The Wolf's Prey (19 page)

I wince thinking
about hitting him. "Yeah."

"What did he do?
I've never seen you hit anyone before and you hit your mate!" She
asks, shocked.

"He kicked you
off of his land and accused me of not being loyal to him and his
pack because I was upset. I slapped him when he said I was being
too loyal to my 'fake family'." I explain, bitterly.

"You don't see me
as your fake family do you?"

"God no. How
could you even ask that?" I question.

"I shouldn't have
I'm sorry. I'm going to miss you so much."

I wipe the tears
streaking down my face. "I'll miss you too. I hate Lennox for doing
this." I feel my anger spike and the phone taken from my hands. I
look up to see an angry Lennox ending the phone call and slamming
the phone down on the table. I jump and marvel as the phone stays
in one piece. I look away from his dark eyes seeing his wolf
surfacing. I don't look away out of fear for the first time, but
out of anger. Why couldn't he have stayed away for five more
minutes? I wanted to at least say goodbye.

"You will not
speak badly of me again. Especially, to an outsider." He
states.

"Yes, Alpha." I
reply.

"Don't call me
Alpha." He growls.

"You should start
writing all these rules down, so I don't forget." I snap
back.

He closes his
eyes. When he opens them again he pins me with his glare. "Enough.
I'll have a mate that stands beside me."

"How can I stand
beside you as cast away the only family I've known? You asked me
how I felt about them, did you consider my feelings once. It might
not have been a perfect family, but it is still a family. My
family."

"I'm your family
now."

"I don't know who
you are! You give me glimpses, but you're still
unreachable."

"It'll come in
time. You need to eat." He states calmly.

"I'm not hungry."
I respond truthfully. I can't stomach anything right
now.

"You'll eat
anyway." He orders.

Of course I will.
Deciding not to fight any longer I stand up and follow him out the
door and down the stairs to the kitchen. Lennox opens the
refrigerator and takes out fried chicken, mashed potatoes and green
beans. He puts them on a plate and heats it up in the microwave.
After it beeps he sets it in front of me and I thank him. I use the
fork to play with the mashed potatoes. When I feel him watching me
I put some in my mouth.

"Andrew took in
your family." He tells me.

"I
know."

"They'll be fine
in his pack."

"I'm sure they
will." I agree.

"Then you have
nothing to be mad about."

"Okay, Lennox." I
reply, tired of him. Why bother talking to someone when they tell
you how to think and feel? It's not worth fighting about. All it
will do is isolate me even more. He's right, he's my family now.
This is my life, time to come to terms with it. I finish everything
giving myself a belly ache. I don't think I can handle another
alpha order tonight. I stand up and go to the sink rinsing my plate
and silverware. I load them in the dishwasher and turn to Lennox.
There's a knock on the front door and I follow right behind Lennox.
When he opens the door my hope that it was Marta is dashed when I
see Liam standing there with papers.

"This is the
homework Jocelyn missed. Marta picked it up for her." He
explains.

Lennox takes it
and I walk to the stairs not caring about anything. If Liam brought
that by, that means he's done helping Marta load their things and
they left. I go to our room and straight to the shower shutting and
locking the door behind me.

I turn on the
faucet and undress as I wait for the water to heat up. I try my
best not to cry, I try thinking about tomorrow and school. I try
thinking about the Griffin’s, anything to stop the tears. When that
doesn't work I start thinking about the mundane task of washing my
hair and shaving my legs. When I turn off the water I think of
every step I have to take. I take out a towel and wrap it and
myself and use another to dry my hair. I brush my teeth until I hit
360 seconds and walk into the bed room. Ignoring Lennox's presence,
I go into the closet finding a pair of pajama bottoms and a large
tee shirt. I leave the closet taking another twelve steps to the
bed. I lift the covers and get in, before I lay down I turn off the
beside lamp. I feel his arms go around me and I don't fight when
I'm pulled to his chest. I lay tense, but resigned to his touch.
Not once letting myself find the comfort he's offering.

