Dominance [On Hold]

8: Alpha Jeremy

**JEREMY'S POINT OF VIEW**

Sitting in my office, a drink in my hand, I stared at the phone. I was pathetic, waiting for any chance for her to call back. All of our ever-so-pleasant conversations, and I still haven't gotten her name. She had plenty of nicknames though, this I learned from Alpha James. 

The Assassin, The Bloodhound, but the one that made me itch most of all was Chandler's Girl. She's my mate god dammit and she should be with me! But no, we both have to be bloodthirsty psychopaths who want each other dead. Knocking back the glass of liquor in my hand, I slammed it down on the wooden desk. 

Suddenly, the door to my office was thrown open and Clayton rushed in, "Jeremy you're gonna want to come see this." 

He was panting and eyes wide, with a bit of blood on his hand and shirt. Jumping up, I followed him as we ran out of the house, "What is it?" 

We slowed to a jog as we came upon the edge of the woods. A patrolman named Arthur answered my question for me, "It's Edward, Alpha." 

Edward, my spy, and younger cousin whom I had sent into Fallen Pack territory a  year and a half ago to gather Intel for me. He was a handsome boy, but now he was completely bloodied and bruised, his face looked like it had been a punching bag for the whole pack. Kneeling down in front of him, I held his face, "Eddie, what happened?" 

He struggled to speak, "I was s-sent with a message f-from Alpha Chandler." 

I nodded. 

Edward continued, "First, I am the one and only warning both you and Alpha James will receive. And secondly, game on." 

"Game on? Game on?! What the fuck does that even mean?" I exclaimed, jumping up and growling pacing, "What else did he say? Did he give any context clues as to what he's planning?" 

"He, sir?" Eddie asked, looking confused. 

Rolling my eyes, I exclaimed, "Alpha Chandler!" 

"Alpha, I think you're confused, Alpha Chandler is not a man," He stated, his brows furrowed. 

Narrowing my eyes, I crouched down beside him and spoke lowly in a controlled manner, although I was gritting the words through my teeth, "Then who. Is. Alpha. Chandler?" 

"The girl," he replied, "the blonde one. The guy is her Beta, Jamie." 

Standing up, I nodded stiffly, "Thank you, Edward, that will be all. Boys, please take him to see Doc, Clayton come with me." 

Swiftly, Clayton and I made our way back to my office where I immediately picked up the phone, dialing Alpha Chandler's number. My mate's number. 

Clayton grimaced, "Are you sure that's a good idea?" 

He shut his mouth upon seeing my glare. Setting it to speaker phone, I leaned forward in my chair. 

She answered the phone, "This is Fallen Mole Capture, you send 'em, we end 'em, how can I help you?" 

"Hello, bitch," I greeted, and could hear her scoff, "Or should I say, Alpha Chandler?" 

The other end was silent for a few moments before she responded, "I see our dear friend Edward has been talking quite a bit. Damn, I knew I should've ripped his tongue out." 

"You're a sociopath," I bit at her. 

I could practically feel her roll her eyes, "Now, now, please do your homework. I'm a psychopath, a person with aggressive behavior. Sociopaths have no conscience, and I promise you I do have one of those. At least, somewhere deep down inside me." 

"Either way, you're a raging lunatic," I growled and she giggled. Like, she actually fucking giggled like a little school girl. 

She giggled a little more, "It's funny, because that's the first true thing you've ever said to me. How romantic are we?" 

"Very," I spat sarcastically. "Now, I have a proposition for you." 

"Oh, do you?" She questioned, skepticism lacing her tone. 

"I want a meeting, you, me and James. Just the three of us. Perhaps we can work out our differences without any further forms of violence," I spoke calmly. 

She hummed on the other line in consideration, "If I can pick the time and the place, I'll consider it." 

"Done." 

"And," She interjected, "I want a formal apology for your attack on my pack, written, signed and dated." 

Scowling, I grit out the word, "Fine." 

"Excellent!" She chirped, "We'll meet tonight at midnight at the base of the Crestwood Waterfall. See you then!" 

With that, the line clicked dead and Clayton looked at me in shock and confusion, "What are you doing?" 

Standing up, I sighed, "Clayton, this is something that has to be done for the greater good. And if you think it'll actually be just the three of us, you're crazy. So, we need a plan on how to capture Chandler to use her as leverage against her pack to surrender completely to our conditions. Oh, and get James on the line, he sort of needs to be there too." 

He nodded, picking up the phone and dialing. As I made my way to my room, I undressed and made my way to the shower, stepping into the freezing water, not even bothering to wait for it to heat up. 

All I could think about was Chandler. Her blonde hair, her stormy eyes and the murderous look on her face when she wanted to kill me. When I had first seen her, I was prepared to lay down everything for her. To immediately stop the siege and let her pack be, for the sake of herself. But then, she had to go and be a complete bitch and threaten me. It was clear then that I couldn't just give up, or else I would never have her. 

And fuck did I want her. 

I guess it's true what they say. The things you want the most are the things you can't have. And so if I can't have Chandler, I'll just have to take her. And sure she'll probably despise me for it, but she already hates me so how much worse can it get? 

Groaning, I rested my forehead against the wall of the shower, water pouring over my head. This was going to be one hell of a night. 

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a/n: Eep so I did a Jeremy POV. I can tell you right now that there probably won't be very many of these, if at all any more, so if these annoy you sorry for this one and if you love them then sorry for only doing this one xD but yeah we got a little glimpse into how he views Chandler, plus he found out who she is and all that good jazz. 

QOTC: Do you think Jeremy is really going to kidnap Chandler?