Chapter 33

Elizabeth Summers’ POV
Adam had really screwed up. Pushing Patti away as he had been doing for the last few weeks was bad enough but last night he had publicly rejected her. Half of our year at school had witnessed her humiliation, she wasn’t going to forgive that easily. I was going to take some serious grovelling.
We had spent the last few hours drinking coffee on the sofa in the living room while Jasper and I tried to think of a way to get Patti to give Adam another chance. The whole thing was proving a lot more difficult than we had originally thought it would be.
None of us were particularly experienced when it came to human dating conventions. In the end we had resorted to watching some romantic films for inspiration. Jasper had his arms around me while Adam studied the screen as though he was studying for finals.
Two films later and we were all even more confused than we were at the beginning. It all seemed so convoluted. None of them seemed to be able to recognise their soulmates and they often ended up hurting each other. If this was the way human romance worked then how could Patti not want Adam?
“This is a waste of time. Why don’t you just tell her that she is yours?” Jasper suggested.
“You can’t do that, she is human.” I replied. As Adam’s mate, Patti was allowed to know what we were but it still wasn’t the best idea to just come out and say it. She would think he had lost his mind and if he somehow convinced her of the truth then she would be absolutely terrified. According to humans, we were the stuff of horror movies. Patti was going to need time, she needed to fall in love with Adam before she would be able to accept what he was.
“Well how about walking up to her at school tomorrow and kissing her?” Jasper asked, causing Adam to roll his eyes in frustration. I was starting to wonder how Jasper managed to get so many women to sleep with him, he seemed to be absolutely terrible at this.
“You can’t just randomly kiss women, they don’t normally like that kind of thing.” Adam had his body so that he was facing Jasper. His eyes were wide with shock, he was clearly as horrified by this suggestion as I was. Jasper smiled at Adam before replying.
“That’s not true, I have done it plenty of times and it always worked out well. I would kiss them for a bit then they would follow me to my car.” Oh my goddess, that was far more information that I wanted and he was still talking.
He was saying something to Adam about a time this approach got him into trouble. Apparently there was one cheerleader that he took to his car while he was meant to be in class but his teacher caught them together. Maybe this was a funny story when he was talking to Nico or Adam alone but not while I was sitting right next to him.
I turned my head away from him so that he wouldn’t be able to see how much his words hurt me. It might be silly of me but thinking about him being with anyone other than me hurt but it also filled me with another emotion that I wasn’t so familiar with, anger. I wanted to hurt this girl for touching what was mine. Even if this had happened years ago, I still wanted to make her pay.
“Baby, what’s wrong,” Jasper asked. He was pulling me into his body and pressing his lips against my neck. His sharp canines were grazing my neck and it felt as though he was about to mark me. I pulled away from him slightly and turned my attention to Adam.
“How about you tell Patti that you made a mistake and plead for her to forgive you.” I suggested, trying my best to ignore Jasper’s desperate pleading in my ear. It was difficult, the bond compelled me to forgive him and comfort him but I wasn’t going to give in that easily.
Jasper sighed and let go of me, making me feel cold and disappointed. Was he giving up that easily, was I not even worth fighting for? I turned to look at him. He was getting down on his knees in front of me. He took my hands in his as he stared straight into my eyes.
“I am so sorry. I should have waited for you and I regret not doing that.” He told me. I shook my head.
“It’s not your past that bothers me. I don’t like you talking about the other women you have been with. It makes me think you still want to live that life and makes me want to cause them harm for touching what is mine.” I growled.
A smile crossed Jasper’s lips. He got to his feet and before I had time to process what was happening I was laid down on the sofa with Jasper on top of me. His lips pressed against mine while his tongue explored my mouth.
Adam muttered something under his breath then I heard him get to his feet and leave the room. I know that I should have been worried about what he thought about us but I couldn’t focus on that now. Jasper’s kisses were so heated and seductive, all I wanted was for him to continue what he was doing to me and maybe even take things further.
“You just claimed me baby, do you realise that?” He asked. His voice was husky against my neck and it sent a shudder of desire down my spine. He kissed the spot where he would mark me very soon, teasing me with her tongue.
“Yes,” I replied. I was a little disappointed by how needy my voice sounded.
“I can’t wait to wear your mark on my neck,” he purred. I could feel him pressing against me and I was sure that wasn’t the only thing he couldn’t wait for. An involuntary moan left my mouth as his body pressed against me.
I vaguely heard the sound of the door open. “Oh goddess, I didn’t mean to interrupt. Your dad wants to talk to you.” Jasper’s mom was standing in the doorway.
Despite her exclamation she didn’t seem shocked at all. She was smiling at us and she looked almost giddy. She was rubbing her hands on the side of her dress and she was practically jumping up and down on the spot.
“Can you give us a few minutes?” Jasper asked, not removing his lips from my neck. I could feel his voice vibrating against where his mark would go. Why did she have to walk in now, things were just getting good.
“No, he said it was urgent,” Jasper’s mom replied. Jasper gave me a few brief kisses on my neck and my lips before getting to his feet and leaving me alone with his mom. I quickly adjusted my clothes and moved so that I was sitting in the corner of the sofa. Jasper’s mom came to sit down beside me.
“That looked pretty cosy,” she said. Her whole body was turned in my direction and she was sitting only a few centimetres away from me. Her huge smile was making it impossible for me not to smile back, if I wasn’t incredibly embarrassed then I was sure her excitement would have infected me too.
“You don’t need to be embarrassed, I am happy to see you getting on so well.” His mom told me. I had a feeling that if she came in a few minutes later she might not have been so excited by what she had seen. I pushed that thought away, I didn’t want to think about what she could have seen. We would have to be more careful in the future.
“We have a date soon, I should probably get ready.” I was fiddling with the hem of my top. Jasper wasn’t meant to be taking me out for a few hours but I needed a way out of this conversation before I died of embarrassment.
“Nonsense, you look perfect as you are. Besides, I want to spend some time with you. You will be in charge of the whole pack soon and you won’t have time for me.” She pouted at me and pleaded with her eyes as she spoke. Her luna aura was comforting and she was using it to put me at ease. I could feel my embarrassment slipping away and being replaced with contentment but that wasn’t enough to distract me from the bombshell she just landed.
“What do you mean that I will be in charge of the pack soon?” I asked. Jasper didn’t talk about the future much but I assumed that is because he was upset about having to give up his alpha position. How could I be luna of this pack if he wasn’t an alpha? Jasper’s mom looked at me for a few moments, clearly confused.
“I guess Jasper hasn’t told you. His father and I think your wolf is going to be an alpha. If we are right, you will be this pack’s alpha and Jasper will be your luna.” She said, completely blowing my mind. Why hadn’t Jasper told me about their theory?
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