Betrayed (Betrayed #1) (6 page)

“What is he talking about Jason?” I ask.

He then takes his eyes off Devoncourt to look at me, “he’s crazy he doesn’t know what he’s talking about,” he stated.

“So half breed who are you gonna believe someone who has been lying to you right along with everyone else in your life or someone who only has your best interest at heart and is willing to tell you the truth?” he sneered looking at Jason.

“Jessi don’t listen to him,” Jason pleads again.

I turned my head to look at Charles once again, “well, for starters I damn sure know you ain’t got my best interest at heart and I wouldn’t believe a damn word that comes out of your vile mouth,” I spit at him.

Charles puts his face in the crook of my neck and inhales deeply, “oh but she smells so good. Her heat is getting stronger. Maybe I’ll just claim her here and now,” he looks up at Jason, “I don’t mind an audience you can watch. You never know you just learn a thing or two pup.”

“Wait a goddamn minute. Ain’t nobody claiming shit you sick sadistic bastard!” I screamed             

“On the contrary my sweet I think I will,” Charles lowers his arm from around my neck and grabs my crotch through my pants and starts moaning rubbing himself into my backside.

This guy really is bat shit crazy. I could feel the bile rising in the back of my throat from this mans touch. I’ve never really wanted a man’s touch until recently. But, something about this man touching me just feels wrong and not just because he's molesting me. Something about him just screams pure evil. I look to Jason and see pain written all over his face. I could tell Charles’ display is affecting him just as bad as it is me. Too bad he can’t make a solid shot. He’s barely standing as it is. So, it’s either let this vile creature rape and claim me or figure something out and figure it out quick.

I tried to plead to Jason with my eyes to understand what I’m about to do. He can’t acknowledge me for it might give away my actions to Charles. So I do the only thing I can. I start to moan back at him and rub my butt into his hard shaft. He takes it as an open invitation and does exactly what I expected him to do. He removes the knife from behind my back to grab my breast. As soon as he seems good and distracted I elbow him as hard as I can in the ribs and drop to the floor. Charles was too stunned to react quickly enough and is now in Jason’s sights and has no time to move or reach for me again. Jason fires off several rounds and all bullets hit their target. Charles’ body jerks and falls to the floor with a hard thud.

I scrambled out of the way and to my feet. I run to catch Jason as he slides down the cave wall. When I reach Jason his eyes roll into the back of his head and his body goes limp.

“Jason! Oh god Jason! Please baby hold on.”

Thirty six gruesome hours later we are back in Miami at the hospital. Jason still hasn’t woken up yet. I’m not even sure what his injuries are or the extent of them. He was covered in so much blood it was hard to tell if it was his or the werewolves blood he was caked in. By the time I dragged him out of the cave our back up team had arrived with the medic chopper. I handed Jason over and let our field doctor work on him.

When we arrived at the hospital Jason was rushed into a room and no one has been able to see him yet. After being at the hospital for a couple of days, refusing to leave, and with no information on how Jason was doing a doctor finally walks into the waiting room.

“Are you Miss Barnes?” he asks

I stand up, “yes that’s me.”

“Jason woke up and he’s asking for you.”

“Oh thank god. Thank you doctor,” he nods his head as I rush past him and run down the hall to Jason’s room.

I entered the room to Jason lying in a hospital bed covered in a thin white sheet. I walk over to him, look down and smile. He looks up at me meeting my eyes returning my smile, “did you really call me baby?” he asked laughing.

“If you can joke around then you are feeling much better,” I smile and smack his shoulder. He moves to sit up in the hospital bed and I jump to my feet to help him. Jason reaches out and grabs my arm. “What the hell Jason don’t move you’re injured.”

“No I’m not. I just got a nasty bump on my head.”

“But, all the blood.”

Jason holds out a hand to stop my protest, “Not my blood. It was the wolves. I just got my head beat in pretty good,” he emphasizes by rubbing the back of his head, “and probably a good concussion to go with it and hey, who said I was joking around. I specifically heard, “oh god baby please hang on, i need you, i want you, i love you so much, and I believe there was a lot of crying.” he said playfully and winking at me.

