Jasmine's world consisted of two things...her grind and surviving the world of werewolves and her past. As an Omega her past has never been something to brag about, given that she'd not had many choices in the manner to do so when bragging meant her...
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Chapter 7~ Blissful Praise
~*STEPHAN'S P.O.V*~
My mind was running 100mph and literally I felt like an idiot for the screw up I did. We wanted to be affiliated with the falcon pack which was the biggest pack in the state of Chicago, but something snapped in me when I saw Jasmine. It pissed me off seeing her with another Alpha, and to make it so bad it was the Alpha of the pack we needed to meet with.
My Beta Kirkland and I had a plan I got a tip from one of my omega girls, Melanie that messed around with his cousin which I had them followed of course. After the run in at the meeting I was so furious because her once again screwing up my life, first Ariel gets into a huge fight and I lose her to the car accident after she ran out, it was all Jazz's fault. Now my very perfect plan of taking and abducting the new Luna of the Flacon pack was screwed finding out it was her.
Fucking bitch! I swear when I got my hands on her I was going to punish her from running from my pack and fuck her senseless leaving her no room to move her thick ass around. She was sexy as hell and I always wanted her over Ariel's twig ass. It turned me on to see the pack pick and taunt with her. My thing was violence turned me on, dominance, power and pain. I loved it and Ariel was my mate and she was opposite of that so I found something that was my type and Jazz fit that perfectly. I had to figure it out but she may just have given me an advantage and not so much ruined it after all...
"JOSEPH!"
"Yes Alpha?" he bowed down low and I smiled at that loving the reverence.
I use to see Jazz pray and that shit pissed me off because I was the only one she was supposed to be doing that to. I had an idea and this time, it included punishing her once and for all.
"You're going on a mission, I'm sending you and kirk to Detroit, here is what I want you to do...I am going to get you some non-traceable cell phones so nothing can be traced to me. You are to know Jazz, love her, fuck her; I don't give a shit but make that bitch worship the ground you walk on. She likes church and all that so what's going to happen is I will send you and Kirk and Kirk will be Melanie's boyfriend. This will get in good with the lesbian cousin because Melanie already slept with her after that incident at the restaurant." I grabbed a wad of cash from my safe and it was rolled up with a band around it.
"Your name is going to be Joseph like it is, all of you keep your normal names. Take this money; I'll have Derek get you two nice ass cars, nice cars....over the fucking top cars. Jaguar for you Joseph and for you Kirk, a Mercedes-Benz CL600, these cars is the top notch vehicles and they will not even suspect a damn thing about you." I smiled at my plan, it was good.
"Do you understand?" I asked them.
"Yes, what about the church, where is it; where the hell is anything there?" Kirk asked.
