Chapter 17

Ajax:

I rub my tired eyes and lean back in my chair. Reading this awful cursive was beginning to give me a headache. I stand abruptly and begin pacing the length of my office, something I did often when I was stressed or frustrated. How did this all happen like this? Why her? Why did my father have to be such a cruel piece of shit? I slam my fist down on my desk in anger. The thought of my father made me sick to my stomach.

"Ajax, you need to sit still and behave. If you don't... we'll you know what will happen." His face was stern and cold. His blue eyes void of any and all emotion as we rode in the back of a black SUV. "Jargen doesn't like little boys who talk back."

"But dad—"

Smack. I hold my hand against my stinging cheek and hold the tears that welled in my eyes back. I hate you, I thought to myself as my father turned his attention to the driver who asked him a question about the arrival time. No one dared question him whenever he laid a hand on me in such a way. Not even my own mother, but she must be as scared as I am.

I sigh, rubbing my eyes once more and shake the memory from my mind. I don't want to think of him. Ever. But for Octavia's safety I have to continue to search through this book and find out if my father has ever encountered a silver wolf.

I take my seat at my desk once more and begin flipping through the rough and worn out pages of the large leather bound book. Just looking at his handwriting made me nervous and uneasy. I wish Octavia could be here with me, her wonderful scent of coconut and vanilla could calm the worst of my nerves. The mate bond was growing extremely strong and I don't know how I feel about that.

It was never my intention to mark her on that night a few months ago. I was there to confront Octavius and show him how wrong he was about me. That he had made a mistake when he turned me away many years ago. I had barely gained control of my shifting and was left with an entire pack and had destroyed another, Octavius refused to help me.

I knew how fond he was of his children and when I saw that his daughter had grown into such a beautiful woman... It's like I had lost all control and my mind along with it. I marked her and enjoyed every minute of her fathers enraged and crazed look. He was so desperate to keep her that it only made me want her more for myself.

Although the satisfaction of taking his daughter only lasted a few days. My anger spiked and my jealousy peaked at the sight of her. She resembles him and even has a similar name to him. I envied the love her father had for her because I never had the same.

I killed my father in cold blood. No regrets.

But as the mate bond grows each day my wolf gets a strong urge to embed himself in her. To ravish her. It's become difficult to control. Octavia despises me. She hates that I ripped her away from her family and treated her like garbage. She also would like to know all my deep dark dirty secrets. But knowing them might only make her hate me more.

I don't think my wolf and I could handle anymore hatred or disgust from our mate.

I flip through a few more pages before my eyes land upon two familiar names.

The Quarter Moon pack. Alpha. Jargen Cove. Redish brown wolf, brown eyes.

The Quarter Moon pack. Alpha, next in line. Jalex Cove. Silver wolf, blue eyes.

I grasp my desk angrily. Jalex. Of course it's him. Why wouldn't it be? He's already told Siren that he plans to take his revenge out on my mate, it makes sense that she'd dream of him attacking her. Siren... she must've known that the silver wolf was Jalex all along. Why wouldn't she say anything?

The anger inside me only grew. She had me sit here for hours searching for a wolf in a book, when she already knew who it fucking was. I slam my hands down in the desk angrily once more before kicking over my chair. Octavia mentioned that she felt as though Siren was keeping something from her. This must've been it.

I storm out of my office, determined to figure out why Siren would prolong the endangerment of her so called best friend. It makes no sense. My wolf tried to push his way to the surface, angry with siren. He had a strong desire to rip her head from her body. But I couldn't allow him to do that she means too much to Octavia and she already hates us enough.

Once I reach the bottom of the stairs I stop in the foyer and take a deep breath. I can't go in there shaking like a crazed man ready to murder. I could smell the sweet scent of coconut and followed it to the entrance of the movie room. My anger slowly diminished as I tuned into the conversation she was having with Siren.

