[DISCONTINUED] My Mate Is A Guy?! BoyxBoy

Silly Little Things

Jett

 

I yank the shorts on, running at the same time. They need to be there when I go back. If they’re not they’ll just prolong me finding them. This night is going on forever, I think as I grit my teeth and run. The speed my mind is running out certainly out matches my actual running speed. I shut out any biased thoughts before I get any hard, cold facts. When I pull to a halt Riley is still screaming at Bethany.

“I need answers,” I interrupt them and stalk over.

“Get in line,” Riley snarls. I look him down with a growl. No way I’m taking any shit from him tonight. I move my attention to Bethany.

“Tell me everything,” I snarl at her.

“I already did.”

“You told me stuff to turn my back on Sam and I’d hate to break it to you but that’s not happening. Not now and not ever.”

Bethany blinks a few times, “even after he murdered your mother?”

I gulp, “even after her murdered my mother.”

“Why? He’s nothing to you. He’s an omega. You have no bond to him,” Bethany presses.

“He’s my mate. And if that’s not a bond I don’t know what the hell is,” I pause and take a breath, “now is there anything else you’d like to add to your little performance earlier or will I just make my decision now?”

“Your decision about what?” Bethany scoffs, “you have no authority in this pack.”

I tilt my head to the side and smirk, “really? The packs alpha has no authority?”

“Don’t be stupid, you’re not the alpha. Not until I appoint you as one,” Bethany takes a few steps back.

“Rethink your logic. Were you unaware that that feeling of power of being alpha was gone as soon as you issued the plan to kill Sam? I got it. Maybe you’re time was up being alpha. I felt that power as soon as I shifted for the second time. And I still feel it,” I smirk even more, “you’re nothing right now, Bethany.”

“This is absurd!”

I hear Riley retreating towards the trees. I beckon him back with the crook of my finger.

“Nu-uh. Come back here. I’m not finished with you.” Due to the fact that Riley is still a part of the pack he has to follow alpha’s orders. And that feels fucking awesome. To be quite honest I haven’t thought of what to do with them both. And Serena ran off when I jumped in.

“You both planned to kill the only being that made this pack useful to me, that’s not going to go off lightly.”

Bethany looks at me right in the eyes, “if you kill us you’ve become us.”

I lean down to her face, “and that is exactly the reason why I don’t wring your necks,” I stand back up to my full height, my hair falling into my eyes, “who is Sam’s father? I’m sure he’s someone who wouldn’t hate him at the first sign of trouble,” insert glare at Riley.

“I’ve been trying to get that answer from her since you left with omeg- Sam,” he quickly corrects himself.

“Bethany, please enlighten us. We’re both dying to hear this.” I cross my arms over my chest and stare her down. She bites her lip and furrows her eyebrows.

“Thom Klieg.”

“Who the fuck is he?!” Riley screams. I shush him.

“Yeah, who is he?”

Bethany shakes her head, “I don’t know. I just know that he’s the boy’s father. Good luck finding out the rest.”

I nod and look down at the ground. “You’ve served your purpose. Have fun in your rogue lives.”

Their eyes bugle.

“What do you mean rogue?” Riley shouts at me.

“You can’t possibly be kicking us out of the pack!”

I shrug, “if I keep you, you’ll try to hurt Sam. If I order you to leave and never come back you have to obey that order.”

Riley gapes at me, with his mouth wide like a fish.

“Unless you’d actually like to say goodbye to any members of the pack I would rather you leave now,” I tell them, staring at them hard in the eyes to let them know that I mean business.

“What about Serena?” Riley questions in a quiet voice.

“I’ll leave that decision to Felicity,” I turn and walk back the way I came. “If you’re both not gone by morning and if you both don’t stay gone, I may rethink my opposition to kill you.”

I look to my left. Caleb’s body is still there, neck snapped. I feel a pang in my gut and pick him up, bridal style. No matter how much of a jerk he was to me he didn’t deserve to die. And he deserves a decent burial, not some crappy abandoning. Felicity would want to be there to say her final goodbyes. Oh God, I can’t even fathom how she must be feeling right now.

As I begin to walk I hear running on the forest floor and smile to myself. Being powerful feels good. That good feeling quickly disappears when I think of Sam again. He looked crushed when I brought him back. I gulp.

I still don’t know what to think about Sam killing my mother and his. I love him, that much is clear. But me being able to forgive and forget this seems a bit farfetched. Though, come to think of it, so is the concept of my Sam killing someone. Hurt someone if imposing a threat on someone he loves, yes. But killing someone he loves, or even killing a stranger, no. It seems too hard to believe.

While walking back to the house with Caleb I reflect on all past events. Reflecting how much has happened since the innocent first date with Sam.

A moment of pure insanity crosses my mind. Would I rather be completely in the dark about all of this? That none of this never happened? No. That’s absurd. I wouldn’t have met Sam.

But will I be able to look at him in the eyes again?

Oh God. A cousin of the headache I had on the day I first started the change comes back from all this intense thinking.

Within ten minutes of brisk walking I see the lights of the house. A silhouette is clearly visible in the doorframe and as I go closer I see that it’s my father. He gives me a sad smile.

“How are they?” I ask.

“Felicity has just managed to cry herself to sleep and Sam is in the middle of a severe nightmare. I tried to shake him awake but he attacked me in his sleep.” He looks down at Caleb’s body in my arms, “take him around back, we can bury him in the morning.”

As I walk through the house I can clearly hear Felicity sobbing to my left, Sam thrashing about to my right and the sheer silence that came from Caleb in my arms. 

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