I sense his
frustration and anger with me. I close my eyes and plead with my
mind to shut down. I open my eyes again and watch the red numbers
of the clock change until it's time to get ready for school. I slip
out of Lennox's hold and walk to the closet to get dressed. I pick
jeans and a simple black top and black sandals. I hear Lennox sit
up in bed when I walk out of the closet and into the bathroom. I
brush my teeth and put my hair up in a simple ponytail. I apply
mascara and leave the bathroom, finding Lennox standing right in
front of me.

"You didn't sleep
well." I nod in response. "I expect you to call me if you want to
leave early."

"Okay." I answer
walking past him. He goes into the bathroom turning on the shower
and I leave. Grabbing my book bag on my way out of the front door.
I don't want to wait for him. I want to walk and breathe without
him.

It only takes ten
minutes to walk to school. I see a few other cars already here and
walk through the front double doors. I find my locker and grab the
books I need for first and second period.

The door to my
first class opens as I get closer and I sigh. At least I don't have
to wait in the halls. I smile at the teacher and sit on the far
side by the window. The class starts to fill up shortly after. I
hear a couple hushed conversations about me but I don't bother to
pay attention. The teacher starts lecturing just as the door slams
open. I look at the door confused to see Lennox standing there. He
motions for me to come to him and I do mindlessly. What now?
Because I left without telling him? Big deal, I didn't tell him.
Look the world didn't end when I did something for
myself.

He pulls me
outside the door and closes it shut. He takes my hand walking us
out of the building and to his truck. "I left my bag."

He doesn't
respond just puts me in my seat and shuts the door. I roll my eyes,
I understand that he likes taking care of me, but at this point
he's making me feel completely inept to do anything. I can't take
the electives I want in school, I still can't run with the pack, I
can't leave the house without telling him, I can't get in and out
of the truck without help, this is all too much.

I wait until he
gets in the truck. "Is this because I left without telling you?
Because I'd rather you just yell at me so I can get back to
school."

I hear his grip
on the steering wheel tighten. "Are you trying to make me mad as
payment for your sister leaving?"

"No." I answer,
truthfully.

"Then why are you
deliberately provoking me?"

"It's not
deliberate. I just don't care if you’re mad about anything anymore.
I shouldn't have to tell you I'm going to school, you knew where I
was."

"You don't care
that you're making me angry." He states. Not asking a question,
more like he's repeating what I said and now he’s trying to
understand it.

"You don't have
any reason to be mad. I can't help that I'm upset about my sister
leaving and I won't apologize for it. If there's nothing else, can
I be excused and go to class?” He starts the truck and reverses out
of the parking spot.

"Where are we
going?"

"Home."

"What about
school?" I ask.

"The only thing
you need to concern yourself with is me."

I look at him.
"What does that even mean?"

"It means were
going home and you're going to satisfy my every want and
need."

I watch him
shocked. He expects me to just lay down and- What am I even
thinking? Of course he does. When he pulls into the driveway I
start feeling my heart rate quicken. He parks and comes around to
my side I open the door before he can get to me and scramble out.
He growls low in his throat and I act like I can't hear it as I
walk to the door. I open the door feeling the heat from him along
my back.

"Upstairs." He
orders. I turn to the stairs and start walking up them slowly. It
occurs to me my plan to piss him off backfired when I feel his
hands cup my butt. I gasp and speed walk up the rest of the stairs.
I run to our bedroom and turn putting my hand up to hold him
off.

"I don't want
to." I say, looking at him nervously.

His eyes are
mercilessly scanning my body and I realize my mistake, I ran. His
eyes are dilated and full of need as he steps closer. "Lennox." I
try again, but he grabs my waist and pulls me to him. He picks me
up holding me higher as his head lowers to my neck. His lips brush
my mark, instinctively I give him better access. He moans nipping
at my flesh and I whimper as my body responds to him.

