I'm the Alpha's Girl

Chapter 21

Blake is back guys! Gasp. If any of you know WillowEmi, please tell me. You know, her account has been deleted. ;( Stuck in Minecraft was a great story, she was pretty famous for it. Too bad her account was deleted. But if you search WillowEmi, you can find a little book thing there, it tells you that you can write things about her to remember her, honor her, ect.



Anyways, enough about WillowEmi! We shall go onwards to the blasted story, filled with danger and cautions! Blake is back. He is going to KILL Eliza...



OoO Oops spoiler alert!!!



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I looked up at Dawson. Blake? Is back?! Oh, haven't I enough enemies and problems on my hands? "Who sighted him?", Jackson asked worriedly.



"Um, Jenners Duff, your third in command.", Dawson replied.



"I know he's my third in command! What happened to him?!"



"Who, Jenners? Or Blake?"



"Blake, for fucking sake!"



"Well, Blake attacked Jenners and he blacked out, just before you left."



Jackson was fuming by now. I watched worriedly as he raised him balled hand to punch a table with a few werewolf children sitting there.



"Jackson, no!", I commanded strongly. Hey, is this my Luna voice?! Cool. Jackson stopped his wrist just as the kids began to shriek. I ran over to them and hugged them. I know, I know, It sound really...odd.



"Are you okay?", I asked the little girl. She looked about 4 years old, and she had auburn hair and light brown eyes.



"Mmhmm.", she said.



I smiled. "Okay, then, go find your mommy."



The kids fled, and I turned to Jackson, who was watching me with adoration in his eyes.



"Jackson!", I scolded. "What was that?! Scaring off little kids like that. Nuh uh. I don't tolerate that attitude."



He continued to stare at me with adoration. "You'd make a great mother.", he commented, causing me to blush.



"Um, thanks?...", I muttered, biting my lower lip. Dang, did he just say I'd make a great mother?! I'm freaking 18! But it did sound kind of sexy when he said it... Oh, gosh, no. Please, Eliza, stop picturing dirty pictures in your head, Eliza, please stop, I beg you.



Dawson was smirking and Macie was making kissy faces behind her mate's back. I shot her an annoyed look. Gosh, she was supposed to be a geek! Not our baby making imitator! Ew.



"Jackson, we'll be waiting at the pack house.", Dawson broke the silence. "We expect you to be here at 9:00. No excuses."



I checked my phone. It was just 3:00. Yay! But boo, because a psycho killer is on the loose and ready to kill me.



Macie followed behind Dawson as they left. Jackson turned to me. What was he thinking? Was he going to take us back home?



"Come on, let's go on that ride.", he said, pointing to a scary ride that drops you really fast. Phew. So we won't go home.



"Yea, sounds fun.", I said. We rushed into line. The long, dreary line...ugh. Hey, where are the werewolf games?



"We'll visit the werewolf games after this ride, don't worry.", Jackson's voice interrupted my thoughts. Oh.



"Okay.", I said. "But only this ride, I really want to see the werewolf games."



Jackson chuckled. "Yea, I know, and I do too."



Finally, we reached the ticket collector. "Hand me your tickets, please.", the man said. He sounded oddly familiar, but I shrugged it off, deciding make out with Jackson during the ride. Which sounds totally dangerous.



We got onto the roller coaster, which only held 4 people per cart, with only 3 carts. People filled the first, second, and almost all of the third carts, leaving the last two seats open and available. "C'mon, they're still open.", Jackson said, pointing at them. We hopped in, the door closing behind us automatically.



"This is so going to fun!", a brunette girl said to her blonde friend.



The engine roared to life and the ride slowly started to move.



"I suggest you hold on tight, Eliza!", the man who looked familiar shouted over the noise. "And you, too, Jackson! This is gonna get out of control!"



I took a look back at the man and gasped. His uniform hat was off,and I recognized those gray eyes gazing at me and that light blonde hair that covered his forehead. Blake. I screamed, only causing Blake to break into a deadly grin.



"Long, suckers.", he said. "I programmed this ride at a deadly speed, so you might die-"



His voice was broken off by the sound of wind rushing past my face. I felt like the skin on my face was ripping off of it, it hurt like hell! "Jackson!", I managed to scream. "Get the seatbelt off!"



I reached down for my seatbelt, feeling for the buckle. Finally I found it. Pressing the button, I was immediately ejected into air, thanks to the speed of the coaster, and I hit the dirt with a soft "oof". I heard a similar thud next to me. "Jackson?", I asked weakly. "Is that you?"



"Yup.", Jackson groaned. "Fuck Blake, he tried to murder us. We're going home."



"But-", I started, but Jackson interrupted.



"No buts, you'll be safer at home than you are at a fair with Blake. C'mon."



He dragged me to the car, opening the door for me and getting into the driver's side. We drove home in an awkward silence. Aw, I wanted to check out the werewolf games! Jerk!