The Switch
Axel.
"You're telling me she just up and left? Jesus, what did you do to her?" I murmur.
Alex was telling me about how his mate has apparently left? I'm not quite sure what was happening, see, I only was listening to the parts of the story that sounded interesting. When it came to that mate of his, Alex did tend to speak a little too much.
Or maybe it was just to me. Whatever the case, he spoke too much for my liking.
Maybe I need to spend more time with Abel. He's a nice quiet fella, I'd be better able to do nothing with him around.
I carelessly flipped the page of The Great Gatsby and continued to pretend to listen to his every word.
"What did I do to her? Nothing! I haven't done a damn thing to her â"
"Maybe that's the problem. Perhaps your mate is a more kinky kind of gal and you just haven't met her needs." I shrug.
Poking fun at my little brother was genuinely a great pass time for me. He's so tense and easily angered, it was too easy. Oddly enough he wasn't always so uptight and broody, Nathaniel messed around with that Russian she-wolf and Alex had to go play hero, he hasn't been the same since.
That was the true reason I disliked Nathaniel the way I did â he forced this demon upon my brother. Alex had no business, no reason to be involved in that whole ordeal. Natalia could've easily dealt with it all but Alex was â is too damn loving. Now, now no one would ever say that he is.
Alex growled, "Oh and let me take a wild guess, you would meet all her needs?"
I dropped the book without placing my bookmark back, "Hell yeah. She would not walk or talk for days." I smiled smugly, reaching for the book to place my bookmark.
"Fuck you," He spat.
Raising a curious brow, I placed my book down beside me once I slipped in the bookmark, I asked, "How have you been holding back for so long?"
His mate is drop dead gorgeous so much so, if someone had said she's the Moon Goddess â I would believe them. Elijah Vilakazi was truly something. There's not a chance he isn't physically attracted to her and besides that, there's so much more to that she-wolf.
There's no way I would let her walk about without my mark on her neck. I would broadcast it to the world that she is my mate. Let all my enemies know, who gives a shit? She's the best Warrior this country has ever seen. And notice I didn't say, female Warrior. She flat out beats them all. They've tried to compete against her. She's just too quick.
With Elijah Vilakazi it's more speed, agility and durability than strength. Sure, she is strong but she's not stronger than say, the strongest guy in Alex's Pack. She will just last longer in a fight and outrun whomever. She was a beast.
She would probably last all year in bed.
"She's nineteen, she's practically still a pup." He scoffed.
"If you're going to bullshit me, I will leave Alexander." I sneer.
If he's going to lie, he truly is wasting my time. I am here out of the goodness of my beautifully dark heart. I am here to listen to him whine about his missing sexy little mate. I'm not here because I have nothing better to do. I've still got outstanding wolves to bang.
He sighed, obviously annoyed, "I can't bring myself to actually speaking with her. Let alone mate with her. She's," He ran a frustrated hand through his hair, "She's nothing like what I thought my mate would be like. She's fucking gorgeous, I know. I'm just... not good enough for her."
Goddess, I hated when he got like this. I didn't teach him to be like this. All soft and mushy. Swear it's that no good half-brother of his. Sure, I said he's loving â I said nothing about being emotional.
Here to support. You're here to support. I kept repeating to myself.
I sighed, "Not good enough?" I reluctantly persisted.
"With all the wolves I've killed â"
"Are you telling me that's the only reason you haven't attempted anything with her?"
"Well. Had you let me finish you impatient bastard, you would have found out the real reason." He hissed.
I raise my hands in mock surrender, "Okay, sorry. It's just you're beating around the bush and it's just a little bit annoying."
Then the infamous switch flipped, "Fuck this. Why am I here telling you all my emotions as if it fucking matters? Who actually gives a shit?" He walked out.
There it is folks, the demon that returned with my brother all those years ago and never seemed to vanish.
* * *
With Alex gone â doing whatever it is he does when he's in his switched mood. I got the opportunity to finish reading my book. I made my way into the cinema once I had finished it, putting on Baz Luhrmann's version of the movie. I had watched it before but I enjoyed reading books and then watching the movie adaptations soon after to compare the differences.
Abel had come in a few minutes into the movie, he was sat on the other couch being much quieter and respectful than his twin. Had hadn't seen this version of the movie and it was a little sad if you ask me. I started the movie over once he had mentioned that he hadn't seen it before.
Just as Daisy was having her little moment on the bed after Jay throws his shirts on her, Alex walked into the room. I'm assuming he only just returned, he had been gone the majority of the day.
I never knew where he vanished to because this is his home. He doesn't live in the Pack house so he doesn't actually have to leave. It is his space but it appears when the switch flips he doesn't like company.
This is his home because I don't live here. I'm more of a visitor, in fact, this is probably the longest time I've spent here.
"Are you back?" Abel asks, his eyes never leaving the screen.
We've all grown accustomed to his little â they're anything but little â episodes. If he knows what provokes them, he hasn't said but either way, we've just accepted that they will occur once he's angered.
"Yes, Abel. I'm back." He sat beside me.
I looked over at him, "Go talk to Abel if you've got any mush left over." I brought my attention back to the movie.
Although I genuinely wish I hadn't because I don't know what the fuck it was, but Alex threw something at the television screen and yeah, it broke.
"I thought you said you're back." I sigh, shutting my eyes as I bring my hand to my forehead exhaling loudly.
"I am. But you're being a bitch." He ran a hand through his hair.
"Let me have it," Stretching out, I cross my legs at my ankles and place my hands behind my head, "Why'd you push her away?"
Guess I'm back to being therapist Axel.
"Because of this, this damn rage I just cannot control. One moment I'll love her, the next I'll rip her face in half. What kind of mate will I be? I can't control when it takes over, how the hell am I going to make sure I don't hurt her when it does? I'm fucking useless when it takes over."
Here's the Alex I know, the true Alex that unfortunately, Elijah doesn't get to know. This is the reason I was looking for earlier, I knew there was something holding him back from Elijah.
"Maybe we can look for the trigger, what happened earlier?" Abel asks.
"I made him angry." I shrug.
That was nothing new and wouldn't help us at all, I've been poking fun at these two our whole lives. I wasn't going to stop now because Alex can't handle it.
"Well that's a little pointless, you're angry every day of your life," Abel says.
I laugh, "Who knew you were funny little brother." He shrugs in response.
"I am not angry every fucking day. People are just annoying every fucking day." Alex defends.
"That sounded very hostile, what do you think, Abel? Didn't that sound hostile?"
"It sure did." He chimes.
One sentence man. Love this kid.
"Fuck you both."
"You need a new comeback, Alex. That one's getting old." I hum.
Just as I predicted, that flipped the switch.
I looked over at Abel, "Now we have to work on control."