The defiant mate by Fennifer Francis novel Chapter 7

Jay-la POV

She was walked into the once familiar packhouse. It smelled the same. Cedar and coffee as well as the delicious smell of many foods wafted to her from where she knew the kitchen and pack dining room was, it was likely dinner time, the sun was low in the sky but not dark out side, most of the wolves would come to the pack house dinning room to eat and be social with each other at the end of the day.

Jay-la did not look up, did not care to see the stares she would receive as they judged her on her very bloody and dishevelled appearance, nor did she wish to see the looks on anyone’s face as they realised who she was or that she was the traitor who had attacked their Luna years ago.

She was walked into the Alpha’s office, her heart beat rapidly and heavily inside her chest, as she felt eyes on her, she knew who’s they were. She had always known when he was looking right at her. Now it was no different from before.

He didn’t say a single word, just stared at her, she could feel the anger pouring off of him, so much anger at just the sight of her. He clearly still hated her, nothing would ever change that it seemed. Again that familiar tinge of pain spread through her chest, only with her hands cuffed behind her she couldn’t rub her heart to ease it away like she would normally do.

Jackson walked her all the way across the room and pushed her gently into the chair directly in front of his desk, which he was either sitting or standing behind. She did not care to look at him.

“Look at me!” he demanded of her. She could hear how he was trying to control the anger in his voice, but failing, his rage for her 1 mistake all those years ago, but could not ignore the command he had issued her. Jay-la did not want to look at this man, did not want to have to nearly feel like she was drowning in the depth of his dark blue eyes, so dark they were like looking at the ocean.

Her tear-filled eyes moved in an upward direction, he was wearing a charcoal grey suit, unbuttoned with a crisp white shirt underneath, the top three buttons also undone, exposing the smooth tanned skin beneath. His lips were pressed together in a tightly thin line, his blond hair styled just like it used to be, short on the sides, long on the top, looked as though he’d been running his hands through it. No…she told herself, likely his Luna had probably been with him recently.

Her eyes met his deep dark blue ones, so filled with anger were they, at just looking at her, that she couldn’t help it, more tears spilled from her green eyes. He’d never look at her the way he used to. She could not hold his angry gaze for more than a few seconds, it hurt her way too much, her eyes fell away to look at the floor.

This man, the father of her children, hated her so much, his rage was barely contained.

She heard his office door open with a loud bang as it bounced into the wall with the force it had be shoved open with and her eyes were drawn to it. Alpha Blaine strode into the room, his eyes fell on her a look of utter shock crossed his face, as he looked over her from head to toe and then back again. “There is trouble son!” he stated flatly, though his eyes never moved from her “you’re mother just recorded this.”

Both Alpha Nathan and his Beta Jackson’s attention were shifted away from her and to Alpha Blaine, Jay-la took the moment to rush up from her seat and run over to him. Her former Alpha, he had not banished her, had not severed her from the pack, he must feel something, some compassion for her. She had to beg him for help, it was not beneath her to beg, not at this point, nothing was beneath her when it came to her children and she would beg him for help to get back to them. Her children, his grandchildren, not that he knew that. But still she had to try, had to beg and plead, he was probably the only one who could help her now.

She fell to her knees right at his feet, bearing the pain from aggravating her already wounded knees, “Alpha Blaine please, I beg you. Help me” tears streamed from her eyes as she looked up at him and sobbed out her plea.

He looked down at her, she thought she could see genuine concern and pity for her, but her eyes were blurry with tears, she couldn’t be certain, he would help her. He knew both her parents and she had made just 1 error in her life. Could forgiveness be granted “please.” she sobbed again when he did not answer her “I have 3 children, a family” she didn’t care at this point who knew about her children, she did not have to say who their father was, he just needed to believe her.

His eyes widened in shock. She had not misread that at all, she heard a gasp and a growl fill the room, Alpha Blaine knelt down and touched his forehead to hers. “ Show me child”. She knew he had a unique ability to see into someone’s mind if the other was willing, should she? Yes, she didn’t care at this point, she had to make him believe her.

She closed her eyes and pulled a mental image of her children into her mind, them playing in the living room like they did every day. She felt his mind reach out and grab it, pull it towards him to see for himself. It took less than a few seconds, and then he let the image go and stood up.

“ Please.” she begged him again, bowing her head so low that her head touched the floor before his feet. “don’t let them become motherless.”

“Get her up.” She heard Alpha Nathan roar so filled with anger that she had turned to the previous alpha for help.

She felt hands on her arms as she was picked up off the floor and moved to a standing position. Beta Jackson’s touch had been gentle when he had gotten her up.

The wall-mounted TV turned on as Jackson brushed her blood-soaked hair from her face, she looked up into his grey eyes pleadingly and mouthed ‘please’. It was no use…Unless Nathan told him to release her she was going nowhere it seemed. She would remain his prisoner, regardless that she had just proved she did have children, until he saw fit.

Her attention was drawn to the voice on the TV. She saw one Eric Stanton standing before the company’s press conference podium. He looked very pissed off and unhappy. A shiver ran through her body, for even he was a scary man when he was angry. A human force to be reckoned with he was, not many in the human world would go up against him.

What he said next shocked her, he was talking about her, that she had been kidnapped, then grainy footage of her being grabbed by two men outside of her apartment building, a cloth shoved over her face and something injected into her neck with a large syringe before she had been dragged off into a dark coloured unmarked van. It was clearly her she recognised the clothes she was wearing, although now her white chiffon blouse was filthy dirty, ripped and blood-stained as was her light pink pencil skirt, the stockings she was wearing were laddered and holey, and her once neat french rolled hair was now hanging loosely about her in a blood stained and messy state.

The screen flashed back to Eric, more anger could be seen in his expression. “I believe I know who took Miss Freeman, I have provided the details to the Federal Police and an investigation is under way at this very moment.”

Eric raised his hand and there in it was the Black Envelope that she had been sent by Alpha Nathan. Eric went on to read the contents of the letter to the press and then gave the author’s name, turned it around and showed it to the camera which zoomed in on it so anyone watching the broadcast could read it for themselves.

He continued “Mr Nathan Browning of Browning Corporation, I believe this letter is a threat directed at my employee Jay-la, I am informing you that I have used my skill and authority as a prosecutor to make it known that I believe you are the number 1 suspect in her kg, that you have taken her against her will and when I find out the truth, and I will. My entire team will be coming for you and your corporation.

No harm must come to Miss Freeman and you will return her at once. Do not orphan her 3 children.”