fade inwith a worried look on his face. Jason repeated, “Seriously dude, are you ok?” I turned to him, “You know what? No, I’m not because…”
Someone shouted, “ALEXANDER!” Oden grumbled, “We were about to tell him why we were upset. It felt like a breakthrough so obviously someone ruined it.” I turned and my collar was grabbed and before I could process it lips were on mine. It felt wrong. Nothing about it was right because it wasn’t Melanie.
I pulled her off me and felt like I stared at her letting my eyes blaze for hours, but I knew it was barely a second. Her face seared into my brain. She’d stolen my first kiss, the one I’d been saving for Melanie. It was just gone because I couldn’t meet her. I stalked off.
Cory popped beside me and wisely said nothing. I stormed into the gym then shouted, “Get out!” to everyone here then hit the heavy bag with all my strength I could. It flew off and I went to the next one. I raged and screamed.
I heard a pop and knew it was my mom. She popped in front of me and blocked my hits. I didn’t go hard at her though. I never could. I looked in her eyes and just knew she knew what happened. She might not understand my feelings that it was stolen from Melanie and I, but she understood. She was pissed off too.
Hastein called, “I’ve got this, Aunt Haley.” She kissed my temple, “I love you, Alexander.” I whispered, “It was supposed to be my mate.” She squeezed my arm, “Then your next one can be. I’m so fucking sorry that was taken from you.”
