The Protector

Chapter 36 (Mature Content)

Happy New Year 2020!!!

Warning this chapter contains mentions of rape and violence.  There is also a sex scene. Proceed with caution.

CHAPTER 36 (SMUTS AHEAD)

The men had made it back to the hall before Tracy and Carla arrived. Jack looked terrible. He wanted nothing more than to run to his mate and beg her forgiveness but he longer felt worthy of it. His wolf, Lucien, was still whimpering and anxious because he still couldn't contact his mate. She had blocked him. He felt torn apart with grief and heartache.

Tracy and Carla walked into the room and everyone could sense a new bond between them. A bond that very few wolves were truly capable of.

Jack wanted to jump up and grab his mate but Jonathan held him in his seat, refusing to let him move.

Carla held herself tall and proud despite her small frame. Jack was sad but glad that her face had already healed. Carla looked into Jack's eyes, without hesitation she said, "I, Carla Lynn Stauton-Baines..."

Jack roared and ripped violently away from Jonathan who released him. Grabbing Carla in his arms, he pressed her head to his chest while holding a hand over her mouth. "If you so much as think about rejection," he growled lowly, "I will take you over and over until your belly swells with my pups."

"Sure..." Tracy cuts in sarcastically, "because nothing says 'I love you' like rejection and rape."

Jack growled at her, Jonathan stepped forward with a menacing rumble in his chest but Tracy held up her hand and shook her head.

"Jack let go of her and both of you be quiet until we talk. That means you, Carla." Tracy said to her glaring friend.

A tense silence ensued until Carla finally nodded her agreement and Jack released her but refused to let her go. Carla snarled at him and tried to pull back. Jack just growled back and pulled her closer. Huffing Carla took a seat and turned away. Jack wanted nothing more than to rub against her and cover her with his scent but given the current situation he figured it was best to refrain.

Like a plague of mosquitoes at a picnic, Tiffany chose that moment to appear, "What are you doing with MY man bitch?"

Jack suddenly leaped over the table but Jonathan grabbed him before he could rip her to shreds. She was stunned at his behavior, "Jacky, baby. It's me, your mate."

"You are not my mate you whore!" Jack roared.

Tiffany's bewilderment turned to anger, "No! It's supposed to work! You're supposed to be mine!"

"What was supposed to work?" Tracy asked suspiciously.

"The witch's brew she put into Jack's drink." Reilly said.

Tiffany paled as she realized that she had been caught, self preservation was now her chief concern, "But surely after last night, you'd want to be with me. You marked and mated me."

Jack roared enraged and Tiffany realized she had made a huge mistake. His fury pushed past the mental barrier to obey his Alpha and Luna's command to stop. Jack grabbed Tiffany by the throat and shook her like a rag doll, "I saved myself for my mate and you stole that from me." Jack's rage burned high as he used all his strength to throw her across the room. Despite all the tables and benches in the way, Tiffany's body broke through most of them and she hit the wall on the far side of the room before hitting the ground with a bounce.

Jack had gone feral and was ready to finish her but before he could attack a wonderful warmth wrapped around him and his mate's scent broke through the wrathful haze. He slowly calmed down as Carla simply held him. Turning, he buried his face against her neck and openly wept while begging her to forgive him.