Ain't no damn wolf

Chapter 16

Ashley's POV
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You have a Flügel inside you?' Jake repeated.

'Ye--'

'Oh. So it's kind of like us! We have our wolves. So basically just now you two switched and she was in control right?' Alex caught up, right on track.

'That's corr--'

'So that was it. But why did she want to kill Carissa so badly?' Well damn Jake, if you could let me explain, I'll tell you.

'Well if you'd let me exp--'

'Maybe it's because she smelt blood? I mean, Carissa was bleeding from a cut at her leg right Jake?'

'I'm right here people! You can ask me you know?!' I waved towards myself. Jeez, these two wanted answers and when I was ready to give them, they don't let me talk.

'Then, Ashley. It wasn't you who tried to kill Carissa but your Flügel?' Peter spoke up from the doorway. He was leaning and listening from the distance.

'Yup. I hate Barbie there, but I wouldn't try to kill her.'

A look of relief flashed through their face and I felt hurt. Wow guys. Didn't know you had so less faith in me. Thanks Jake, I love you too.

He must have noticed the hurt look I had on my face because he got up and sat me on his lap. The touch was enough to calm me down.

'Well, if you two need me, I'll be out partying. Later!' I waved Peter away as he walked out the door, letting in all the loud blasting music.

'Don't bother finding us, unless it's important.' Alex carried Sam in his arms bridal style while trying not the wake her up. I didn't even realize she passed out. Human or not, she was always weak to alcohol.

We sat in comfortable silence, only the outside music and cheering could be heard along with his warm breath against my neck.

'I'm sorry you had to see that side of me Jake.'

'Why would you be?'

I sighed and stood up facing him, 'Now you know right? I'm dangerous, I nearly killed a pack member and I didn't even use an ounce of power!'

'She deserved it. But you, you knew when to stop. You tried to patch it back up, you even asked someone to take her to the pack doctor. You hate her, hell! Everyone hates her but you still tried to get her fixed!' He stood up as well and this time I had to look up while he peered down at me.

'I don't want to repeat the past Jake,' as much as I hated thinking about it, images of my parents filtered through my mind, 'I don't want to kill anyone again.'

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Jake's POV
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'I don't want to repeat the past Jake,' she paused and for a brief moment, a sad look crossed her face, 'I don't want to kill anyone again.'

I saw two small tears slid down from her cheeks which she wiped away angrily. I was still confused at the scene earlier but right now, I was focused on cheering my mate up. It's made clear what happened was against her will, and it sure as hell made her feel guilty.

I didn't speak but held her in my arms, my wolf howling in sadness when my shirt was slowly getting wet and a small sob broke out from her.

I wanted to hold her and tell her it isn't her fault. That the pack would forgive her, but I had a hunch she wasn't breaking over earlier incident.

'Ssh.. It's ok Princess. It's ok.' I could only soothe her down. The pack meeting went ok, but I didn't expect this kind of plot twist near the end.

'No. I'm not crying over our little brawl,' even as she was crying her voice remained steady without a hitch, 'I'm crying because of the past Jake. I don't want it to repeat. You saw what I could have done, I don't want it to happen again.'

That puzzled me.

What did she mean by "happen again" ? Did she mean that she nearly killed a slut once? And what about the past? I had too many unanswered questions. I am her mate yet I barely know of her past. Actually, I know nothing about her expect that she is a Flügel and whatnot. I don't even know her favorite color damnit.

I didn't notice her sobbing stopped and that she was sleeping in my arms. Standing up. I stared at the goddess in my arms before gently picking her in my arms. My wolf purred contently when she snuggled closer, at least she wasn't crying now.

Whatever it was that upset her, I will find out tomorrow.

For now, I placed her under the covers and stripped off her dress leaving her in her underwear and bra. As much as I would want to sleep with her like this, she'd kill me when she wakes up so I took my shirt from the wardrobe that was big enough that covered her to her knees. It's safe to say that I was turned on by the sight of my mate sleeping in my clothes.

Taking off my own tear soaked shirt and jeans, i climbed into bed with my boxers on and pulled her into an embrace.

'Goodnight Princess.'

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Yes it's short, I practically had to force myself to write this to get away from all the dramatic assholes in my class. There are there joking about cutting and depression and shit when there are people out there who feels like dying everyday.

And what's worst is the people morons who said that is the two people I used to love. Why do I even like them when they themselves can't fucking understand me. I swear, if I didn't had anger management, I'd probably slap them multiple times over.

*letting off some pent up rage*

-Asylle