The Wallflower and the Alphas

Jake P.O.V.

Hey, what the hell. Wait one minute, I was inside my sweetest mate, and then I pushed off her and down on the floor face first. That mother fucker!

I growled and got up, and I was about to attack him; I saw him on top of Avery, kissing her with so much frustration and want. I can see how he cares for her. I feel the same way, and when I look around the room, I can see Elijah and Matthew do too.

"Damn, Andrew, let her up!" She needs a break, man."

"Jake here fucked her hard and good."

"She needs five."

I heard Matthew say with a laugh, and he grabbed hold of Andrew's arm and pushed him away.

Well, he tried to, but we heard Avery growl, and she got all in protected mode and grabbed Andrew back, and she started getting on top and kissing his mouth with so much want and force.

"No! Mine," I heard her growl, and she wasn't giving me a look of love and compassion but dislike and hatred. I was very shocked she was acting like this.

But I slowly tried to grab her off him, and she didn't let go of his neck.

"No! No!" She cried out.

"Shh, I know, sweetheart, it's okay." I am yours." It's okay; we can do this another time. So, you need your rest." I heard Andrew say under her, and he kissed her cheek softly.

She stared down at him with hurt and disappointed look on her face. But then, I saw him smile at her and tell her.

"Oh, no, don't give me that look." He said with a grin.

"You know I am yours." I think it best you get some sleep because you had an adventure day." He tells her with a soft, kind voice.

First, she stared at him, then looked around at me, Elijah, and Matthew. Then she went back to Andrew and gave him a tiny smile. Then she got off him and laid right by his side.

She cuddled up on his side and fell asleep with her tiny arms wrapped around his waist. She had a shy smile on her beautiful face. I saw her transformation change overnight.

She is paler and lighter. Her hair turned lighter too, and her eyes were lighter and brighter. She finally let out her veela/witch.

God, she is and will always be breathtaking to me, no matter what. She has always been beautiful, but every girl saw she was, and they were jealous.

I know because I hear them talking about her, and of course, my sister did too.

That is where we went, to see my sister and to tell her to stop talking bad about our mate. After that, I remember talking to her.

At the house...

I ran into my sister Emilia...

Two Days Ago...

She hated her most of all. Because Avery has Elijah Woods, my sister's puppy love slave at the time, but now she knows Avery has him and Matthew Steele and Andrew Bradford, she is not happy.

I don't know how she knew Avery had four mates, the four horsemen they call us. Now everyone knows Avery's labeled as a freak and a slut my sister said on her website online.

So, we had to go there and stop her from writing mean things about our mate. So, we got her to stop the hate speech online about our pure and innocent little mate, Avery.

She is a good girl. I tried to tell my sister, but she didn't want to listen and tried to flirt with Elijah and Matthew, Andrew. She was all over them, and I could see they were uncomfortable and annoyed with her because she wasn't their mate.

"Emilia! Just please stop!" I asked her with care in my eyes for her. She is my sister, so yes, I love my sister.

"Why? Her," I heard her say with a confused voice looking over at Elijah and, Andrew, Matthew.

I saw the hurt in her eyes that they didn't pick her up. She always knew that she would never be with any of them. She is jealous of Avery now.

"Emilia, sweet sister of mine," I told her nervously that you're going to find your mate or mates, whatever comes first, and I grabbed the back of my neck and rubbed.

So, the first time I saw my sister was showing emotion and sadness and not her bitchy ways and coldness.

What I see is jealousy in her eyes for Avery. She never hated Avery; she always envied Avery and her friends.

The freedom to like anyone you like and not worry about being perfect for your family and the school.

My sister was never a nerd, but she is brilliant.

Well, she is witty, really smart. But I can see right through her right now, and she doesn't want me to see the broken girl who wants Avery's life.

"You're jealous?" I tell her.

She didn't say anything. But she dropped her head, and I saw her shoulders let go. She finally gave up that she could get the guys.

"I know." I knew I could never win with her around; her beauty is natural. She is pure and innocent; she can be herself and doesn't have to pack make-up on her face." I heard Emilia say in a defective voice.

I didn't want to tell her she was right. Avery is more beautiful than the girls in our school.

She is indeed breathtaking. But instead, I didn't make my sister more upset if I told her I agreed with her about Avery. So, instead, I gave my sister a sad smile and a nod of my head.

She gave me a sad smile, turned her head, and looked over at Elijah first, and then Andrew, and after Andrew, she looked over at Matthew.

"Avery, lucky to have you." She said, staring at them with tears in her eyes. I looked at my friends; they cared about my sister, but only in a friendly way.

She had seen that look on their face the whole time she was chasing after them. Finally, she sighed, took another sad look at them, and walked away.

I watched my sister walk to the door and out of the door. She has not been back in the last two days.

Where did she go? I thought in my head. I hope my sister is okay.