You Got To Believe Me

Chapter Twenty-five

Corbyn

Today was the day Jack and I would have a date again. I was so excited! It felt like forever, granted that was my own stupid doing.

I tried to isolate myself from him but I just can't. I really did like him...maybe even loved him and wanted to be mates with him so bad.

The cookout yesterday at Daniel's house was amazing. We needed to all get together more often, it was a blast! Everyone got along or at least seemed like they did and it really was just a lot of fun.

Huh? That's weird. I was walking to the kitchen and as I was passing through the living room, I notice the sliding door open. Good thing no rodents came inside, not that I thought they would. I was a coyote afterall, they knew better, but still!

I walk over to the sliding door about to close it but freeze, the color draining from my face.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" I can't help but yell to myself.

I growl, my teeth and claws coming out as I lose control slightly. I turn around and stomp up the stairs. Muttering to myself about lack of trust and how I thought Jack would be over this. He looked so sincere! But I am just stupid and in love and believed him. I can't let him keep doing this!

My ears sprouting as well as my tail, looking like a full hybrid now. I was just so mad, a dark aura encasing me, snarls escaping me every second. I was mad....but mostly hurt.

I wanted Jack and I to work out so much....but it didn't seem like it was going to. A ping in my heart makes me stumble a moment at that realization before I shake my head and continue towards Jack's room.

I don't bother knocking and burst in, flushing and a little stunned to see Jack out of the shower, a towel around his waist and hair brush in his hand, going through his curles.

"Oh...um...hi?" Jack asked confused before he tenses up, smelling my scent and seeing my features. It was obvious I was a little more than on edge.

"I trusted you." I snarl out, my alpha voice out.

I tried to beat it down, to get control back, but it was too late. I was hurt and mad and still so in love with him it hurt. Too many emotions going through me and it was just overall too much.

"Corbyn, take a deep breath. You can trust me." Jack says, taking a step closer to me.

Letting me see his pretty tan skin, it still glistening from his shower. He was so gorgeous! I wanted him as my mate so bad, he was amazing. So funny and knew how to brighten my day with a single look. He would have been perfect!

A whimper leaving me before it converts into a growl, my sharp canines pointing out of my lips. "I want you as my mate, but you must not want me." I get out, my alpha voice dark and sorrowful.

"Oh Corbyn, I want you so bad. You need to see something. You can trust me, I would never lie to you. I haven't been lying to you." Jack says, releasing his scent more into the air, it comforting me.

I breath it in, leaning my face into the space between Jack's shoulder and neck. "Okay." I finally get out, relaxing a little bit.

"Okay, come over here Corbs." Jack says, smiling softly at me.

He walks me over to his computer that was on his desk, I was unable to pry myself away from him. My arms wrapped around his waist and head resting against his shoulder, hugging him from behind.

"Just watch this, it will explain everything...at least I hope it will." Jack says, bitting his lip, nervous all of a sudden.

I kiss his neck, hoping to ease him. Damn it! Even when I was mad at him, I couldn't help but want to be close to him.

Jack messed with the computer for a moment and then all of a sudden I see my house on it, different views of it at least, in different rooms.

My eyes widen and a spark of fury fills me again. "You put cameras in my house!"

Jack looks at me. "I had too, I needed to figure out who was doing this okay! Please just watch." Jack explained.

Okay...I guess that made sense. He still could of asked!

"What room was destoryed this time?" Jack asked.

"It was the backyard." I tell him, watching as he lets one of the camera zoom in, to fill the whole screen.

It was of the backyard. Jack rewinds the footage until about eleven PM last night. That was roughly the time we got back from Daniel's house. We had a bonfire and s'mores after dinner. It was so fun.

The memory of Jack's brown eyes in the fire light making me melt. He was so pretty, the fire showing off the gold specks in his pretty eyes and made me want to kiss his lips.

I shake the memory away for now, focusing back on the screen. Jack fast fowards it slowly, that way we don't miss anything but at the same time we aren't waiting forever for the action.

Nothing happens until about....2:09 AM when the sliding door to the backyard opens. What the fuck?

"See! It's not me." Jack cries out, eyes lit up in excitment.

Guilt hitting me like a freight train. "Am so sorry Jack." I say, ears that were still out, flattening against my head.

"It's okay, you were going off the evidence, I would of too if the situation was switched. You stilled believed me when I said I didn't remember doing it."

I look down ashamed. "Yeah, but I should of known that if you didn't remember you didn't do it."

"Seriously Corbs, it's fine. Let's just find out who it is." Jack tells me.

We both turn back to the screen, watching as one of the figures turn the outside torches on, making enough light for them to know what they were doing but not enough light to draw attention to the people in the house, and sadly not enough for us to see their faces.

Hush whispers is suddenly heard, causing Jack's and I's eyebrows to crunch together in confusion.

"Can you turn it up?" I ask, even if he could just a tab bit more, I would be able to hear what they were saying because of my coyote ears.

"Yeah, one sec." Jack says, pressing the volume button until it was at max.

"Ready?" A woman voice asked.

"Is that...." I trail off, confused.