Behind The Alpha Book 5 Deacon

Chapter 21

(Chapter song ‘Where The Dark Things Are’ by Kerli)
DEACON

The entire ride home after my spat with Jenny, gave me a bit to think about.  I may have pushed a little hard, but when she pushed back, I felt I had a better grasp on how concerning the situation was.  It’s not that I think she’s incapable of handling herself, I would never think that.  I believe she may be trying to avoid embarrassment by not fully admitting something’s wrong with her.  I don’t love her any less for it.  The opposite actually.  I love her more.  She’s my baby.  I can’t not love her because she may have a medical condition.  I’m not a complete dick.  I do want her close, though.  I think she’s fighting that part.
I understand she wants to live alone, I get it, but I’m telling you.  There’s some next level shit going down and I don’t like it.  I feel like Jenny’s health is in real danger.  I don’t know why, but even my wolf feels it when we’re close to her.  There’s something in her energy he picks up on and he’s been letting me know ever since the first night she walked. 
Well, I’ll give her the space she wants.  I do have to apologize for being an asshole to her.  I don’t mean to come across as another dad, but Jenny’s the type that you can’t help it.  You don’t want the world to touch her and corrupt her spirit.  Unfortunately, for us Alpha males, we tend to take that thought and crush the spirit anyway.  For that, I have to apologize.  I came at her all wrong. 
At home, I tried to get through the stack of pack applications, but all I could think about was the anger in Jenny’s voice. 
I lean back and scrub my face.  I take a deep breath in and let it out as I drop my arms to my chair.  I look around my office then pick up my phone.  6pm.  I should go see her before she heads up to her apartment. 
Grabbing my keys, I leave my office.  I shout to Alex that I’m stepping out and hop in my car. 
I run my apology through my head as I turn onto her street.  I will be calm and understanding.  I’m going to make a sort transition plan with her.  A slow one.  She stays at my place, I stay at hers.  Something like that.  That way I’m always with her without the anger and control. As far as Phoenix goes, I’m going to have to think real hard on that one.  I can pretty much say, Jenny won’t be traveling there anytime soon. 
I get to the store and I parallel park in front of the door.  I have to do a double take as I slowly undo my belt. 
I open my door and step out, barely take my eyes off the front door of what used to be Jenny’s Bookshop.
“What…the…Fuck?”  I slam the door and walk around my car to the sidewalk. 
The front door is open slightly, but the glass is broken in the door and the display window. 
The place is dark, but I see sparks from electrical wires inside. 
My heart jumps into my throat as I shake away my shock and clue in that Jenny might be hurt in there.
“JENNIFER!!”  I rip the door open and rush in.  I get a few feet and have to stop.  “Holy shit.”
My eyes scan one side to the other. 
Book ripped and shredded.  Shelves smashed, toppled and ripped off the walls.  Ceiling with gaping holes in it.  Burn marks on the walls.  Mounds of debris all over the floor.  Live wires snapping and sparking. 
“Jenny!”  I quickly look around the debris for her.  My wolf is going insane and so am I as I toss books and broken wood. 
“What do we have here?”
I stop instantly, with a handful of broken covers and paper.  My head turns to the back alcove.  I drop what I have, straighten and tilt my head.  I raise my hand to a point as I see a door in the shelving that was never there before.  I stumble through the garbage to it.  It was half open and I pushed it the rest of the way. 
My eyes open and my mouth falls.  “You’ve got to be shitting me…” 
“My aren’t you just a yummy snack.” 
My eyes turn to my girlfriend sitting on a table in a bra and black business skirt.  Her long legs are crossed as she leans back on her hands.  Her hairs a mess, but fuck, if she doesn’t look damn hot.
I give my head a shake.  Not the time Deacon.
I rush to her.  “Baby!  My God.  What happened?”  I check her over.
She smiles.  “Oh…a little of this and a lot of that.”  She looks at me like I’m Angus Beef.  She runs her hand across my face and smiles this sexy smile I’ve never seen before. 
