Valerie’s P.O.V.
3 HOURS LATER
“Isn’t this just so relaxing,” Stella sighed.
“Oh yes,” Hazel sighed in agreement.
There is a woman at my feet and a woman at my hands. I am getting what is called a mani-petti. Whatever that means. It’s not very relaxing. According to these women, I don’t take enough care of my hands and feet. I'm not delicate enough.
The lady at my feet took out a bottle of pink nail polish.
“If you put that on me, I’ll tear off your hands.” I glared at her.
She very carefully put it back down and ran out of the room.
The lady who was working on my hands ran after her friend.
“Can we leave yet?” I groaned.
“Not until Jackson says we can go home,” Molly said with her eyes closed.
“Why would Jackson have to tell us when we could go home?” I sat up and looked at her.
All the girls eyes widened in fear.
“Why the hell did you say that?!” Keria yelled.
“You idiot!” Cali smacked Molly.
“I’m sorry!” She yelled back.
“Everyone out! We need to have a private conversation!” Sadie shooed away the spa women.
They all quickly scurried out of the room. I glared at Molly. She shifted nervously under my gaze.
“Molly.” I said sternly.
“I can’t tell you,” she whimpered.
“I told you my secret.” I stood up, “That gives me the right to know.”
“What secret?” The other girls all asked.
I chuckled, “That you all think I’m human.”
They all look stunned, well except for Molly.
“Yea I’m a werewolf. Just like all of you guys!” I smiled, “Now can you tell me?”
Just then, Molly’s phone rang. She quickly answered it.
“Hello? Amelia! Oh, Jackson called? We can go back now? Sweet, okay we’ll see you soon then!”
She smiled at me while she hung up the phone. “We can go home now.”
“Why were we here in the first place?” I stopped her from walking out.
She sighed, “Rouges were attacking. We leave every time they do.” I gave her a questioning look. “No females are allowed to train.”
My face dropped. That ass hole. That's the whole reason why I'm here. God, I'm so stupid.
“I’m driving.” I announced and made my way out of the spa building towards the car.
Jackson’s P.O.V.
I am currently sitting on the kitchen counter while the pack doctor dabs away the blood and puss from my arm. He has already helped every other injured person and they are currently resting in the living room. He wrapped my arm and bowed his head before he left the room. We almost lost a few pack members today. I was lucky to get out with just a few scratches and bruises.
I hopped off the counter top as a car came to a screeching halt on our drive way. Someone got out angrily and stomped their way to the front door. It whipped open with all force.
“JACKSON!!! YOU ASS HOLE!!!” they screamed. Oh shit, that sounds a lot like Valerie. “DON’T YOU TRY AND HIDE FROM ME!!! OR YOU’LL BE NEXT ON MY KILL LIST!!!”
Kill list? How the hell does my human cousin have a kill list? I walked out into the entry way to find a very angry Valerie.
Valerie’s P.O.V.
To say I was angry would be an understatement. I was fuming. I really needed to let my anger out on something before I snapped.
When Jackson emerged from the kitchen, I was even more pissed.
“YOU FUCKING ASS HOLE!!!” I screamed as I stomped over to him. I didn’t notice but we were gathering a crowd. A crowd of mostly injured guys.
“W... Wha... What did I do?” He stuttered.
I was right in front of him now, “Where do I begin? Huh?”
He flinched.
“How about the fact to why I’m here? Or the fact that you don’t train any of your females?” I fake laughed, “Or the fact that I'm going to KILL YOU?”
He smirked, “I’d like to see you try.”
SLAP!
Yep, I’ve had it! I slapped him!
“Holy shit!” He put his hand to his cheek, “You’re fucking strong.”
“Well I'm most definitely not a weak human, if that's what you’re implying.”
I placed my hands on my hips as his eyes widened in surprise.
“How, you, what?”
“Guess what! Were not that different!” I shook my head and looked down, “And now I know why I'm here.”
“Why are you here?” He snickered.
I looked up at him, “To save your sorry ass.”
He laughed, “I highly doubt that.”
I patted his chest, “Darling, don’t make me laugh. I could kick your ass.” I smiled at him, “Now about why you don’t train your females.”
“We don’t want them to get hurt,” He shrugged.
I gave him a serious face.
“What if one day they don’t make it to the mall? What if one day there is a surprise attack? What if one day one day they get taken from the mall? What if one day you all get killed and they have nothing to come back to?” By the end of my speech I was yelling at him.
“Either,” I was quiet again. “You show me your weapons room and I go kill those sons of bitches or I train the females. Your choice,” I smiled at him.
“I highly doubt you could kill a rouge.” He laughed.
I frowned and walked past him towards their basement. I already knew that's where their weapons are. I opened the door and started to make my way down the stairs. Jackson was silently following me.
I flicked on the light switch at the bottom of the stairs. Everything was quickly illuminated.
“Impressive, not as big as my personal collection. But it’s still fairly good.” I shrugged.
To my right was shelf after shelf of guns. To my left was shelf after shelf of ammunition. At the end of the little hallway was a door. The door I was looking for. I walked up to the door and opened it. Inside was a vast collection of blades. My favorite weapon.
I quickly saw the two curved swords. Just like the pair I have at home. I use them at every fight. I gently pulled them off the wall.
“A little bit heavier than mine, but they’ll do.”
I smiled at Jackson as I walked back up the steps.
So I finished this last night but I didn't get to upload it till today. So I have chapter 5 ready for you... but it's all up to you if you want it uploaded. Plus its the chapter where we find out who mystery dude is :)
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