From Here to Ecstasy

Recap

I nudged her to her seat and pulled out her chair, her parents doing the same thing. Mom dropped down into a chair across from us, growling at one of the men who were staring at her, lust in his eyes.

“Dude, do you want to lose your eyes? Quit eye raping me. I have two mates and I don’t cheat on them,” my mom told the ass-hat from before.

Summer's POV

“But, baby, you are made for me,” the ass-hat replied as I growled at him, Willow and Griffith not far behind me.

Did this dude seriously just make a suggestive comment to me? Did he lose his mind? I figured it was time for me to play into this ‘mans’ hands. Was I going to let him disrespect me?

Hell no!

Was I going to let him get by with treating me like an object?

Fuck no!

I stood up from my chair and walked over to him, swinging my hips, a move I had used with my mates a time or two. I made it to him and walked my fingers up his chest, wanting to shudder and puke. I leaned down, holding onto the hand rests. I moved forward as if I was going to kiss him. “If you think I would fuck you at any time you are sadly mistaken.” I jerked the collar of his shirt forward and growled in his face. Athena wasn’t happy with this fool, no, she was furious, but trying to keep her anger down as much as we could with this fucker.

The man paled and ducked his head. “I’m sorry.”

I threw him back into his chair and walked over to my seat. I picked up my water and poured it on my hands, teleporting a towel to dry my hands. I was sick at my stomach. I didn’t want to touch the fucker at all, but I needed to get my point across. It was a good thing my mates weren’t here or he might have had his throat torn out.

I groaned in my mind as my mates showed up behind me. I desperately wanted to roll my eyes at them. They growled at the idiot, making the ground shake. I knew they worried about me, but to think they thought I couldn’t put this mutt in his place was wrong on so many levels.

“We know you can, Summer,” Zane mind-linked me.

“If you ever disrespect our mate again I will show you what hell looks like. You will be in unimaginable pain. I will hurt you then let you heal and do it all over again. You got me?” My dad, Blaine, growled out.

“Why? She’s just a woman. She knows she wants me but she’s too afraid to take me up on my offer,” the ass-hat taunted.

This mutt was asking for an ass-whooping.

I put my hands on both of my mate's arms, calming them down instantly. I walked over to the mutt and smiled at him, the smile my kids said was scary, only this mutt wasn’t afraid. I leaned over and growled. “I’m not an object you can play with. What the hell is wrong with you? Haven’t you ever been taught that women are sacred and should be protected?”

“I’ve been taught that women are lower than men. I’ve been taught they are for our enjoyment. They only play as if they don’t want me or any of these men,” he answered as he smirked at me, the other men in the room giving him disgusted looks.

Is this mutt on crack?

“You shouldn’t have made that comment. I’ll tell you what..." I trailed off. "If you can beat me in the training circle I will be yours, but if not then you will be dead, deal?” I asked him, knowing my mates would be smiling behind me.

“Deal. A woman can’t beat me. You’re too fragile,” the ass-hat commented as I rolled my eyes and walked out of the dining hall, my stomach growing.

The stupid mother-fucker was causing me to miss a meal. I teleported some energy bars, eating them quickly. I knew I would need the energy. I was wondering why he was so confident. He had to know of me. Who I am. What I can do. So, why is he fighting for a chance to mate with me?

Well, shit! He either wants a powerful pup or he made me mad on purpose. I needed to know what he was before we fought. I needed to know what his power was. Is he a vampyre? A hybrid? A witch? Or something else? I asked the air to change directions, wanting to know what he was hiding.

I felt Asher join his wolf with mine. “Hi, Momma, I’m here to help. Have you figured out what he is yet?”

“I have a feeling you already know, but give me a second to find out.” I took a deep breath in through my nose, knowing instantly he was something else. “Yeah, I know what he is.”

I felt my mom in my mind, but it was a different feeling of just her talking to me. “Summer, you can beat him. I’m blocking him from reading your mind and your wolf, although Athena’s mind can’t be read. Willow is blocking him from reading everyone else’s mind. Go with your gut on this one. You have him pegged.”

Fuckedy, fuck!

I was seriously hoping I was wrong, but my gut wins again.

I kept my face blank, not giving away that I knew what he was. I saw when Griffith took a huge breathe in. I was proud of the blank look on his face, knowing I had taught my children well.

I saw Micah walk into the training circle, a smile on his face. I could tell he was enjoying himself. Micah went over the rules, letting the fuck-face know he had to only make me submit to win, but I could kill him. The fuck-face had a smile on his face when he agreed.

I shook my body, mentally, to get rid of the anger. If he was wanting me to fight in anger then he would be wrong. I wasn’t losing my soul because of him. I didn’t want to turn into a dark witch, especially with the amount of power I held.

I heard the words fight, bringing my mind back on the fucker, just in time to see him dance suggestively. He was holding his junk and thrusting his hips forward, making me want to puke. He looked like an idiot. He wasn’t any good at his dance, not like my mates. Now, those men could dance. This fucker looked as if he was having a seizure while someone cut off his cock, something that needed to be done sooner than later.

“Can we be the one who takes away his cock? Please, Summer, I want to keep him from raping any more women,” my wolf begged, making me want to laugh.

“Great minds think alike,” I told her as she chuckled darkly in the back of my mind. “But, it means we will have to touch his cock, something I very much don’t want to do.” I could see her pouting as she sat up and begged. I was trying not to laugh at her antics but it was a close one.

I saw the fuck-face still dancing. “Are you done looking as if you smoked crack?”

He stopped dancing, thank the Goddess, and narrowed his eyes at me. I could feel him trying to read my mind, causing a minor headache to form. He tried even more forcefully. I threw the headache back at him, causing him to almost stumble and almost go to his knee.

“What the hell are you?” He asked as he shook his head.

I raised an eyebrow at his question. “Why? Would it make a difference? You wanted to win me in a fight, so quit worrying about what I am or what I’m not.”

He roared. “I asked you what you are!”

"And, I didn't answer!" I answered in a monotone voice.