I grab her hand and look her over.  Overall, she looks alright, aside from being half naked, but somethings off.  “Are you ok?  What’s wrong?”
She tilts her head up at me.  “Nothings wrong.  I’m absolutely perfect.”  She smirks.  She’s sounds like she’s not sitting in the middle of her dream burning to the ground.
I shake my head.  “No…Something’s wrong.  You…You’re hurt or something.”  I look around.  “What is this?  What’s going on?  What happened to the store and why aren’t you freaking out about it?” 
She giggles and hops off the table.  “Deacon.  There’s more important things than silly books.  I just…reevaluated my priorities.”  She walks past then spins around.  Her hair flailing out around her. 
“No…You’re acting weird.”  I say cautiously.
She seductively walks up to me, running her hands up and down her body.  “Is this weird to you?”  She says in a sultry tone before grabbing my head and bruising my lips.  Her tongue commands entrance and pushes past my lips.  I grab her hair as she claws at me and tries to eat me alive.  Even though this is fucking hot and the pressure in my pants became painful, my insides are freaking out.  This is not the girl I’m falling for. 
I push her off.  “No.  Jenny, I think there’s something really wrong here.”  I stare into her eyes as she wipes her lips.
“There’s nothing wrong, Dea.  This is the new me.”  She shrugs. 
“You have a concussion or something from whatever the fuck happened here.”  I push her back to the table and make her sit on it.  “I’m getting the Doc.  Stay here.”
She narrows her eyes.  “You just don’t like that I’ve changed.  I don’t want to be the sweet, innocent, pathetic librarian anymore, Dea.  This is my beautiful self.  The real woman you want.” 
She grabs my shirt and tries to kiss me again.  I rip her hands off and point in her face.  “I’m getting the doctor.  Stay…here.”  I demand.  My eyes show I’m dead serious. 
“Yes, Alpha.”  She crosses her leg and bounces it as she leans back and smirks.  I’m really starting to hate this smart ass persona she has. 
I give her one last warning look.  “Stay.” 
She raises her hands in surrender and chuckles. 
I’m not laughing. 
I trip my way out of the store.  Once on the street I open the link.  ‘Doc.  I’m picking you up.  Something’s happened.’
‘Yes, Alpha.’  He responds. 
‘Alex.’
‘Yo.’
‘I need Enforcers down to the store.  Jenny’s…hurt.’
‘Shit.  OK.  On it in 10.’
I get in my car and drive as fast as I can through my city’s rush hour traffic to the downtown clinic.  Hopefully, he can determine what’s wrong with Jenny.  If she’s been poisoned or something, he can find it.  She wasn’t bleeding, thank God, but that doesn’t mean there’s not internal damage. 
The pack doctor gets in and I drive back to the store.  “I don’t know, Doc.  I’ve never seen a concussion do this, but there must be something wrong.”
“Don’t worry, Alpha, I’ll help her.”  He reassures. 
I turn down the street and my fucking eyes bug out.  Both of our jaws hit the floor. 
“I thought you said she was here.”  He says as he looks out the window. 
I put the car in park and just stare.  My heart is crashing against my ribs and my brain can’t even register this at all.  My skin is on fire and my wolf slams his body against his cage.
I stumble out of the car and my hands grab my hair as I look at the gaping hole where a three story office building was a few minutes ago.
“Wha?  It’s was…I left…Fucking how?!”  I yell as I rush the sidewalk.  I look at the foundation of the missing building and the bricks fall from building it was attached too.  The concrete base was cracked and crumbling.  Water pipes are ripped open and spilling water into the basement of the bookstore.  I fall to my knees at the edge of the hole and  search frantically for Jenny.  There’s no sign of her anywhere. 
“Alpha.”  The doctor starts.  “What’s going on?”
“I have no fucking clue.”  I shake my head and fall back on my calves.  I raise my head to the sky where there should be windows and brick.  I turn to him.  “Absolutely no fucking clue.” 
The streets fill with sirens as I try to process that it appears that someone took my girlfriend and the whole fucking building she was in.