Survival of the Fittest

Chapter 5

Jason’s POV:

          Fuck!!! I’m so stupid!!! Katrina just didn’t want to be told what to do; she knows she’s mine and I just had to get mad at her. Goddess help me, I’m the stupidest mate known to this world.

          I walked into the bar downtown and sat at the counter waiting for a bartender to get me some of the strongest drinks they have in this place. The bartender finally walked over and I noticed something, he’s a werewolf and he was glaring at me like there’s no tomorrow.

          “Can I help you?” He asked through clenched teeth. I could tell he was mind linking some of his pack by the way all the werewolves in the bar looked over to me to see if I was going to cause any trouble.

          “Ya, get me the strongest drink you have here, please.” I added the please as an afterthought. I didn’t want the wolves here to think I was going to cause any trouble; I just wanted to get wasted and never remember the fight I had with Katrina.

          “The strongest? Are you sure? Even werewolves sometimes can’t handle the strongest that this bar serves.” He said while smirking knowing I was going to take the bait and demand the drink.

          “Get me the fucking drink.” I said through clenched teeth like he had a few moments ago. He smirked in reply and started making something with vodka, rum, gin, tequila, and grain alcohol. He then added something from a pill that made me raise an eyebrow at.

          “The strongest dose of wolfbane a werewolf can have without it killing them. You’ll feel really drunk. The drink I have made for you is called *Vocatus*; you will feel the effect within a few moments of drinking this. Have fun.” He said as he put the drink on the counter. It looked nasty and I could smell the alcohol coming off of it but the wolfbane was the punch. It was the strongest out of all the scents; I couldn’t wait to down this. It was in a shot glass so I downed it as fast as I could. 

          “How many of these can I have?” I asked with a slight slur. Wow, the Vocatus was really going straight to my head. This might not be very good.

          “Stupid wolf, you can only have one unless you would like to die from an overdose of wolfbane!!! Goddess help me, wolves are just getting stupider and stupider every day.” He said as he started to walk away.

          “Hey!!!” I cried as I grabbed onto the back of his collar and dragged him over the counter to face in front of me. I noticed the other werewolves got up from their seat and stared to move closer in case something bad happens.

          “Stupid stupid wolf, you think you can do anything to harm me while all these other wolves are here? The beta of our pack is here.” He said confidently.

          “Beta or not, you insulted me.” I said as I raised my fist and slammed it into the area below the ear, near the jaw; he was out after one punch. I threw him onto the counter and made sure he was breathing before I turned to walk outside after throwing $50 onto his chest.

          “Hey, that was one of the Blood Moon pack members. You, rouge, can’t hurt or fight a pack member without there being a punishment of death. Hope you like dying because that’s what’s going to happen to you.” The beta of the pack said before trying to grab me; key word being trying. My parents weren’t Alpha and Alpha female for nothing; I learned from the best fighters before we moved and then I continued training here.

          I ran down the street and didn’t stop until I came in front of the house; I listened in to hear my mate and sister talking.

          “He didn’t mean anything that he said. He was just mad and his wolves temper got the best of him. Believe me I’d kick his ass for you if I could.” I heard my sister say.

          “But he sounded completely serious when he said he didn’t want me as a mate. Fuck, he called me a slut, Sammy!!! I hate that I miss him so much right now.” I heard my mate say before I sob racked through her body.

          I walked into the house and walked right up to Sammy’s room where the two where. They seemed shocked to see me but Sammy’s shock went to a smirk when she noticed I wasn’t stopping and was heading right for my mate. I picked Katrina up and walked her to my room where I threw her onto the bed and climbed on top of her.

          “I didn’t mean anything that I said Katrina, you have to believe me. I promise that will never happen again. I love you and I want you as a mate, and as much as this pains me to say so, you can make friends with guys; as long as they don’t hit on you.” I said gently with a pained expression at the end.

          “Seriously?” She breathed out.

          “Definitely.” I said as I went to kiss her but she turned her head away. I looked at her with a hurt expression.

          “Are you drunk?” She asked while giggling a little. Apparently she finds me being drunk pretty funny.

          “I am but I meant everything that I said. I truly love you and I don’t want to lose you as my mate. Now let’s get some sleep cause the drink I had is going straight to my head.” I said as I started to close my eyes.

          “I love you too, Jason.” Katrina said before she snuggled into my arms and was fast asleep in a minute.

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*Vocatus*- alcohol (in Latin)

Hope you enjoyed this chapter.