Jason’s POV
I lay on the shards of glass in disbelief. That little brat had pushed me down and made her escape. I wanted to burst into a scream, calling the guards to alert them but the shame overpowered me and I stayed silent.
What would they think of me! What would father say! Melissa wouldn't let me hear the end of this story!
All these thoughts ran through my head. It made me angrier. Angrier that I couldn’t do what I wanted how I wanted and all because my wolf needed more training cause it was born weak!
I just lay in the shards thinking of how my whole life would be better if I wasn’t weak and how perfect it would have been.
The thought turned to anger. Anger towards myself; for being born weak. Anger towards Melissa; for being so strong and the perfect child and a threat to my position as alpha.
Anger towards Maya for doing this to me!
The angrier I got, the more I needed to crush something and get all the pain out. So I clawed at the shards beside me and rolling my hands into fists, crushing the shards to tiny pieces, drawing blood from my palms.
It didn’t hurt like it was supposed to. It just felt right and gave me the satisfaction I needed. The anger slowly dissipated and I began to wonder where Melissa was.
She would normally have barged into the room, brooding or screaming cause father would let out his anger on her. She hadn't come yet.
I looked at my wall clock and it had been an hour since she had called me.
“ I’ll just give her five more minutes.” I said to myself. Still sitting on the shards.
Melissa pulled my door off its hinges as she walked in, stopping just a few paces from the doorway with a pissed glare on her face.
She had obviously been cautioned by father and now, it was time for us to argue.
“Did you or did you not understand when I said father requests your presence in the training room ? and that you could tend to your little omega later! I’ve been screamed at and threatened to be killed! Why do you do these things to me Jason?”
Melissa said with her death glare. She had the most beautiful looks in our pack but her eyes were full of death and rage. She was simply a psychopath.
Melissa stood in the doorway, glaring around the room, obviously looking for me when her death glare turned to a confused stare.
“Where is the bitch?” Melissa asked, referring to Maya. “ And why are you on the floor?”
“Maya isn’t in the room. She made for the borders, if you send the guards to get her, they can still catch up.” I pushed myself off the shards, while avoiding eye contact with Melissa.
“So you let the omega escape?” Melissa tilted her head at a disturbing angle as she glared at me.
“ I didn’t let her escape, she just managed to slip past me.” I growled at Melissa as I pulled the shards of glass from my hands and clothes.
“ I love you brother but this baffles even me. How in heaven’s name did a little omega get past you! She’s just an omega!” Melissa raised her tone from her usual proud low tone.
“ I don’t know Mel! She took me by surprise! So please, if you’re done, get the guards and let them go after her!” I barked at Melissa but she didn’t flinch.
She just rolled her eyes and gave me her signature death look and returned to her deadly low tone.
“ I love you Jason and I would do anything for you but, this is your mess. You fix it.” Melissa smiled at me. She was enjoying this.
“Get out of my room Melissa.” I growled , my head bent, trying to control my anger and not start a fight.
“ You’re gonna have to speak louder than that dear brother. I can’t hear you if you’re busy sulking with your head bent. “ Melissa said in a chirpy, nice voice like a princess fairy.
“Get out! Melissa!” I barked even louder. The smile on Melissa’s face vanished and she had her death glare on.
“Father still demands your presence in the training room.” Melissa said before she turned on her heels and walked away. Leaving me to my silence and frustration.
“ I would kill Maya, even if it's the last thing I do.” I said under my breath and headed to the training room.
Melissa’s POV
Jason was angry, I could tell by the way he bent his head and folded his fists till he drew more blood from his hands.
I wasn’t in the mood for a fight and father was awaiting my return with productive answers.
I walked out of Jason’s room to avoid another fight but I waited in the halls. If I didn’t return with Jason, I would be returned to the moon goddess.
Jason seemed to be taking his sweet, sweet time.
“Any time this century would be good brother.” I said in the halls. Jason looked up at me and his eyes were angry. I raised a brow, asking if he wanted to go here and now.
Jason just looked away and went to the training room. Jason walked past me and I could feel the anger sway past as he walked past. He was literally emitting anger.
I followed behind him with my proud look that everyone seemed to notice.
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