~January's POV~
I sent her those notes. I should be the one that deserves all her attention. Me! And that's just what I'm going to get from her. Believe it! When I gave her the option, she seemed a little in distress. Like she was weighing her options. I have to admit, I kind of feel bad. If she were to leave her pack and mates, she'd be forced to live here with me. Or if she chose to stay with her pack and mates, they'd all be burned at the stake. By yours truly, of course. Must be difficult. Difficult indeed. She knew the answer but seemed like she couldn't bring herself to say it.
"Baby! Don't do it! We'll be fine!" Demos shouted.
Oì vey.
Shut up.
"Beta Gyser! Silence him!" I commanded.
"Yes, Alpha." Beta Gyser said.
He punched Demos. And then duck taped his mouth. Deimos got angry but knew not to speak. For he would meet the same fate Demos did.
"What's it gonna be?" I asked.
"Please... Don't do this..." Sparta said.
Ah, how I love to hear the sound of her angelic voice.
"Oh baby... There's no point in pleading with me." I said.
"Wait... Are you the January? The one from high school? The same one I go to now?" Sparta asked.
She finally put two and two together.
"Guilty as charged." I said, smirking.
"Why are you doing this?" She asked.
"Well, you're smart. Beautiful. Useful. Resourceful. And incredible on every level." I said.
She looked shocked by what I said.
"What? Do you ever get complimented at all?" I asked.
"I-I do..." She stuttered.
"Liar." I said.
"Hold up. Why am I feeling something towards you?" She asked.
"I'm your third chance mate." I said.
"H-How?" She asked.
"Orange wolves get three mates. The first chance. Then the second chance. Then the third chance. I am an Orange wolf too, just like you." I said.
"Am I your third?" She asked.
"No. You are my first." I said.
"So the pull is stronger for you?" She asked.
"Yes." I said.
She took a step back. Wood, my wolf, didn't like that.
"She's already been marked by those two morons over there!" Wood shouted.
"I know." I said.
Wood and I both didn't like that all too much.
"So... What's your answer?" I asked.
She looked at Deimos and Demos. They shook their heads at her. Their eyes almost pleading. She faced me again.
"The pull isn't very strong with you." She said.
"Not yet. The closer we are, like right now, the stronger it gets." I said.
"Shit." Sparta whispered.
"Yo, girl. We'll be fine." Her friend, Deanna, said.
Ah, so Deanna wants Sparta to leave. Interesting.
"Why is it they all want me to stay... But you want me to leave?" Sparta asked.
Oh jeepers, here we go.
"No reason." Deanna said.
Ah, Deanna is avoiding eye contact. Red flag anyone? No? Okay...
"You like them, don't you?" Sparta asked.
Oh, she's getting pissed. Watch out.
"N-No." Deanna said.
Stuttering. Second red flag.
"If you're secretly with them I will kill all three of you!" Sparta shouted.
Ouch. Want some ice for that burn?
"I-I'm not with them! They are your mates." Deanna said.
"You sure about that?" I asked.
Deanna and Sparta both looked at me. I handed Sparta pictures. They were all taken just a day ago. With her mates and Deanna acting all lovey-dovey.
"What...?" Sparta whispered.
Oh the sound of heartbreak. How tragic? But yet oh so romantic.
"Those-I can explain those!" Deanna shouted.
Panicked much? It sucks being confronted by your Luna. Sparta started crying. I could tell Deimos and Demos instantly knew what pictures they were. Their heads hung low in shame. I hate seeing Sparta cry. I had seen that too many times. I knew I shouldn't have done that. Or any of this. But it really was to protect her. It was only a matter of time before Sparta actually caught them in the act. And that would've hurt much more.
"You've been lying to me... All three of you!" Sparta shouted.
"Baby..." Deimos and Demos said.
"Luna..." Deanna said.
Sparta started visibly shaking.
"NO!" Sparta shouted.
She bolted up the basement stairs. She was never good with pressure and sadness. I growled at them and followed her.
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"Sparta?" I asked.
Now my voice is extremely deep. Every girl says that's one of my many charms. I heard whimpering. I opened up the bathroom door and saw her curled up in a ball on the floor, crying. Her arms covering her face. I felt bad. Really bad.
"Sparta... My little Enchilada..." I said.
