Kill or Be Killed (#1 Eastern Werewolves Pack Series)

Jaxon groaned when he heard the giggles of a young girl outside his room. He snatched the pillow and put it over his head, hoping to obstruct the giggles before the door swung open.

“Jaxon, it’s time to go,” Jain, his 10-years of age sister, said before she hopped onto his bed.

She bounced here and there on his bed while he continued groaning. The entire week of work depleted his energy. He had been in and out of his territory to help Cohen and his pack.

Jain pulled the pillow from his face and sat on his chest. Her huge dark-colored eyes flickered with such a great amount of enthusiasm. Jain was the genuine duplicate of their mother with her long straight dark colored hair and dimples when she grinned. The age gap between Jaxon and his sister was twenty years apart. He would rather not know why their parents chose it as the ideal opportunity for another child. If he must be straightforward, the people who had no acquaintance with him believed Jain was his daughter. He would not like to argue. He was indistinguishable from his sister.

“Peanut, can we postpone it for tomorrow?” he asked, shutting his eyes.

She would not back down. She was as stubborn as him.

Jain used her thumb and index finger to open his eyelid. “But you promised.”

“Jaxon!” a sharp tone resounded outside his room.

The Alpha’s eyes widened in horror. What the heck did that woman do here at this early hour? He lifted his sister and put her on the bed before he rushed to close the door shut. After what had occurred among him and Stacie, he had installed a few locks on the door. He realized she was not strong enough to break down his room’s door. She valued her nails more than she valued her life.

“How about we arrange something?” Jaxon suggested, sitting on the bed. “You help me, and I buy all the ice-cream you need.”

Not a decent arrangement. Their mother would claw his butt if she heard about this. However, he required his sister’s help to get the undesirable visitor outside his room. This was the bribery he would do for the sake of not wanting to see Stacie for the rest of his life.

“Jaxon baby, open the door!”

Jain glanced at him and the door back and forth until the point she grinned, “OK, deal.”

“I depend on you, Peanut,” He told her before ran off his balcony and landed safely on the ground.

He rushed to the tree lines and took cover behind one tree, listening intently to what was going on in his room.

“Hello Peanut, where’s Jaxon?” Stacie inquired.

“Eek, only Jaxon could call me Peanut,” Jain said, likely tossing a pillow to her.

Jaxon knew how feisty his sister could get. That was something he taught her. He ensured she could defend herself in any circumstance. Not that he was expecting her would get hurt by terrible individuals. He was setting her up for anything. Better be safe than sorry, the words to live by.

“Jaxon,” Stacie called his name.

He could see she was searching for him. Suddenly, Jain cried. He wondered what could have occurred.

“Stacie, what did you do to my daughter?!”

Shit, his mother was in the pack mansion. He thought she wasn’t there.

“N-N-Nothing, Mrs. Creighton,” Stacie stammered. “I did nothing to her. I was looking for—”

“You have no manners in this pack. This is an Alpha’s room. How could you invade his privacy?”

As much as Jaxon delighted in this, he couldn’t let this go further. Dammit, he raced to the pack mansion and sauntered to his room. He didn’t need it to appear as though it was his fault Stacie was there. That woman couldn’t take the hints he wasn’t interested in bedding her. He wagered she laid down with half of the members in his pack.

“What’s happening?” He asked when he reached his room.

Stacie’s eyes snapped at him quickly, and the water show started. She cried on his chest. Jaxon pushed her away, flinching at seeing his wet shirt. Damn this woman, when might she take the clue?

“Whoa, hold there,” he warned her.

One, he despised being disrespected in front of his pack members. Each Alpha abhorred being disrespectful. Stacie had no respect for him. The main respect she had for him was the part covered up inside his jeans. He would preferably mutilate his family jewel than put it inside her.

Second, he hated it when someone didn’t get the sign that he wasn’t interested in. Without a doubt, Stacie was one of the gorgeous ladies in his pack; however, he wasn’t keen on her. She was excessively clingy for his preference.

“Jaxon, I missed you,” she sobbed.

“Jaxon?” His mother, Clara, scowled at Stacie. “He’s your Alpha. Where is your manners, Stacie?”

“Was that for what reason you’re wearing these garments?” He looked at Stacie from head to toe.

Not the decision he would take in the event if he were urgently requiring a Luna. This woman was a major no, and he wasn’t desperately requiring a Luna. He couldn’t pick any lady he desired and crowned her as Luna. It didn’t work that way. He needed his mate to be Luna, not some irregular ladies he laid down with. He knew one day his turn to have a mate would come. Up to that point, he would hold up calmly.

She nodded, becoming flushed. Jaxon gazed at his mother, and she glared at him. Even his mother didn’t favor this one.

“Not now, not ever. Stacie, get that inside your thick skull,” he told Stacie, moving her aside before he went into his room. “If you excuse me, I have a tea-party date with my sister.”

More likely buying the whole truck of ice-creams for her.

“Is she leaving?” he linked to Jain.

“Nope, she’s staring at your back,” She answered, concealing her grin with her teddy bear.

“She destroyed her makeup, didn’t she?”

“That’s right. I colored the book better than her makeup skill.” Her eyes looked behind him. “She’s taking off.”

Jaxon held until the point he heard the irate elephant’s steps. With Stacie’s six inches heels joined with her steps, she would make gaps on the floor.

“Honey, could you leave us for a minute?” Clara put down her girl.

“See you in thirty minutes.” Jaxon kissed Jain’s temple before doing the handshake thing between them. “See you later, Peanut.”

Jain left his room, shouting in eagerness at her next target. “Seth!”

“Hell no, stay away from me, lady!” Seth thundered.

“Seth, language!” Clara shouted.

“Sorry, Aunt Clara!”

Jaxon could imagine his Beta was running when he saw Jain was drawing closer. That was their day-by-day banter. Jaxon laughed before his mother smacked his head.

“I knew what you did. Jaxon quit bribing your sister. She has an entire fridge with ice-creams.” Clara glared so hard that the Alpha felt his head had a hole.

“I came up short on ideas. Stacie didn’t get it.” Jaxon defended himself.

She let out a groan. “This isn’t useful for both of you. She would get her mate one day, and you would get yours. Enough with current issues being the focal point of daily’s subject.”

“I guarantee you need not stress over this, mom. Where’s father? I thought both of you had a date or something.”

“The Council called him. We postponed our date to tomorrow. Get a shower. Jain would wait for you for the date you promised her.”