Chapter 7
I won’t listen to him.
I’ll wear what I want to wear.
I pull out a pair of black skinny jeans and a grey, tight shirt. I walk into the bathroom and turn the shower on. Instantly the water is warm.
I lock the door, and strip out of my clothes, stepping under the warm water. I scrub off all my problems away. All the worries, all the problems.
I turn the water off, and pull a long white towel from the hanger,on the wall.
I wrap it around myself and step out. I wrap another towel around my hair, and grab my clothes and walk out of the bathroom. I walk to the closet and pick out a a pair of black lace, bra and panties.
I quickly get dressed, before Asher can come and get me. I unwrap the towel from my hair, and towel dry it, quickly. Picking up the blow dryer, I heat it up, and start drying my hair.
After 5 minutes my hair is shining, and dry. Exactly how I like it.
“Sweetheart?” I hear Asher’s voice in the room before he pops his head inside the closet. He looks me up and down and chuckles to himself.
“What’s so funny?” I ask placing the dryer down, as he walks towards me.
“You see, sweetheart, when people don’t listen to me, I tend to get angry. Do you understand?” I nod as he walks towards me, but my back hit the closet door.
He steps forward, and turns the lock on the door, locking us in.
“And when you don’t listen to me, I’ll go crazy.” I nod.
“I did listen to you Asher. I wore something that will keep your reputation and something that is comfortable for me” I smirk
“Sweetheart,these-” he walks towards me, placing his hand on my ass, and squeezing it. He places another hand on my boobs, and squeezes it.
“Are only mine. I don’t like it when people can see it clearly that you have a perfect ass and a perfect set of boobs. Do you understand me sweetheart?” He squeezes a little harder, making me moan.
“I think you do. Now get dressed into a dress. Any one one of your choice. I’m nice today.” he removes his hands, and unlocks the door.
“I’ll be waiting” he walks outside,closing the door behind him.
What the fuck Layla!
I walked toward the left side of the closet, where I placed all of my own clothes.
I quickly get dressed into a sparkly gold skirt, and a gold, peach flowing top. I pair that up with gold heels.
“Sweetheart? Are you ready?” Asher pops his head in, staring at me.
He walks in and towards me. I nearly reached his height. He was at least 6 ft and 4-5 inches.
“I like this. Maybe we should go shopping again. You can pick things for yourself. This looks really good. You look beautiful. The most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” He whispers, staring at me. I feel my face heat up.
I hardly receive compliments. And when I do, it’s either you look hot or it’s from my friends and family.
“Thank you” I smile, happy that he’s not going to make me change again.
“Welcome, sweetheart. Let’s go. The pack can’t wait to meet you.” I nod as he locks his fingers with mine, and pulls me out of the closet.
“The pack is really excited to meet you. You are going to be their Luna now, as you’re married to me. Be happy sweetheart, smile okay?” He stops as we stand outside the back door.
“I’m smiling” I’m just not happy.
“Good” he smiles at me. I’ve never seen him smile. And God, does he look cute. He has a dimple, on his left side.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart” he whispers, in my ear, placing a kiss on my cheek.
He opens the door and I’m surprised to see a lot of people in the backyard. I wouldn’t call it a backyard, because it’s more like a huge field.
“Welcome to Blazing Rage, sweetheart” Asher smirks, pulling me out of the door, and through the crowd.
Everyone’s staring at me. I’m not the shy type of person, like how Hailey is. I like to be friendly with everyone, I’m more outgoing than her. I miss Hailey.
Asher pulls me onto the small stage, as everyone circles around us.
I even saw Claire and Paul in the crowd. She waves at me and I smile at her, waving back a little.
Isn’t his parents meant to be up here, with him?
“I will be accepting sweetheart into the pack now.” Everyone was smiling brightly, and clapping when he called me sweetheart.
Did I miss the whole talk, or did he get straight to it?
Asher turned to me and smirked.
