Werewolf Bad Boy {Jason McCann Love Story}

"Never again."

•Selena's POV•
I start to walk up to Jason to help calm him but immediately stop when I see Jeremiah reach him first. I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear and listen closely.

"Jason, now is not the time or the place."

"Fuck off." Jason spits out and I hear a chuckle from the other alpha.

"Brothers.. Classic. And let me guess, the brown eyed newbie over there is the girlfriend?" The alpha says.

My eyes immediately snap up to the boys and my eyes land on a set of red ones. He winks at me and I frown in disgust and quickly look away.

Asshole.

I turn my back to them but continue to listen to the conversation. A few words are exchanged before Jason finally agrees to go home; reluctantly though may I add. I glance back to see Jason walking away from the scene but I raise my eyebrow at Anastasia quickly grabbing his hand and following him. She laces her fingers through his and he glances back at her for a second before ignoring it and looking back ahead. I can't help but huff in slight jealously at the sight of her just hanging off his arm like that. I glance over seeing Jeremiah staring right at me as he walks through the crowd; making me think of the training he's given me.

"I should really be teaching you to fight." He says as I finish the bottle of animal blood. I haven't killed yet and I really don't think I could handle killing an innocent animal for my own use. But he says the boys kill them so I don't have to, but I do have to drink it or I won't survive.

"Then why don't you?"

"I was gonna let Jason do it when he finds out about all of this."

"Why?" I question. He lets out a breath and he looks around the woods.

"It can get a bit.. Intimate." He says quietly and I can't help but feel butterflies erupt in my stomach.

"Like.. How?" I ask and he looks towards me.

Before I could even register what happened, one minute he was in front of me and the next he has me pinned against a tree as his hands are all over my waist.

"This is how." He says lowly and I bite my lip out of a bad habit.

"How'd you move so fast?"

"Wolf speed doll face, you'll get used to it."

I glance up at him as I notice him step closer to me making our chests press together. His icy blue eyes stare into my brown ones and I get chills down my spine. He stares at my lips and I honestly can't help but stare at his but before he leans in, I quickly get out of his grip and clear my throat. I turn my back to him and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Yeah, maybe we should leaving the fighting aspect to Jason." I remark.

Things between Jeremiah and I have gotten.. Weird. I'm not sure how I feel about it. What I do know however is that the stuffiness in this club is starting to mess with my head.

"You're cute."

I turn around to see a guy a little shorter than me, clearly drunk. I force a smile and nod in appreciation.

"Thank you, that's very kind of you." I say and he gives me a smirk as he checks me out obviously.

"Let's dance." He says and I shake my head.

"No thanks. I'm here with my boyfriend actually."

"Bitch I don't care about your fucking boyfriend, I just wanna dance I never said fuck."