Not a him (Editing)

chapter 23

"Im not going anywhere with you," i snarled at him.

'Nash, get your ass over here. We got guests ,'  I mind linked Nash.

'We do?'

'Yes and you need to get down here, now!'

'But...why?,

'CAUSE IM ABOUT TO GET TAKEN BY ONE OF DEXTER'S  HENCHMEN!'

'SHIT! Im on my way.'

"It's best not to fight it, Luna."

"You have no right to call me that."

"Yes I  do. You are our alphas mate. His one and true mate."

"I already have a mate. And I dont plan on getting a new one."

He took a beep breath and closed his eyes, as if weighing out his opinions.

"I was told not to harm you, but to bring you no matter what," he let out another sigh the keeled down to me.

"Forgive me before hand, Luna," he stayed down there for a couple of minutes before disappearing.

I shot around for him and saw nothing.

Where the hell did he go!

I felt strong repulsive arms tightly take hold of me.I pulled my elbow back, slamming it into his stomach. He hunched forward allowing me to drop to the floor and round house kick his temple.

He quickly recovered and once again attempted to tackle me.

I got into a fighting position while he ran after me, but sat up when he wasnt there. Like literally wasn't there. He vanished.

I looked around, listening to my senses, until i felt him behind me.

I dropped down on the floor, dodging he swinging fist. I shot up my leg, donkey kicking him in the chin.

I round house kicked him again, but he ducked and swung at me again. I caught his fist with my hand and put pressure on his hand, sending his screaming voice into the room.

I twisted him around and stepped on the back of his knee, making his back towards, me kneeling.

"I like this game. Its really fun," I whispered in his.

"Glad to please, Luna," his free hand wrapped around my legs and lifted me up. He fell backwards, making me slam my back into the wood floors.

"Joe," I heard Nash yell from the door. "Stop playing  around with him."

"But Im having blowing off steam," i said getting up and swinging at Treyvon again.

"Just get on with it."

I let out a huff, but complied.

I stood up straight and toke a deep breath. My eyes darted to Treyvon and he reacted by screaming in pain.

His screaming got louder as I put me pain in his body.

I felt a hand on my shoulder followed by a voice.

"Thats enough."

But I kept going. I wanted him to feel pain for hurting me. For trying to hurt me. I want him dead by my hands.

"Jozef, stop!"

I was pulled out of the obese  by Nash screaming in my ear.

The screaming that had drowned my senses, not so long ago, was gone.

"He knocked out from the pain."

"I need air," i said, quickly leaving the room.

What the hell is wrong with me. I wanted to kill him, so bad. If Nash hadnt stop me I would have killed him, and liked it. I dont kill people because I feel like it, I  do ot to protect myself and my family.