Alkine Academy

I can't keep my eyes off of her.

After the auction Ora decided that we should all sit down and come up with a major plan on how to get Jaci out of her unfortunate predicament.

That was two nights ago. Now we're all sitting in the kitchen, at the kitchen table, trying to devise a plan that will either get Jaci out of all this bullshit or of a way to at least keep her safe while she will be in the presence of that asshole better known as non other than fucking DC.

Jaci has yet to utter a single word to any of us for two entire days straight. She's sitting across the table from me with her head lowered, not even focusing on our conversation.

We have tried to get her to communicate with each of us but all of our attempts in trying only ended up in complete failure.

She's blaming all of us.

I'm use to her silence toward me but my brothers find it to be unbearable. They can't handle that she is this closed off toward them.

Now they know exactly what I have to suffer through every fucking single day.

Though in my situation I am the one to blame for my circumstances, not her. It doesn't negate the fact that I have apologized profusely for days now. Jaci tends to block out her emotions toward me every-time I try to initiate any type of remorse toward her and our feelings.

I'm truly wondering if she actually hates me? As much she portrays her dislike for me or any confrontation from me, I beginning to think that she truly does actually despise me.

I couldn't blame her if she does though. I'm the guilty party. My guilt is eating away at me daily.

I just don't know what to do or how to show her that my words are actually genuine, for once?

I am no longer with Max in anyway shape or form. I rarely see him or even talk to him for that matter.

After that night I resolve to myself that I was only fooling myself by being with Max in the first damn place.

It's her I so desperately want and need. Now I only have to find a way to convince her that what I'm truly feeling and saying is the absolute and honest truth.

I just don't know to do that!

Sometimes I wish I could just turn back time and change everything that I have done to her in the past but wishes don't come true, unfortunately.

But somehow, someway, I will find a way to convince her that I am truly regretful for my actions and that I would never hurt her like that again: ever!

"Cal!" Ora screams at me tearing me away from my ramblings.

My eyes lock onto his instantly, everyone at the table is staring at me with the exception of Jaci of course, she never once raised her head at Oras gruffness.

"What?" I grumble out to him. I'm not in the best fucking mood these days as I'm sure he already knows by the disparaging looks that I'm giving him.

"I called your name three times already. Pay attention! This is fucking important!" Like I didn't know that shit already. Leaning back in my seat, I cross my arms defensively, releasing a frustrated huff.

"I know!" I grit out.

Turning my attention back to Jaci.

Her head is still lowered on her chest, you would think she was dead if it wasn't for her breathing lightly I would think she was actually comatose.

I'm really sick and damn tired of seeing her this so damn despondent. This is not like her and it's making me desperate to see the old Jacis return.

"Jaci!" I scream her name so loudly that everyone at the table gets startled in their seats.

Jaci eventually comes out of her apparent stupor, she raises her head finally, shooting daggers directly at me.

Good! At least that's some type of emotion. I was staring to think that she would never come out of her depressing state.

"Care to participate in this conversation? This is about you after all!" I snidely remark glaring daggers back at her.

If my nagging temperament is the only way to get her out of her emotionless state then so be it. I will gladly be the bad guy, sacrificing myself for the greater good and all that stupid shit.

I'd prefer to have her mad at me than be some type of emotionless robot that she was blatantly starting to become.

"Don't start your shit with me Cal! I'm not in the mood!" She spitefully tells me.

There you go baby. That's the woman I know and love.

Giving her a little sly smirk, I lean my arms on the table, with my gaze never once leaving hers.

"Welcome back!" I gleefully tell her.

She furrows her brows in confusion, crossing her arms now across her chest bringing those hypnotic rounded breast up for my full viewing. My eyes lower to her rising breast lustfully.

It's been far too long since I've been with this woman that I crave so damn much that it's actually driving me completely bananas.

She notices my leering at her quickly, she drops her arms away from her delightful breast much too soon for my liking. Giving me an exasperated sigh, I can't help but to admire her gumption.

Our little vixen!

Already such a damn fireball when the need warrants it.

"Stop staring" Jaci demands clearly upset at me ogling her so openly.

"Can't help it you look so....tasty!" I provocatively tell her. With my heated eyes never leaving her lovely breast. She hesitantly pulls down on her shirt, adjusting the material, causing the erotic view of her full rounded mounds to be displayed innocently. Making my dick twitch in my jeans as soon as I see the well curved imagine. "Damn?" I growl out desperately wanting to wrap my hands her voluptuous lumps and knead them both with my duck sliding slowly in between them.

The imagine has me full on hard now, adjusting in my seat but still my eyes never leave the provocative showing.

"Damn dude you really need to get laid." Faron so embarrassingly whispers to me, leaning over to me, looking down at my apparent boner but the damn fool doesn't realize that everyone at the table can hear him very clearly or maybe he does and doesn't give a damn that he's embarrassing me?

Asshole!

Jaci eyes me wearily from across the table when Faron mentions my untimely erection. That didn't surprise me, what surprises me is the little smirk she now has on her face toward me. Cracking down on her solid bricked walls she has built so protectively against me.