At his silliness I can’t help but laugh, “ha ha funny guy. If you can think up such ridiculous shit then I think your gonna be just fine.”

“So, whatcha say we blow this joint and go get plastered?” he asks wiggling his eyebrows.

“Why the hell not,” I agreed happily, “After all what we’ve been through the last few days we could both use a good stiff drink.”

Nikolaos stands in a dark corner in Adalwulf’s Den a club he owns, watching Jessi and his brother at a table by the dance floor drinking laughing and having a good time. He would have gone to the hospital to check on his brother but Jessi refused to leave his side and he couldn’t risk her finding out. The only thing he could do was command the werewolf doctor taking care of his brother to refuse Jessi access to him until he woke up. According the doctors the areas around his ribs were completely shredded and he had a chunk of meat taken out of his right shoulder from fighting the wolves at the cave while he stayed in human form. If he would’ve shifted he wouldn’t have a scratch on him but none of us can afford for Jessi to find out the truth before it’s time.

The doctor also mentioned he was talking while in a healing coma saying things Jessi doesn’t need to know just yet. So, unfortunately because of the circumstances I couldn’t be there for my little brother and because Jason was healing so fast I couldn’t take the chance of Jessi seeing him and finding out what he really is. So this time we all had to suffer.

Before Jason picked Jessi up for their night out he did manage to call me and give me a full update on exactly what happened in the mountains. Thank the Goddess Jessi thought Charles Devoncourt was nuts otherwise we’d all have a lot of explaining to do. If that scumbag wasn’t already dead I’d kill him myself for touching what was mine. It took all I had not to shift just listening to what he did to Jessi. No one touches what belongs to me. Including little brothers being led onto the dance floor right now by Jessi.

“Hey knot head. Do you wanna dance?” I yell at Jason over the music.

“No I don’t.”

I stand up, grab his hand and drag him to the dance floor. If he thinks he’s getting out of this he’s crazy. I don’t know what is in them drinks but damn I feel good. I feel so alive my body is buzzing with energy. I can’t stand sitting still for too long, I tend to get a little antsy. But, tonight it seems worse. I can literally feel the energy pouring off my body. If I didn’t know better I’d say my body was harvesting energy.

I dance circles around Jason while he laughs at me. I know I probably look like I’m try to rain dance or something but I don’t care. I’m just here to have some much needed fun. The poor man really can dance, well ballroom that is. But, you get him to a club and dancing to music with bass and he seems so outta place.  He’s just standing there tapping his foot swaying side to side. Every once in awhile he’ll wiggle his butt for me. I just clap and keep dancing around him. I was reaching for Jason when I got a whiff of vanilla. It smells familiar but for the life of me I can’t remember where I’ve smelled that scent before and now it’s mixed when Jasmine. The buzzing in my body intensifies until I’m burning with heat and need. I feel the dampness starting between my legs. Uncomfortable I start to rub my legs together trying to release the pressure that’s building inside my body. Lost in my own sensations I didn’t notice that Jason walked away and was no longer standing in front of me.

An arm wraps around my front lower abdomen from behind and I’m pulled back into a muscular chest. We sway to the music working our bodies together and rolling our hips. My skin feels so hot; it feels like it’s covered in flames. Contact with the stranger seemed to make my body hum even more. Not sure what to do or what I need I press back into the chest of the man holding me and start to grind my hips with his. I wonder where Jason got off to. Maybe some girl dragged him off to dance somewhere. With the way I’m feeling I really don’t care. I feel hot, high, energized, and extremely horny.

I lean my head back onto the man’s chest just as another man walks up in front of me and this man brings a new meaning to the word hot. Tall, dark, beautiful and gorgeous green eyes. The stranger in front of me puts his hands on my hips and his thigh between my legs and begins to sway with me and the other guy behind me. The guy behind me grinds his erection into my backside and the guy in front of me uses his thigh to put pressure onto my pussy.

I grind my body into both of theirs loving the feeling of being between two men. I know I shouldn’t be thinking or acting like this. Something seems extremely wrong but right now my mind can’t seem to process anything I’m doing or what’s going on around me. Besides I’m too high on energy to give a shit.