"Christian Grey is way more rich." Octavia sighs. Christian Grey? Has in Fifty Shades of Grey? Cipher used to poke fun at those movies countless times saying that a woman can get more pleasure from another woman rather than a man. I wanted to cut my own ears off at the amount of times she'd speak about that subject.

"Yeah that's true." Siren agrees.

"Plus, he's got a nice butt. I've never seen my mates butt before." Octavia jokes and I'm surprised at her words. I hold back the smile that threatened to place itself on my lips. It was nice to hear her be so carefree. Whenever she's happy or I see her smile or hear her laugh... I get this feeling. It's indescribable, I almost feel happy along with her.

"Oh my god. This is our favorite part." Siren says, her voice becoming more high pitched and excited.

A moment of silence ensues and I can't hear anything but the music coming from the movie. I open the door silently and sneak into the room to find them both on the edge of their seats. I look up at the movie to find Christian Grey lifting a woman's legs and locking a contraption that kept her legs apart.

"I love that part!" They both yell out in unison, causing me to raise my eyebrows. They hadn't even noticed I walked into the room. I must admit, this was pretty amusing.

"Goddess! He's so hot, I need him." Siren says hopelessly and collapses back into the recliner. She seemed more calm and relaxed even though she prolonged the endangerment of my mate. If I would've known it was Jalex who had come after Octavia in her dreams and threatened her existence in real life I would've have take more cautious protection measures.

"Interesting choice of movie." I say smugly as lean up against the wall. I was eager to question Siren and didn't care if I was interrupting their movie.

I watch as Octavia jumps in her seat and scrambles to grab something. The movie is quickly paused and Siren nearly falls off of her chair trying to switch the lights on. They both stand immediately and turn to face me. Siren shifts her weight uncomfortably and Octavia's cheeks turn a light shade of pink.

"Um—" Octavia says.

"We were just—" Siren points behind them at the screen.

"Well, you came at the good part." Octavia blurts out.

I raise eyebrows even more amused and push myself off of the wall. "Yes, it does seem that way."

Octavia pushes her fingers through her hair  nervously as Siren leans over and whispers. "I feel so freaking stupid."

Octavia nods her head timidly, agreeing with Sirens words. She's going to feel even more stupid when she realizes I found out she was withholding information.

"Siren, you have a lot of explaining to do. Octavia and I will meet you in my office in just a few minutes." I give Siren a pointed look and she immediately ducks her head and scurries out of the room leaving me alone with my mate.

Once she's gone I focus my eyes on my gorgeous mate. Her hair was voluminous and messy from her fingers and her forest green eyes darted around the room nervously. To a certain extent I liked that I could make her nervous.

"So this is the good part huh?" I asks, a smirk falling upon my lips.

She wrings her hands together in front of her nervously. "Yup."

"I didn't know you were a fan of..." I trail off looking behind her at the paused screen of Christian Grey kissing up Ana's thigh.

"Is everything okay with Siren?" She says trying to distract me from the movie. I could feel a strong urge to get closer to her. It was as if I didn't touch her I would los my mind.

"I don't know. Is my butt as nice as Christian's?" I ask jokingly. A smile takes its place on my lips at her facial expression.

A look of horror dawns on her face and I hold back a laugh. For a moment she seemed pale and like she might even faint. Her vibrant eyes meet mine before they quickly move away. I used to tell myself that I hated her eye color, mainly because she got them from her father... but they're beautiful. I find myself constantly entranced by them.

"I—erm. I don't know?" She says as she keeps her eyes trained on the ground, finding a sudden interest in her shoes.

I take large advancing steps towards her, no longer being able to resist the urge not to touch her. I place my hand underneath her chin and give it a small push. Her eyes meet mine and she seems uneasy. I allow my hand to cup her face as my eyes roam from her eyes to her nose to her lips. Trying to memorize all of it. I had never really felt like this before.

It was new and strange.