It gives me some semblance of hope.

"Can we please get back to the matter at hand?" Ora defensively demands.

I know the bastard is upset over placing Jaci in this situation, but man he's been a nothing but a grouchy asshole since the night of the auction.

More than likely blaming himself for our current opposition. At first we were all blaming Ora for messing up so dramatically but since we have had time to recuperate we soon realized that he had no other option in what he so foolishly decided.

Jaci is the only one who hasn't forgiven him for his folly. But who can blame her though she is the one that has to eventually spend the entire weekend with an asshole that's devious and cunning.

"So what's your plan oh mighty one?" I jokingly question him. Ora glares at me from across the table just like Jaci did earlier. Shrugging my shoulders nonchalantly toward him, I can't help it if the dude can't take a damn joke even if his life depended on it.

But hearing a tiny giggle across the table makes my heart rapidly beat inside my chest cavity.

Second time today that Jaci has actually allowed that wall to slightly crumble giving me even more hope for our future.

"Cal I'm going to need you to go with Yonan and Greg Friday?" Ora ungraciously informs me. What the hell?

"Why do I have to go with those losers?" Yonan and Greg are members in our gang. Both are loyal to all of us but they are both imbeciles. Always goofing off and laughing at their own stupid ridiculous jokes. Complete fucking morons in my opinion.

"Because, oh wise one, you are the only one of us that actually fly! Once you reach Jacis and DCs destination you can fly to wherever he takes her without being noticed!" Ora so carelessly informs me. Jaci let's out another tiny giggle at his declaration. Ora jerks his head towards her instantly, the look of admiration on his face purely defies all logic. The damn guy is truly smitten.

I've never seen him so enamored before over anybody.

And with Jaci finally showing some sign of her former self apparently gives him and I both a little hope to hold on to. Thankfully.

"You don't think DC will notice a twenty foot tall fucking dragon?" I ask Ora incredulously.

I'm a big fucking big dragon the odds of DC not noticing me, even in flight, will be minuscule.

"I've contacted a witch that will put a cloaking spell on you." Ora quips. I stare at him in wonderment.

How does he even know a damn witch that can preform such a spell in the first place? Excluding one of our professors but I know that Ora would not ask Ms. Zed to be involved in this type of operation on any given day.

Faron and Asher both stare at Ora exactly the same way that I'm staring at him currently. Apparently Ora isn't taking any chances when it comes to Jacis safety. But why is he all of the sudden acting so mysterious?

"Who?" Asher questions Ora.

We all wait for Oras answer patiently. Ora hesitates squirming in his chair, trying to avoid each of our glances.

My gut clenches up because I have a feeling the whatever he is about to say will be detrimental for all of us.

He sighs out, with his gaze locked onto Jaci he drops the bombshell I was so hoping we would all avoid, "Cynthia." Hearing her name sends chills down my spine. Jaci jumps up abruptly from her seat making the chair fall precariously onto the linoleum loudly.

The look on her beautiful face is amazing different that the one she had earlier. She went from almost looking like our normal Jaci to an over heated and well deserved pissed off mate in a matter of seconds!

And I can't blame her.

"You're out of you're fucking mind Ora if you think for one second I will allow that bitch anywhere near any of you or me!" Jaci starts pacing back and forth you can practically see the steam coming out from her ears, she's so damn angry.

I can feel the deep pit of doom that's in my stomach dropping instantaneously.

Suddenly she stops in her tracks eyeing Ora inquisitively.

"When did you talk to her Ora?" Jaci barley whispers her question, leaning down over Oras shoulder, waiting for his reply. Ora starts fidgeting in his seat trying his best not to look directly into Jaci eyes.

"Last night. But sweet cheeks I had to please understand." Ora practically begs for understanding but Jaci isn't having none of it.

"How?" When Ora doesn't answer, Jaci grabs his chin between her tiny hands making him look directly at her, "How did you talk to her Ora?" Ora remains silent. Faron, Asher, and I all watch the confrontation with bated breaths knowing if Ora gives her the wrong answer all of our relationships with Jaci is at fucking stake.

Ora finally answers though it was in a low grumble we all heard his undefined and guilty as hell reply. "I went to see her." Those five words is all it takes for Jaci to lose all of her self control.

She stands up straight, slowly, balling her tiny hands into little rounded fist, then she does something that inevitably shock all of us sitting at the table.

She punches Ora directly in his face, clipping his nose painfully. Making Oras head snap back forcibly as he grunts out in pain.

Before anyone can usher a reply to her she storms off from all of us dismissively, slamming Asher's bedroom door with loud bang and brutal defiance.

Ora remains seated in his chair, rubbing his now hurt nose, regretting his actions thoroughly, he avoids eye contact with any of us.

"Shit!" Asher grits out as he rises from his chair stalking off from the kitchen to chase after Jaci.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Faron ask Ora angrily, with his fist balling up on the table I watch them both closely. Preparing myself to jump in if this turns into an unwelcome fight between the two of them.