Just as I started moaning both men were ripped away from me by a very pissed off Jason. He reaches down, grabs me, and throws me over his shoulder. I screech, kick, and pound on his back but it doesn’t even seem to faze him. “What the fuck Jason? We were just dancing and having a good time.”

“Yeah having too much of a good time. I didn’t bring you here to act like a slut!” he yells.

Now I’m really pissed, “Did you just call me a slut fuck face?” I’m screaming at him to put me the fuck down and beating the shit out of him. Jason reaches up and smacks me on the ass hard.

“Ow you cold hearted bastard put me down!”

“No!” he roars, “and if you keep throwing a fit I’m gonna put you over my knee and really spank your ass. Now shut up and be still.”

Jason walks with me over his shoulder to his car, throws me in the front seat, and slams the door.

“Gee talk about me throwing a hissy fit,” I mutter under my breath.

If I didn’t know any better with the death glare he just shot me through the windshield I’d say he heard me. But that’s impossible.

Jason snatches the driver side door open, jumps in and peels out of the parking lot. On the drive back to my house neither one of us said a word. When we pull up to my front door I jump out of the car as quick as I can just to get away from the prick. But I’m not so lucky. As I’m getting out so is Jason. He stalks over to the passenger side of the car towards me and plants both hands on the roof of his car on each side of me boxing me in.

He leans in close to my face, “first, I wouldn’t call you a slut if you weren’t acting like one. Secondly, the next time you act like that I will put you over my knee and paddle yours ass,” he all but roars in my face.

I’m not sure what came over me, I’m not sure if it’s his dominant attitude or the paddling my ass part but I leaned into him and planted my lips directly on his. At first he didn’t respond. But after a few seconds he snaps out of it and kisses me back. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and bites it asking for permission to enter and I freely give it. When his tongue touched mine its like fireworks went off inside my body. Every bit of my body heat traveled south straight to my pussy causing my clit to throb and all my pent up energy seemed to be releasing.

He pulls away and I whimper at the loss of contact only to have him trail kisses along my jaw down my throat. He runs his hands down my back to cup my ass and lift me so I wrap my legs around his waist. He pulls away from me just far enough to snatch my dress over my head leaving me in nothing but my bra and silk thong. He starts rocking his hips pressing his hard shaft against my pussy and I happily rub myself against him like a bitch in heat. I reach down to unbutton his pants and he drops me on my ass.

We’re both panting, “I’m sorry Jess but I can’t.” He looks panicked and runs off into the woods.

I sit on the ground too stunned to move. I can’t believe he just tossed me on my ass and ran off into the woods. This guy has serious mental issues. One minute he’s hot and the next he’s cold. I prefer the hot part. Well, at the moment I do. At that thought my head snaps towards the woods just as I see Jason disappearing into the tree line.

I snatch my dress up off the ground slip it back on and run after him. I swear this man has Dissociative Identity Disorder. One minute he’s making out with me, the next he’s being an ass, then he’s sweet, then he’s quite, then he goes all alpha male. I don’t know what game he’s playing at but when I get my hands on him I’m gonna ring his damn neck.

I run through the woods falling the trail that leads to the stream and clearing. As I walk into the clearing I see Jason hunched over on all fours. One minute he’s Jason the next.... I cover my mouth with my hand to try and muffle the gasp that escaped my lips. I feel like I just got punched in the gut and all air has left my body. I know I’m not crazy Jason was just there. But what’s there isn’t Jason.

In the clearing standing in front of me I stare into the eyes of the biggest grey wolf I have ever seen. But when, how? He couldn’t of been turned by the wolves he fought in Colorado. It takes three black moons before a change begins.

I let out a blood curdling scream. I screamed until I my throat became raw. Not able to scream anymore I whisper, “change back now.“ I know he can hear me. He probably could have heard me a mile away.

Jason changes back to human form and now is standing before me naked as a jailbird. He holds his hands up palms out letting me know he means no harm and walk towards me. I hold up my hand to stop him. “Don’t come any closer,” I say. A look of hurt and pain crosses his face before he can cover it up. But it’s too late I already saw.

“I’m not gonna hurt you Jessi. Please just let me explain,” he pleads.