“Are you ready to come into phase two of hell, sweetheart?” Phase two?
“Yes I am.”
He chuckles. I won’t back down.
I place my hand in his and he cuts my palm a little.
“Do you promise to be loyal to this pack? Do you promise that you will tell the truth when asked concerning this pack? Will you promise that you will put this pack before you? Before anything?” I nod.
“I promise” he turns his palm around placing it in mine.
“Block your mindlink, sweetheart” he whispers and I nod, knowing he’s right. I could die from all of the thoughts coming to me at once.
I block my mindlink. Especially at how big this back is. I think it may have more pack members that my old one. And that says something
As soon as his palm makes contact with mine, I feel it. I feel the sparks. Stronger than before.
Am I really feeling this or is Lilly making me feel this?
“They happen. With everyone, as soon as you join the pack.” He says answering my question.
He removes his hand, and the sparks disappear.
I don’t know if he’s telling the truth or not. I’ve never been accepted into a different pack, so I don’t if these sparks happen.
“Welcome to the Blazing Rage Pack sweetheart” Asher whispers into my ear, as everyone starts clapping.
“Let’s go” I nod following him down the steps.
“Sweetheart, you walk, around, talk to people. I’ll be back in a minute. I forgot to give you your ring” he smirks, leaving my hand, and walking away.
“Her? Are you serious? What did he see in her?” I hear the first hate.
I know how to deal with these bitches.
I turn around to see a blond girl staring at me. She had grey eyes, perfect blond hair. I knew what I was up against. A barbie.
“Did you say something?” I raise my eyebrow, walking closer to her.
“Yes. I was just talking to Chloe here, telling her how stupid Asher was to let me go and get married to someone like you. There is such a big difference between me and you.” She smirks crossing her arms.
“What’s your name?” I ask
“Rachel.” I nod
“You’re right Rachel. There is a big difference between me and you. You’re on the learning side on how to be a bitch. But me? I am a bitch. You mess with me, I swear to god, you won’t be able to smile for the rest of your life” I smirk as her arms drop, and she narrows her eyes at me.
“Is that a threat?” She growls and I roll my eyes.
“A threat? Babe, I can do so much better than that. That was a warning. To stay away from me.” She huffed and walked away with her friend Chloe.
“Sweetheart, there’s no need to get jealous.” I hear Asher behind me.
“I’m not jealous. I was just showing where she belongs” he wraps his arm around my waist, turning me around.
“Jealous is written all over your face, sweetheart. There is no need for jealousy. I’m you-” a guy ran towards us.
“Alpha! Alpha Paul and luna Claire, they-” he stops.
“What?” Asher asks, his arms tightening around me.
“They’re dead, Alpha. Someone killed them” he whispers
“What!” Asher roars following the guy to the forest.
“Everyone go to the pack house.” A guy shouts on the stage. The field is cleared out within seconds. The guy walks towards me and smiles slightly but freezes.
Mate
“Mate.” he smiles, hugging me. He lets me go, and holds my hand. The sparks. They were there.
“My name is Holden. I’m the beta of this pack” I nod, not able to think straight. He was cute. Like a boyish cute. Does that make sense?
“Can I go see Claire and Paul?” He nods. We start walking to the forest when we see Asher running.
He runs towards me, and cups my face, breathing hard.
“You won’t leave me, sweetheart? Right? You won’t leave me? Tell me. Please?” He whispers resting his forehead on mine, staring at me. I can see Holden tense up
“Ashe-”
“Tell me. Please” he whispers, staring at me. I look up at him, he looks broken. He’s shattered, broken every way.
“Sweetheart?” He whispers, pleading at me with his eyes, to tell him what he wants to hear.
“I won’t. I won’t leave you” I whisper and he hugs me tightly. Holden walks away.
“Everyone leaves me. I won’t let you leave. Never” he whispers
“Where’s Claire and Paul?” I ask wrapping my arms around his body.
“Gone. They left me. They all did.”