JEN

"Where were you?!" He spat at me. His dark eyes lightening by the minute.

Normally I would have stood my ground but this time I flinched back.

"I-I-I went t-to get my s-stuff." Believe me, I hated stuttering.

"Did you ask me? Did you ask me to leave this pack house?!" Why is he angry? I basically begged him to let me stay? Why would I run away now? Bi-polar dumbass.

"I had no c-clothes and I needed to s-shower." I think I should have been an actress with the way I was acting. Shit, I was good.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Next time you go somewhere, you tell me! Understand! I was so wo-". He cut himself off before he could finish the sentence but he didn't need to because I already knew what he was going to say.

My heart started to pound in my chest as I felt an unfamiliar feeling. He was worried. Worried for me? But why? I thought he hated me! No, I hated him so it didn't matter if he hates me, he hurt me and he will pay for it.

I couldn't let myself get pulled into every little thing I felt towards him. It was just the mate bond's pull and nothing else. I could never like this man let alone love him.

I hung my head low and apologized...again.

When he didn't say anything I looked up. His eyes darkened with rage as he stared at me longer. I've noticed that whenever douchy Shawn makes an appearance, his eyes get darker but when he's 'worrying' about me they seem to be lighter. They were still black, but when they lighten, they turn into this dark brown.

I was too focused thinking about his eyes that I didn't notice his hand come towards my face. I flinched and squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the pain to hit my face but nothing came. I opened my eyes to see his hand frozen in the air only a few inches away from my face.

He stopped. A look of confusion hit his face and he brought his hand closer to himself and inspected it. It was like he was looking to see if it was defected. What's wrong with him?

Without another look in my direction, he left out the door mumbling something to himself.

I wonder about that man's sanity sometimes. Before, it looked like he would have killed me and not given a shit about me and now, he was worried when I was barley 2 minutes away?

Tightening my grip on my stuff I started to make my way upstairs.

It didn't matter if he cared now! He hurt me and I will not be treated that way! I am an Alpha and I deserve respect even from him, especially from him.

I turned the corner to my "room" and reached for the handle when I stopped. I sniffed the air only to be met by a strong scent. Someone was in my room. I dropped the stuff to the floor and stretched my muscles. Someone wants to die today.

Opening the door with a bang, I leaped inside to be immediately met by a lady who had her hand on her heart with a startled expression.

I've never seen her before so she must be from the new pack. Without breaking eye contact, I asked her who she was. "Who are you and what do you want?." I kept my expression bored and uninterested even though I was interested to know who she was.

She seemed like a powerful lady, not to mention she looked like my mate I mean, my jerk. Damn it! I mean, the jerk.

She must be his mother! Or his aunt?

She cleared her throat which brought me out of my thoughts, focusing my attention to her.

"Hello, dear." She said with a polite nod.

"Uh, Hi." I said with a snort. I was anything but polite.

"I understand that you are Shawn's mate?" She asked with no excitement whatsoever.

"Uh, yeah." Did she miss the whole scene that had happened a couple of hours ago?

"I just wanted to tell you something that can explain my son's behavior." She said as if anything he did was justified.

"Excuse me? You want to explain why your son is such a jackass? Hmm? Cause even I can explain that!"

I don't know why but knowing this was his mother, pissed me off. She was polite and she couldn't even teach her son to be polite! He is a monster that killed people and tortured people and he didn't give a shit about it at all!

"You don't under-" But I cut her off before she said anything else.

"I understand that you are a horrible mother who let her son become who he is! It's your fault! It's your fault I have a ruthless mate who by the way likes to hit me! He hit me! It's your fault!" I breathed heavily at the end of my accusation.

I don't know where that came from but it felt good to blame someone else for the way he is.

I looked at his mother who had tears streaming down her face and a look of regret flashing in her eyes.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to h-h-happen!" She sobbed, choking out the words. "I wasn't paying attention when it happened! I-" She cut herself off and ran out the door sobbing the whole way.

I felt guilty deep down for blaming this women on how her son turned out. I can't exactly blame her. Sometimes, no matter how a person grows up, they can become the exact opposite of what they were taught, and I just blamed his mother for something Shawn should have been aware of and chose to do.

Great, I'm an asshole. I made my mate's mother cry!

I launched myself on my dirty mattress not caring if I left my suitcase and bedspread outside. What I said was horrible.

I couldn't help but think how he was as a child and how he had become how he was. What could have happened to him? Maybe I was overthinking this and he was just an asshole from the start.

It didn't matter anyway because I wasn't going to let myself get sucked into the mates bond and start to become his punching bag of a mate who anyone can step on.

I wasn't going to give up my pack. I wasn't going to let him win. He was going down, even if it I had to wait years for my plan to be completed.

I was just about to drift to sleep when I heard heavy footsteps coming up from the stairs. I recognized those heavy feet. His stupid mother told on me!

"Jennifer!" Damn, I just melted! I don't think he has ever said my name especially while out of breath.

I jumped out of the bed and waited for him to enter.

His furious expression made its way toward me making me back away from his angry form.

"You don't think I know what you're doing? You don't think I realize what you're planning?

What is he talking about?

"You think you're so smart but I had figured you out the minute your demeanor changed. The only reason I let you keep your Alpha was because the minute you thought you can get me, even with having your Alpha, is going to be the minute you realize that you're nothing against me. You're just a pathetic little girl who know one wants, who lost a fight to her father, who spared you by the way and he shouldn't have! He should have killed you the moment he had the chance but he was weak, like you."

He knew? He knew what I was planning? I couldn't say I wasn't hurt but I all I wanted to do was punch his face and cry. He finally told me what he wanted. He wanted me dead.

"When you think it's time for your plan to be executed, when you think you're ready to pounce when I'm not looking or when you think that you have me in your grasp and want to use your plan, that's when you're going to regret ever coming in the way of the mightiest Alpha their ever was!"

His eyes turned into a darker shade, a sort of dangerous, smirky way.

"So, you can keep your weak Alpha and decide to use it when you think it's time but, know that when you do, I'll be ready for you."

He smirked at my shocked expression and turned to leave.

How could he have possibly known?! I thought what I had in mind was foolsproof!

What was I going to do now? He knew my plan, I didn't have a back up plan because I thought the first plan was secure, I don't have anyone on my side and worst of all, I wanted my arrogant, self-centered, sadistic mate.

Well, shit.