Rejecting The Big Bad Alpha *COMPLETED & EDITED*

Chapter 8

Jordan's POV:

Play the song xx

~ Chels

I woke up once again. Slowly, I stretched out and mumbled something incoherently that even I couldn't understand.

I've been living with Alexander for nearly a month and its actually been kind of nice and annoying too.

Although I miss my family and friends like crazy and have only seen them once which was unfortunately 3 or 4 weeks ago.

Alexander's once again, a dick because he doesn't even allow me to walk around by myself because he's 'worried' that I'll be captured by rogues or whatever the fuck that is.

I hate him.

I soonly started to realize that I was, in fact, starving. I got up, not caring if I looked like shit since Alexander was probably at the other house. I started walking down the beige carpeted stairs.

I stopped dead in my tracks, my heart stopping. There, I heard Alexander talking to someone. I heard his footsteps and they weren't fading, they were getting closer.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck." I quietly mumble as I try to tiptoe back up the stairs, but being my clumsy self, I tripped over.

I closed my eyes, readying myself for the impact but feel nothing. I look down, slightly confused but look back up, a surprised look on my face when I saw it was James holding onto me.

He put on a goofy smile and I laughed. His dark chocolate eyes stare into my light hazel ones and I chuckled slightly, only nervously.

"Thank you, James, I would've probably tripped and killed myself, and then Alexander would've killed me for killing myself." I say laughing uncomfortably.

James laughed too, gently placing me onto my feet.

I send him a small smile while he sends me one back, only brighter.

Suddenly a loud growl ripped through the air and James and my head snapped to the side.
I look down and notice that James had his hand on my hip.

"Alex, it's not what it looks like--" James begins.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME!!??" Alexander boomed angrily. I noticed James looked like he nearly shat himself. Well that makes two of us.

"Yea, Alex, it's not what it looks like." I growled out. Alexander didn't even bother to glance at me and I furrowed my eye brows in confusion.

Why didn't he get angry at me for calling him, Alex?

James's mouth hung open, most probably surprised. I felt my cheeks reddened.

Was I special to him?

Alexander then grabbed ahold of me and pulled him towards his body, shoving his head into my neck and inhaling my scent.

He then lifted his head and stared James in his eyes.

"Get out of my house, now, I'll talk to you at the pack house later." Alexander seethed out and James hung his head low, letting out a soft, 'yes Alpha' and quickly made his way to where the other boys was.

Suddenly, anger ripped through my body.

"What the fuck was that Alexander!? Why would you just get so angry!!?? I nearly tripped up the stairs and luckily James caught me--"

"Why the hell were you out of your room!? I told you to stay in there until I come get you, you know the drills, Jordan!" He growled out angrily at me.