AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“You know, the best thing that ever happened to me was getting kicked out of your pack. Now, I’m only going to say this once. Release my mate and my men, or you’re going to regret it.”
“Fuck you. I’ll do whatever the hell I want. I think I’ll take your pretty little mate and show her what being with a real man is like. I’ll fuck her good, then slit her throat and fuck her some more. Maybe I’ll make you watch. Maybe I’ll let your dear old dad have a shot at her too.”
“You are a sick fuck. I don’t know why anyone with any worth would ever follow the likes of you,” Mason said.
“Me? Ha! That’s rich coming from someone who jumps into people’s dreams and twists them into what he wants them to do.”
“I was a kid! What don’t you understand about that? Maybe if my father would have manned up and shown me how to use my gift instead of denying it, things could have been different.”
“Do you ever stop whining? Jesus, fuck!” Jax rolled his eyes dramatically.
“Let them go,” Mason said again.
“Come get them if you want them so badly.”
Mason knew what Jax was doing. He was taunting him, trying to get him to make the first move, assuming Mason was there alone. Big mistake. He felt the full power of his pack running through his veins. Everyone had gathered outside. They were waiting for his orders.
He glanced around at those that had been captured and his mate before giving a single nod and letting out a loud whistle, calling the others into the abandoned warehouse.
One by one, members of his pack flanked him. The look on Jax’s face told him that he now held the upper hand when it came to strength in numbers. There were easily seventy-five wolves standing behind Mason, supporting him compared to Jax’s measly fifteen.
Jax was outnumbered and outmatched. Mason’s pack was healthy and made up of men in their prime. His former pack, well, to put it nicely, they were well past the age of midlife crisis. Jax’s men began to back away, including Mason’s father. They’d all had the look of having bitten off far more than they could chew, and they looked pissed for having been sent on a fool’s errand that was sure to lead them to their deaths should they continue to proceed with this foolishness.
“Let my mate and my people go, and I’ll let you leave with your life.” Mason didn’t mince words. He was done with all of them.
TWENTY-FIVE
Jane had never seen a more glorious man than Mason. He had stood up to his father and his former alpha with ease. She could see the other men shaking in their boots when Mason’s pack filed into the warehouse.
“You think you can beat me because you have a hoard of weaklings behind you?” Jax taunted him.
“You’re already beaten, and you know it,” Mason countered.
“Maybe, but I’ll take down as many as I can before you take me out, and I think I’ll start with your pretty little mate.” Jax grabbed Jane by her hair and lifted her off the ground.
Jane let out a shout as Jax’s fingers dug deep into her scalp. She was sure she would have a giant bald spot when all was said and done.
“Can you get to me before I mark her? Or snap her neck?” Jax asked.
“What!” she shouted as a fresh wave of panic flooded Jane’s senses. This guy was insane. Who lived like this? What did he mean by mark her? Mark her with what? She had no idea, but it sounded much less lethal than the whole snap-her-neck thing. That would definitelyun-aliveher.
“Let her go,” Mason shouted. His eyes glowed with an intensity she had never seen. Even with the current predicament that she found herself in, she still allowed herself to appreciate Mason’s beauty. He was her beast.
It was the first time she had thought of him as hers. The irony hadn’t been lost on her. Just when she was about to lose her life, she was finally ready to accept him as her man. Talk about timing.
“Easy,” Jax said to Mason. “One more step, and you’ll regret it or not. I mean, if you really cared about her, you would have marked and claimed her immediately as your own. Human or not. She would have at least been protected against this.”
Before Jane even knew what was happening, she felt a sharp pain in the side of her neck.
She screamed as the pain turned into a blistering heat that she couldn’t escape. She felt like she was going to pass the fuck out from the pain shooting through her entire body.
“No!” Mason screamed as Jax let go of Jane and pushed her to the ground. She bounced off the hard concrete.
The tiny hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as Mason shifted from his human form to his wolf form in seconds. Jane did the only thing she could think of to help her man. She kicked out her leg, connecting with the back of Jax’s knee, and sent him crumbling to the ground.
Mason was on him instantly. Jane turned away, not wanting to see what was sure to be Jax’s bloody and gruesome death. It wasn't that she felt bad for the man. She didn't. Not at all. He deserved everything he was getting and more, but that didn't mean she wanted the sight of it haunting her dreams for the rest of her life.
The members of Jax’s pack took off, running out the nearest exits. Mason’s men were hot on their heels, not letting them run from their punishment.
