Rejected by My Bully, Claimed by the Alpha King (Raven, Ryker, Rebel) novel Chapter 57

“What are you doing out here?” Turning around to him.

“Looking for you. What’s wrong?” Such a smart man, even he could pick up on my mood.

“Just missing home is all. Shouldn’t you be inside?” Nodding, he took my hand.

“Come, Alpha Serge wants to thank you”

“Me what for?” Following behind him.

“Cause if it weren’t or you, this place would have been a disaster” His eyes showed me something new, a proud look like I had done something right. It caused me to blush at the complement.

Inside seemed to be bustling with laughter and happy sounds, children played while friends and families talked about good times. Wrapping his arm around my waist, Jackson shot me a reassuring smile before pulling me deeper into the crowd. Alpha Serge was sitting at the second seat at the head of the table with his sister sitting to his left, again I frowned at her looks. Damn her….why couldn’t she just be a bubbling blonde.

“Alpha Serge you remember Fina?” Jackson said, pulling me to his side.

“Aww Yes, the Dark Angel. I heard from a little birdie this is all your doing” Standing up, I didn’t miss the shock from his sister. Smirking I already felt a little better about this, so called hello.

“Yes, I did help. But not without everyone else support.” Being as polite as I could around them.

“Such modesty, I really am taken with you Fina” Taking my hand, he kissed it. This time Jackson didn’t miss a beat, in pulling me closer. I was already crammed tightly under his arm, now just

seemed like over kill.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me brother?” His sister asked, coming around as well.

Damn it she even sounds pretty…..

“Oh forgive me, Fina this is my lovely sister Nalee” Shaking her hand, I smiled.

“Nice to meet you”

What they couldn’t settle on one name…..

„chapter 5

They talked about random affairs, as Nalee chatted with some of her bromes p

was, so I looked around finding Sam drinking in a corner. Leaving Jackson I smiled as I grew closer to Sam, he seemed to sigh happily at my approach.

“You look like your having fun” I teased.

“God, I’m so bored” Leaning against the wall with him, he handed me a new glass of wine.

“How was talking with Alpha Serge and his sister?” Rising his brow, before taking a sip.

“About as much fun as you were having before I graced your presents.” Laughing as he wiped his mouth, his eyes fell forward again.

“What was your old pack like?” I stood silent for a few seconds, before all

his question.

Are you getting snippy with me?” Sounding almost like he growled.

“Perhaps it the wine talking” Shaking my glass ever so lightly, before downing the last bit.

“Blaming a beverage on your behavior now? How coy” Snorting as he followed me out of the main

room.

“Nothing coy about me Jackson, I just tell the truth” Giving him a flirtatious look over my shoulders. Hearing his deep rumbling, I nearly lost my will to walk straight. Heading up the stairs he was stopped by a member, leaning my back against the wall I waited. Maybe it was the wine, or the desire to be touched either way I wanted him. Tonight had opened my eyes to the threat Jex caused in my heart, that one tiny string that let me know he was alive was breaking me apart. This had to end, I needed to move on with my life like he clearly had. Jackson finished his conversation, stopping dead in his tracks as he eyed me up and down.

“See something you like?” Purring. His eyes darkened, filling with the lust and desire I had long looked for. Never had a man looked at me like that, not even my mate had shown that much interest

in me.

“I see more then one thing I want” Taking a slow walk up the stairs, slipping his arm around my

back crashing me into his chest. He looked stunning as usual in his black silk button up shirt, and

matching slacks. A deep burnt orange colored tie hung just low enough, to make me want to grab hold. His smell was fresh Irish spring soap and power, still to this day I can’t tell you what power

smelled like. But it was alluring like cat nip to a feline, it brought me in closer to his warm whiskey

smelling breath. Even the smell of the whiskey sent shiver on journey to my inner thighs, biting my lip I heard him growl.