The Wallflower and the Alphas

Jake P.O.V.

"Dude, you sure this is going to work," I asked in my mind with Elijah. He rolled his hands by the side of this blonde chick we were making out with. I didn't want to kiss her, but we needed to make it realistic so Avery would get angry and jealous, and she would come over here and knock this chick on her ass. I feel bad using this blonde girl. I am trying to remember her name or wanted to know.

"Yes! Shut up and keep touching and kissing her." I hear him telling me again in my mind. I wanted to grab him by the neck and ask him to fuck off and drop this girl on her ass and then tell her to fuck off too. But I can't; in a way, I want to see how Avery would react and see her body language. By the look of it, she looks pissed. I see her face, and she is not smiling, and I can see she wants to kill someone, and the person she is giving that stare is the blonde girl in mine and Elijah's lap. If looks could kill, she would be dead right now. I wanted to laugh because of the watch on Avery's face staring at her with hate and anger in her eyes.

But the female is in my arms and on my lap, and Elijah isn't paying attention to Avery, giving her the death stare but trying to get our attention and sneak her hand down my pants. I moved away from her. So, I went back to kissing her lips. I grabbed the back of her head and stared at Avery.

"See, bro! she is getting jealous," I told Elijah in my mind, and he looked up under Reese's neck and stared over at Avery, but she wasn't there when I looked back at her. I didn't know, but it happened so fast that I felt Reese, the blonde girl, in mine and Elijah's lap; she was pushed off and was on the ground, and I heard an ugh and her saying.

"What the fuc- "before she finished, she was on her ass. I felt Avery grab my hand, and I saw her hold Elijah's hand and start pulling us out of the cafeteria doors. But when we dragged out the door, I kept a smile and was purring with happiness about the want and love my mate had for me.

Yes, she wants me. Thank God that idea worked, making her jealous, and she came and claimed us as hers. So, I told myself, and I heard a chuckle inside my throat, and she turned around at me. She stopped and didn't realize what she did because she had our hands in hers, and she had a confused look on her face wondering why we didn't run and pull away from her.

Fuck no! why would I pull away from this beautiful sexy woman before me. I want to show her how much I appreciate her in ways a woman would scream my name after I have my lips and tongue between her thighs and my dick.

Hey sweetheart, I wanted to tell her not to feel embarrassed and guilty. But I didn't. I stared at her once we stopped, and she acted shy and nervous around us. So, I just chuckled under my breath, and I walked closer, and I could see her breathing fast and her chest moving up and down because she was scared and excited about what she did. But she feels guilty about what she did to that poor blonde girl; we both find out her name is Reese or Nesses or whatever her name is. Anyway, she got the anger from our feisty mate. I wanted to laugh my ass off, but I could see my mate was upset at herself.

She shouldn't be because that female was taken from her property and her territory, and she did the right thing. But she didn't realize now everyone knows we are her territory, and now she is embarrassed and scared we will be mad and angry at her for her little act in the lunchroom in front of the whole school.

She started to pace back in forth in front of us. She started bouncing on her feet, and I could tell she was trying not to panic, so she tried to hum to herself with a song she liked. I can hear what she is humming.

(Do you want to hurt me; do you want to make me cry)? She kept humming that repeatedly and repeatedly. Oh, God, I need her to stop humming that song. So, I do something that would get me smacked. But instead, I heard her let out a scream and a gasp when I picked her off the ground.

"Hey! put me down, Jake!" I heard her yell out when I lifted her over my shoulder. Then, I felt her hitting my back and butt. Damn, Avery was a little firecracker when she pissed.

Ouch, damn, that girl got an iron fist or something. Then a couple of seconds later, she stops hitting me with her fist. She goes back to humming that stupid song. I wonder if she knows I hate this song. I can't stand it, but I must get her out of here. So, I do. I am still listening to her hum this stupid song. I remember my parents love this song. They love Boy George" I don't understand why? He's a fucking weirdo, and what's up with his hair. She could pick any song to hum, and she chose this one. I wanted to hold my ears, but if I did that. I would have to drop Avery out of my arms, and I didn't want to let her go. I need her beside and around me. I love this girl. Suppose I have to listen to her hum this song to be around her. So, be it; I can take it. If I can do it with my parents listening to this song, I can do it with Avery. Suppose this what's makes her happy. So, I will do all in my power to make her happy. Even if I must listen to her hum this stupid song, so be it. As long it keeps her calm.

But then she stops humming that awful stupid song. Thank God. But I wish she would go back to humming that song and then hear her say.

"What have I done" under her breath. I didn't know what she meant by that until she let out a cry, and I heard her crying over my shoulder. I wanted to take her in my arms and never hear her cry again. I want to make my mate happy and feel loved. Because that is what I wanted to do, show her love. I will do that once Elijah and I get her out of here so we will be alone and have privacy with our mate, lost in our world behind closed doors.