He moves us over
to the bed trailing kisses down my chest. He hooks one hand beneath
my knee and braces my back with the other, laying me down on the
bed his large body covering mine. He pushes against me igniting my
pleasure as he kisses me roughly. I dig my nails into his back when
he rubs against me again, earning a low groan. He sits up pulling
my pants and underwear off quickly. He doesn't let anything
register in my head before his head is buried between my legs
licking and suckling. I grip the sheets and raise my hips wanting
more. When I'm at the cusp of completion he grabs my waist and
trusts into me, almost pushing me over the edge. He picks me up and
turns us so that now he's sitting against the headboard and I'm on
top. His hands bring my hips down against him as he arches his
back, embedding himself inside me as deeply as possible. He holds
me still as he nibbles on my neck, making me moan and buck against
him. As he starts to play with the hood of my sex I try moving and
fighting against his hold. I cry out, needing the friction. He
finally snaps picking me up by my hips and slamming me down on his
shaft repeatedly. He shifts our positions forcing me back until
he's back on top, I grip his butt as I come undone my nails digging
in as he finds his own release.

*********

Learning
Curve

Alpha Lennox
Hall

I pull her
towards me instantly feeling guilty for my behavior. I just don't
know how to reach her. How else can show her I care about her more
than anything? I've never felt resentment towards my mother and
father until I realized how lacking I am in saying how I feel. I'm
angry, not only at her for not seeing how much she means to me, but
myself as well.

The only apology
I've ever given has been to her and I don't think making her rice
crispy treats will make up for my behavior this time. I love her
and I don't want to upset her. Knowing she's hurting is killing me,
but I have responsibilities and I lead a strong pack. I won't bend
the rules for a wolf like Theo Robinson.

I feel her body
refusing to respond to my touch, she hates me and I don't know what
to do to fix it. I gently turn her towards me taking in her tear
streaked face. I wipe her face and kiss her fresh tears. Letting my
feelings for her flow through me. I watch for any sign she feels
what I feel. She looks up underneath her makeup smeared eyes. My
heart pounding fiercely as I take in her beauty. "I'm sorry, about
everything. I don't want to take you from your sister. I know you
think I should let them stay, but I can't do that. It's not a
matter of making me look weak, it's a matter of doing what is
right. I can't pick and choose who will be exempt from my laws, it
wouldn't be fair."

She looks back
down and continues to cry. What can I do? What does she expect from
me? I sit up. "Tell me what you want from me?" I question
defeated.

"I expect you to
feel a little more remorse about making my family leave. I expect
you to let me grieve and-"

"It does matter
to me." I state honestly.

"It only matters
because I'm upset. You called them my fake family. You dismissed
them from my life like they were nothing, like my time with them
was nothing." She accuses.

I feel my
irritation raise. She should resent the fact they lied to her like
I do. "You don't care that your family is a lie? They lied to you
for almost eighteen years." I point out.

"Can't you
listen?" She screams at me sitting up. "I do care! I hate that they
lied to me! It doesn't change the fact that we were a family for
eighteen years! I love them they're my family. How can you pretend
to love me when you don't know a thing about me? Just get away from
me and leave me alone." Her anger and hate directed at
me.

I look at her
small figure, completely at a loss. "It's hard for me to understand
your love for people that have lied to you. I told you about my own
parents, there was no love lost in either of those relationships. I
don't understand your loyalty to them. To me they're undeserving. I
admit I can't comprehend something I've never had a choice but to
lose. I'm not pretending to love you, I do." I explain standing up.
I'll leave her alone if that's what she wants, but not before I say
what I have to say. "I love the way you blush and your completely
innocent sincerity. Your capacity for forgiveness and love astounds
me. When you walk into the room my need to touch you is almost
overwhelming, I find myself watching you, trying to learn something
new. You're not boring even if you think so, you fascinate me." I
look down on her bowed figure. I lean over and kiss the top of her
head. I pick up a pair of basketball shorts off the floor and leave
the room. I dress just outside the door and walk to the office,
ignoring the pain from her rejection.