"They lied to me, January. All this time... It's been a lie." She said.
Just hearing her sobs wrecked my insides.
"January?" She hiccuped.
Her heart is broken.
"Yes, Sparta?" I asked.
"I wanna be with you." She said.
I walked over to her. I held in my arms. She flinched. She feels the sparks just like I do.
"You won't hurt me... Will you?" She asked.
"No. I mean if you purposefully attack someone in our pack, then I would have too. Pack law. But I would NEVER intentionally hurt you." I said.
And that, my fine furry friends, is true.
"What would be my punishment if I did?" She asked.
I sighed.
"I have a silver collar that prevents you from shifting. So you would need to be in your wolf form. Well you could be in your human form too. And everyone you move, it would burn you. Since silver doesn't work always well with us werewolves. I'd put the collar on you, strap it to a chain, that is attached to a metal pole. And you'd be outside for a while." I said.
She looked at me, horrified.
"Please don't make me do that to you. Once our bond gets stronger, I'll feel that pain too." I said.
"Oh. I'll try not to. I'm just... Just... Very protective." Sparta said.
"And I'm protective, possessive, easily angered, and easily jealous. But I can be nice when I need to be. Only to my mate." I said.
"You're an Alpha. Those are all traits of one." Sparta said.
I chuckled.
"You know Alphas all too well." I said.
"Well I should. I mean... My twin brothers were my first chance mates, they rejected me instantly. Then Deimos and Demos are Alphas, they're my second chance mate. And now you, my third chance mate." Sparta said.
She has gone through way to much heartbreak in the past few weeks.
"I'll never treat you like they did. If you choose the option that lets you be with me to save them, you'll be my pack's Luna. Which we need. Being I have saved everything for you. My first kiss, my first love, my virginity. All that fun, happy stuff. And if you do choose that option, you will be treated like a queen. Trust me. I'll spoil you absolutely rotten and the pack most likely will too." I said.
She smiled.
"You saved everything for me?" She asked.
"Yes. You're my first chance mate. And even if you were my second or third, I would've saved myself for you too. But you're my first chance mate." I said.
"Deimos and Demos, my brothers, didn't save themselves for me. They reeked of other females." She said.
I growled. She had a saddened look in her eyes.
"I have my answer to your options." She said.
"What's that gonna be?" I asked.
"I choose..." She began.
I waited patiently for her to continue. I know this is still hard for her.
"You. If what you say is true, then it's worth it staying here with you. And if your pack will accept me, then I'll be here. I'll be the strong Luna they need me to be." She said.
I smiled.
"And I thank you." I said.
"And I thank you." She sang from that one Merci commercial.
My pack came rushing in.
"WE HAVE OUR LUNA!" They all shouted.
Sparta started screaming in pain. As we also heard it downstairs. Her marks from Deimos and Demos were disappearing. I held her close to me. When your mark disappears from your mate, that's the form of rejection. So she basically just rejected them. She whimpered. Her wolf didn't like her decision. But, Sparta does what she wants. Will I be hard on her? Yes. But I just don't want her to get hurt. It'll crush me if she does. Crush me. Trust me. I wiped away the tears in her eyes.
"When will this pain go away?" She asked.
"When I mark you." I said.
"Will they feel it?" She asked.
"Not anymore." I said.
She nodded. But she still felt the pain.
"It burns." She said.
Agonizing pain. That's what she's feeing as of now. She holds back another scream.
"Oh for fucks sake..." She whispered.
But we all heard her. I hate seeing my mate in pain. And our pack hates seeing their Luna in pain.
"My little Enchilada..." I said.
"I don't care what you do... Just help me." She begged.
"You want me to mark you? This soon?" I asked.
"Yes. Please... Make this pain disappear. Please..." She begged.
She needs me. And bad. I kissed her deeply. The proceeded to make my way towards where I would mark her. She was breathing heavily. Partly because of the pain and the other part because of the pleasure in giving her from getting closer to where my mark on her will be. I felt my canines elongate.
"This is gonna hurt..." I said.
"Do it." She commanded.
Well then... I punctured her neck. Marking her as mine. She whimpered in pain, then mentally moaned in pleasure.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Never better." She said.
She gave her genuine smile. She is my Angel. My little Enchilada. Mine.
Mine.
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