“Oh you're gonna explain alright but don’t move another fucking inch. How?” I shake my head, “Don’t answer that of course I know how but who knows? Does Jackson know you turn furry and when he hired you, he said he stuck you with me because you didn’t know much about the supes,” I laugh, “I guess he was lying about that too huh.”

By the look of guilt and shame on his face I can tell Jackson knows what Jason is and that Jackson had been lying to me about it. What am I thinking of course Jackson knows, he knows everything.

“So, Jason. If Jason is even your real name. Since I seem to be the only person left in the dark around here is there any truth to what Devoncourt said?” I ask praying to God there’s not.

“Yes. Everything Devoncourt said that day in the cave was true.”

“Wait a minute. He said all of you were lying to me and hiding things. He also said I was a half breed.”

“And like I said everything he said is true. Just let me explain please,” he begs.

I cross my arms over my chest and count to ten. I’m not sure if it’s to calm down or to keep from fainting, “fine start explaining because the last time I checked I was human. I don’t drink blood and I think I would know if I turned furry.”

“Are you going to keep rambling or are you going to let me talk?”

“Fine. Explain.”

“First off as you saw I’m a werewolf. Everyone in your life is some sort of shifter including your mother.”

The mention of my mother causes to gasp. I start to speak when Jason hold up his hand to shut me up.

“Yes your mother as well. She is also a werewolf and so is Jackson. Actually most everyone in SID’s is a wolf except Watson he’s a werelion. There’s also a couple of weretigers as well. The words you saw on Mark’s wall that Kincaid tried to cover were prophetic words about you. Well about you and Nikolaos.”

“What the bloody hell does Nikolaos have to do with me? I don’t even know him. I’ve never even seen him.”

“Yes I know but you know his scent. To you it smells like vanilla,” he raises his hand to cut me off again. “as I was saying the prophecy is about you. Gaia or also know as Mother Earth, she is the creator of all things and her husband Uranus also know as Pan God or Sky God put their essence into your mother’s womb the night she conceived you on a blood moon. It is said that a half breed daughter will be born to procreate our race with Gaia’s son which is Nikolaos.”

Oh my god I think I’m gonna be sick. “So, you’re telling me I was born to fuck and breed and that’s what fate has in store for me?” I asked.

“No that’s not what I’m saying. You have heard of true mates, correct?”

“Yes of course. It’s where two were creatures are fated to be together and no matter what they will end up together because they are two halves of one whole. One can’t be without the other and all that bullshit. But, what does that have to do with me.”

“Okay even though you were born with Gaia and Uranus’ essence you also happen to be Nikolaos’ true mate.”

“No fucking way in hell am I sleeping with that barbaric fucker just to repopulate and save your kind. Not gonna happen buster. And what’s this shit about half breed? If my mother’s a wolf then doesn’t that mean I’m a werewolf too?”

“You forgot another factor in this. Your father.”

“My father? Wouldn’t he be a werewolf too? I mean mom loved him so much they had to be true mates. Right?” I asked hopeful.

“Unfortunately you're wrong on both counts. You father was a vampire and he is not your mothers true mate, Jackson is.”

“How in the fuck is that possible? Vampires can’t reproduce and what’s this shit about my mom and Jackson?” I asked. To be honest I knew something was going on with them. But I never expected this. At the ball I told them to basically go home and have wild monkey sex and get it over with. Speaking of my mother and the ball I wonder where she got off to. With everything going on I completely forgot about her. I snap out of my own inner turmoil and focus back on Jason.

When he realized I snapped out of my thoughts and was paying attention again he continued his explanation. “Every supernatural is born with a gift, whether you are born naturally as a were animal or reborn as a vampire we are all born with a gift. Your mother’s gift is to read emotions.”

“No wonder that bloody woman always showed up when it seemed like I needed her the most.”

“Yes that’s one way of putting it. But, she can only sense your emotions from a distance because you are tied by blood or she can since he true mates emotions because they are connected by fate. Anyone else and she has to be in close proximity to or touching them.”

“And my father?” I asked.

“Your father was born with the gift of procreation. Gaia decides which gifts we all receive since the gifts do come from her. Even though your father was a vampire and vampire can’t reproduce she saw you in a vision of the future and knew what gift to give him so she could pass her gifts to you through your conception. In a way we are all her children since she created all things.”

