Unwanted By Him (On Hold, sorry!!)

So We Meet Again

Unwanted By Him

Chapter 15

So We Meet Again

Angelica’s POV

“One of you open up, right now,” Jason commanded in what I assumed was his alpha tone, which affected none of us since we belonged to a different pack.

“No thanks” I called out, grinning like a psycho.

I heard an intake of breath on the other side of the door, either from me actually talking to Jason or from anger, I wasn’t sure.

“Open it now!” Jason demanded again. I felt the power from his voice, and I think my pack did too because I heard Emily whimper.

I turned my head to look at Emily, who looked like she was fighting herself. I never had understood alpha tones but I think it affects you the most if it’s your alpha, and it affects you if the tone is powerful enough from any alpha.

I growled angrily, how dare Jason use his alpha tone on my pack! Emily still appeared to be fighting against the alphas order, and was still whimpering so I took a step forward and flung the door open. Immediately I heard Emily sigh in relief, so I slammed the door shut again. Apparently Jason was expecting this, though, and the door was stopped by his shoe.

Jason started pushing the door, so, still getting revenge, I let go of the door when Jason gave a mighty push so he toppled a bit.

Jason growled, and Parker walked in behind him. I looked at Jason again and held back a laugh. His hair had black paint in it, and his cloths had black paint on them. The paint was also all over Jason’s face. Still snickering I commented, “That’ll stain.”

Jason growled, but I didn’t care. He deserves everything that comes his way, plus more. He was a horrible person and I couldn’t care less about him. “So,” I said, “What do you want?”

“Who dropped the paint can?” Jason demanded to know.

“I,” I said, holding up my hand as if volunteering to do something. I was glaring at Jason, challenging him to do something about it.

My wolf was growling at me for not respecting her mate, but I ignored her. Still, Moon whined at me, mad, because I was the only thing keeping her from her mate.

Jason sighed and shook his head, as if he didn’t know how to respond. I repeated my old question again “What do you want?”

“Baby,” a girl, one I recognized, said, walking up behind Jason and wrapped her arms around his waist.

The girl was Kayla, head cheerleader and my head tormentor. I stiffened at the sight of her, and because of my wolfs reaction between the affection of the two.

I felt Jason’s eyes on me so I relaxed, trying to calm my wolf, but not succeeding very much. Rolling my eyes and starring at Kayla as if I could remember her, but couldn’t place a name to the face, when really, how could I forget one of the people who enjoyed tormenting me the most?