Rejected by My Bully, Claimed by the Alpha King (Raven, Ryker, Rebel) novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26

“Really?” I was jumping up and down like a child. Laughing he nodded.

“Yes, I can speak with him for you if you like?”

“Please, I’d really love that without thinking my arms looped around his neck, hugging him. It wasn’t till his arms hugged me back, that I realized what I had

done.

“Oh, I’m so sorry. That was rude” Biting my lip, I bowed my head.

Shit he was probably thinking I’m a bimbo……

No worries, its not everyday, I get hugged by a stunning angel.” My redden cheeks thickened, as I nodded.

Jackson~

hese parties make me want to kick kittens, I mean really why the hell are we even here. I could be working on paperwork, running drills with my men. Hell I ould be sleeping, that would be a better use of my time then this. Sipping on a scotch, I watch as mindless dancing goes on. There is something to be said, about voman over the age of thirty dressing like princesses. I swear if they’re not dressed like that, they’re dressed like sluts. Another sip as I need to numb my brain.

efore I fall victim to bored.

is only then do I feel the pull from my Beta, he’s been gone a while. Lucky bastard.

I found her I swear he was jumping up and down.

Found who, Kem?~ Growling, who the hell cares.

The war bear girl, she’s here~ If he’s messing with me, 111 string him up.

Where? refilling my glass.

-Yes, she’s not in trouble with her alpha. But she says they’re not on good terms.~ Interesting.

-Umm, bring her to me. Don’t tell her who I am. I don’t need her scared if me

~Yes Alpha

Sipping my drink a little longer, Kem walks in with a stunning black winged angel at his side. Her hair as dark as night, while her grey eyes hold new meaning to the word breathtaking. My palms grow sweaty as I rub them against my slacks, wishing for a change in boxers right about now. The tight outfit, gives her curves more definition. Kem was full of shit, she’s not cute she gorgeous. What the hell was a beauty like this, doing out in the middle of the dark forest.

The black boots were a nice touch, and I smiled inwardly. She had to be the only woman in here, who didn’t look like a princess tramp. Thank god.

“Jackson this is…..” My beta looked to her, as he said my middle name.

“Fina” She replied, sounding sweeter then melting sugar. Her name was perfect, easy to say and rolled right off your tongue. Her left shoulder was bare, containing no mark and I grinned sheepishly. Handing my glass to Kem, he smiled giving me a wink before leaving us. Feeling like I needed to do something. I stuck my hand out to her. Asking if she’d like to dance, her look was that of a frightened deer. As she seemed to want to say no, she went the other way. Grabbing my hand and pulling me onto the dance floor, strong grip for a girl her size.

Lacing my hands on her lower back, she seemed perfectly content pushing herself into me. Those slender finger twitched as she laced them together. She smelled like mint and lemons, something about the two worked for her.