“Okay I get it not only am I finding out I’m a freak but I’m a double extra freak because I’m a half breed with godly essence.”

“You're not a freak Jessi. You’re just very unique.”

“Prophecy.” I say impatiently not wanting to hear any sympathy coming from him.

“Right. Well, it states that you will be the bringer of salvation or destruction. It also states something about three possible mates.”

“It states something? You mean to tell me you don’t even know the whole fucking prophecy.” I shriek.

“No one knows the whole prophecy. The only person who knew obviously other than Gaia and Uranus is, was Devoncourt. He was the only known soothsayer alive.”

I throw my hands up exasperated. Not only am I having a lot of shit thrown at me but I’m having half assed shit thrown at me. “So exactly what gift did dearest Mother Earth throw my way?”

“No one knows that. We just know that you next to Nikolaos are the most powerful beings on earth and if you two have children they will be completely indestructible.”

“Why that’s the only plus to this whole fucked up situation. That is if I ever decide to have children. Now tell me why do I keep smelling vanilla and sometimes Jasmine?”

“Vanilla is like scent marking for us to let the female know she’s found her mate but vanilla isn’t always the only scent your mate will have.  We all have our own unique smell. Jasmine is your scent marker for the male to let him know you are his mate and your jasmine scent will increase when you come into heat and it get worse. If the pressure that builds up in you during your heat and has no release it can be quite painful for you.”

“Is that why I’ve been acting so damn strange? I swear before everything goes haywire I smell vanilla. Wait does that mean every time I’ve smelt vanilla Nikolaos has been near?”

“Yes every time and I know what you're thinking, yes he was at the club.”

“Is that why you keep coming on to me then running for the hills and being an ass because I’m coming into my heat?”

“Yes and no. Mostly yes. Your scent drives me fucking wild and sometimes I can’t control myself any longer causing my wolf to take over. Don’t get me wrong you are absolutely beautiful and I’d be lucky to be your mate but I’m not and you belong to someone else. So yes I pull away and yes I act like an ass but not because of you. It’s just, I get pissed off with myself for not having better control.”

“Well at least it’s not what I thought your problem was.”

“And what exactly did you think my problem was?” he asked amused.

“Honestly, more along the lines of crazy, perhaps turrets syndrome, or possibly Dissociative Identity Disorder.”

At that Jason laughed, “Jason this is so not funny.”

“Well,” he says stepping closer to me and reaching out to grab my hand in a handshake, “since I’m able to be honest with you let me properly introduce myself, names Graham Alex MacGriogair.”

I immediately dropped his hand. “You mean to tell me you're related to Nikolaos!”

“He’s my brother,” he admits.

“Your brother!” I scream.

“Yes. My older brother,” he steps back to me to reach for me again, this time I step back out of reach and look at him the pure hatred.

“This whole time,” I whisper, “this whole fucking time! You make me feel and you’ve been playing me this whole fucking time!” I scream, “What is this? Some sick fucking joke you and your brother like to play.”

He reaches out to me and I step back and hold my hands up. “Don’t Jason, graham whatever your name is. Just don’t. This is too much. I need to think,” and with that i turned on my heels and walk away leaving Jason, ugh Graham, whatever in the clearing.

I walk briskly back to my house trying to put distance between me Jason. I feel used, hurt, and betrayed. But, most of all I feel absolutely stupid. I know I’ve been acting out of character and I now know it’s because of some damn heat but I would have given myself to that lying bastard tonight. Okay well maybe not, maybe, I don’t know, hopefully I would’ve come to my senses and stopped it before it happened. Yes I’m attracted to the guy. I’m not blind. But do I really care about him in the relationship kind of way. No, no I don’t. It would have been a mistake if anything happened between us and a mistake I wouldn’t be able to handle.

I go inside my house and head straight for the kitchen to see if mom left a note telling me where she is. If she did it’s usually on my counter. I walk around the dining table to the breakfast area and there the table was a note from mom telling me since I got busy with work she decided to head home early and for me to call her as soon as I get the chance.

I rip the note off the pad, throw it in the trash and walk back out my front door needing to get the hell out of here. This time when I go out I’m really getting hammered.