I brush my thumb against her bottom lip, causing it to separate from her top. Her lips were beautiful and soft, I wanted nothing more than to connect them with mine. I refrain from doing so though. I'm sure she wouldn't want me to kiss her.

"Your friend was keeping an important detail from us, and if your dreams or more than just nightmares then were all in a shit ton of trouble." I whisper out softly due to our close proximity.

"What important detail?" She asks her hand coming up to my wrist and tugging my hand away from her face. I frown slightly, but quickly cover it with a void mask.

"Jalex is the silver wolf."

Her face falls and her eyebrows crease together in confusion. She takes a small step back and her eyes dart around the room once more before they come back to meet mine.

"Are you sure?"

Why would I lie about such a thing? I want to roll my eyes at her stupid question, but I don't because I know she must be upset that her friend hid such a thing from her.

"I'm sure." I make sure my voice is strong and emotionless.

"I need to talk to her." Octavia shakes her head, clearly upset and confused.

I nod my head in agreement and turn to guide her back up to my office. I make sure to take the lead on the stairs.

The day Sam first met Octavia I remember bringing her back to her room, but since she had managed to get to the stairs first I was stuck looking at her ass the whole time. I mean, yes, I could've looked elsewhere... but she's my mate and her—

I shake the thought of my mates behind from my mind before I get too excited and have to excuse myself. It's a very nice ass.

We walked the length of the hall in silence. I didn't really know what to say. I never know what to say. Our relationship, if you could even call it that, is so strained and complicated.

I open the door to my office and find Siren sitting in one of the chairs in front my desk. Octavia takes a seat next to her and I pull my chair up into its original position since I had knocked it down earlier.

"Why was your chair knocked down like that?" Octavia asks, an eyebrow raised. I look up to meet her green eyes and narrow mine. Should I tell her the truth? I mean she already knows that I'm a complete hot head with anger issues.

"I got angry and so instead of ripping someone's head off I knocked my chair over and slammed my hands on the desk." I take a seat in my chair and pull the large leather book in front of me.

Octavia's eyebrow fall back into place and she nods her head slowly in understanding.

"What's going on?" Siren asks, her leg bounces up and down rapidly giving away how nervous she was.

"What's going on is, you failed to inform us that Jalex happened to have a silver wolf." I say folding my hands on top of my desk in front of me.

Siren's leg came to a complete stop and her face stiffens. Her brown eyes met mine and they were immediately filled with regret and fear.

"You look scared." I comment leaning forward. "Which leads me to believe that you did in-fact know that Jalex has a silver wolf and you purposely didn't say anything."

"I didn't mean any harm. I—I I just didn't want to cause any more problems or freak you guys out even more. I told you he was coming. I didn't think it mattered that Octavia dreamt about it."

"It matters when she's had this same dream many times before." My voice was sharp and cold. "Withholding information is worse than telling us and making us 'freak out'."

"I'm sorry." She hangs her head in shame and I roll my eyes. As if her apology means anything to me or could better the situation that we are in.

"Don't apologize, think. Did Jalex give any indication as to when he planned on attacking?"

"No." Siren whispers out. Well that's fucking useless.

I sigh heavily and push my fingers through my hair tugging on it slightly in anger and frustration. If I'm going to keep Octavia safe I need to be prepared. Samuel needs to be informed. Border patrol needs to be doubled along with pack training sessions. We need to be prepared.

"Snow." Octavia says just loud enough for us all to hear. I look up at her. Her eyes were trained on the floor in front of her for a few moments before her eyes drifted up to meet mine.

"What?" Siren asks.

"In my dream, there was a thin layer of snow on the ground." Octavia clarifies. "There was snow in all of them now that I think about it..."

Today is November seventh. We only had a few weeks until December, which is when the first snow fall takes place. I sigh partially in relief. I have time to prepare not only myself but my pack.

Jalex will regret even dreaming of taking his revenge out on my mate.

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