"I was only trying to keep her safe Faron. I didn't have any other choice?" Ora tells Faron, defending his actions still rubbing his aching nose.

"You've been saying that a lot here lately. You didn't have any choice but to put Jaci through the challenges, you didn't have any choice but to put Jaci through the auction, and apparently you didn't have any fucking choice in seeing your ex on Jacis behalf." Faron takes a dramatic pause, " You know what I honestly think Ora?" He doesn't wait for Ora to reply, "I think your choices here lately are complete bullshit! You did have a choice! You had a choice to put Jaci through the challenges, you had a choice to put Jaci through the auction, and you damn sure had a choice on finding another witch to preform the spell besides the one you were so openly still fucking while you knew you had a mate. Hell! Jaci is a witch! I think it's excuses rather than choices! I honestly think that after every fucking choice, oh, no wait, I mean excuses, that you have made, that even Cal would have made better choices, concerning Jaci, than you ever have!" Faron stands up from his seat, slamming his fist down roughly on the table.

"I think you're intentionally trying to fuck up our relationship with Jaci and I seriously think that you don't give a good damn who you hurt in the fucking process! Did you fuck her?Did you fuck Cynthia while you were there?" Faron accuses Ora. Ora quickly jumps up from his seat, placing his hands on the table he glares down at Faron.

"I would never hurt her in that way!" Ora defends himself. "I love her Faron! She means the world to me!"

"You have before. You and Cal both! How can I trust you? I don't even think I recognize you anymore. I thought after the bonding that you truly loved her but after you so callously went to Cynthia I'm not so sure that you actually do." Ora knocks a pitcher of water off the table, that was presently on it, unto the floor in anger. Faron doesn't even flinch from Ora's dramatics.

"I do love her Faron! More than you can you can possibly ever imagine!" My eyes keep flickering back and forth between them. Just watching the argument from the sidelines.

I hate to see them both so angry at each other and to throw my name into the mix of their argument only makes me want to interfere more.

But I anxiously hold my tongue, realizing that I've done enough damage already, if I open my mouth I can only bring more hell down upon me and destroy what little progress that Jaci and I have attempted to make.

So I chose or remain silent, for now anyway, biting my tongue I let them continue with their ridiculous quarrel.

"Well Ora you certainly don't show it by your actions! If I don't believe that you love her then just stop and think about how Jaci actually feels? Every since she has entered our lives you two have done nothing but show her negativity in your actions! Pushed her away saying that is for her own damn good! It's actually absurd! How is she suppose to believe that either of you love her? Honestly, if I was in her shoes I would have rejected both of your stupid asses the very first day I fucking met you." Faron screams out at both of us this time then pounds his fist on table abruptly, eyeing us both heatedly, he angrily growls before he walks away from us after giving us his heartfelt but ferocious speech.

We both grow silent, finally realizing the devastation that we have both irrevocably caused since meeting Jaci.

I can't believe how foolishly we both have been acting.

"Do you?" I quietly ask Ora.

"Do I what Cal?" Ora sighs.

"Do you love her? I mean really love her like you can't live without her. Like...she's your every thought before you go to sleep and in your every thought when you wake up? Like..you can't think of anyone else but her. Like it's all consuming, like you can't get enough of her? Like you crave her?" I ask him passionately. "Do you loved her that much?"

Ora doesn't hesitate in his answer. "More than my own life. She means more to me than anyone on this God forsaken fucking planet. I didn't think I would love her like I do but, I do Cal. I love her immensely." Ora sits back in his seat, placing his hands on his head with his elbows firmly planted on the table. "So much so that sometimes I can't even fucking breathe!"

"Now I fucked up! You want to know the most fucked up thing about all of this?" Ora mumbles between his hands.

"What?" I ask him curiously.

"The night of the bonding we all told her exactly how we all felt. Pouring our hearts out to her, telling her we love her and she never once said those three words back to either of us. I don't think she loves us as much as we love her and who can blame her though. You and I have put her through so much shit I doubt that she would ever be able to love either of us. We did this to ourselves. We asked for it. Asher and Faron deserve her love in return but we sure don't." During his depressing rant I suddenly realize how detrimental both Oras and I situations actually are.

What if she never reciprocates our love?

A one sided love affair is not something I can ever envisioning happening to either of us.

But he's right. We did this and we deserve everything that Jaci throws at us.

"Then we will just have to find a way to her show her how much we desperately love her and beg her for her forgiveness, regardless if it takes a lifetime or not. It's just something we are both going to have to face." My own admission doesn't go down easy.

Knowing full well that it is going to take a fucking miracle for Jaci to forgive either of us.

One way or the other I will work like hell to prove to her that I wholeheartedly mean every declaration of love that I spew out to her. I will prove my devotion.

"No matter what. I will show her how much I love her and how much I literally fucked up!" Looking back to Ora he nods his head agreeing with my new found determination.

Now we both have to figure out just how we can go about doing just that!