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a lot more forcefully than I wanted.

“Sorry, again, about that.” I said, awkwardly rubbing my neck trying to pry my eyes from my imagination,

“It’s that bloody dog’s fault, not yours don’t apologize,” She said, gritting her teeth, “Thanks for the reminder, if you could please move from the door I think he needs a bit of a talking to.” Her Australian accent thick in her anger, she made her way towards me.

“Wait, I came in here to talk,” I said, putting my hand up to stop her in her tracks, she was so close to me.

“Oh yeah, you said you wanted to talk privately last night?”

“Yeah,” I said quietly, not knowing what to say now that the time came.

“Jackal, hurry up!” a muffled yell came through the door, I sighed, letting my actions speak for themselves, I grabbed Lana, surprising her and staring her deep in the eyes,

“I have no idea why,” I said, pushing my lips closer to hers, “But since I first saw you, I’ve felt this… pull, something like that, pulling me to you. I have no idea how to explain it.” I said, enclosing the small space between our lips, finally kissing her as I’d wanted to for days. She kissed back, the moment seeming to click together, feeling like this had just meant to be.

“JACKAL!!” Rowena’s annoyingly claspy voice rung out, no longer muffled, because she’d yelled so loud. Lana pulled away, and so did I. I grunted angrily, whipping the door out, anger pulsing through me from the woman interrupting something that I felt was well overdue and way too short of a moment.

“What?!” I yelled back, mocking her tone.

“You ignored me! You can’t ignore me if we’re going to be-“

“Friends, yes, for the 100th time you’ve told me this, Rowena, I heard you for Christ’s sake.” I said, wavering through the hallway, to find Rowena waiting leaning on the couch but not daring to sit on it. Smart move, Rowena, I get the feeling you wouldn’t be welcome to sit there.

“Rowena, you don’t need to be so loud,” Kierra tried to soothe her.

“Kierra, don’t put it so kindly,” Lana said from behind me, “Just tell the bitch to shut her trap or else I’ve got a hungry mutt who wouldn’t mind a bony pick such as herself” She instructed calmly, pretending Rowena wasn’t there, making her have another mini stomp tantrum. The ‘mutt’ Lana spoke of decidedly trotted over, her navy-blue towel still in its panting mouth.

“Speaking of that hungry mutt,” I said seating myself back onto the couch and making more eye contact with Lana, “He seemed a bit hungry for towels, maybe you should feed him”

The dog wagged its tail, dropping the towel and giving me some kind of happy-go lucky look. He trotted over to the crate in the corner of the room and effortlessly grabbed the heavy bag of dog food like it was as light as a feather and placed it next to his crate, then grabbing his two bowls and placing them in front of the bag. So it’s smart, and strong.

“Fine,’ Lana said, more to the dog than to me.

“You sure he doesn’t want some pancakes?” Kierra asked kindly from the kitchen,

“I’m pretty sure that’s exactly what dogs shouldn’t eat, Kierra.” Lana said, ripping open the sealable zip and pouring dog food into one bowl, then bending over to grab the other to fill it with water. As I realised Rowena saw me staring at Lana s she bent over in her skinny jeans, I quickly re-focused my attentions to Kierra,

“So, Kierra, how are those pancakes going?” I said, hoping Rowena didn’t think too hard about my glances at Lana.

“Just fine, Would you like syrup Jackal?” She asked, clearly too dull to notice what Rowena had. That I was faking a conversation.

“Why not,” I said, grinning, “I don’t mind a sweet touch in the morning,” I felt Lana’s blue eyes on me, after she clearly got my hint at the moment just before.

“And you, Rowena?” Kierra asked kindly, earning a hiss from Rowena, “Oh right, Vampire, blood, got it.” She said embarrassed that she’d forgotten that the vamp could only drink blood.

A knock on the door silenced the room,

‘Who could that be?” Kierra asked, going for the door, but Lana beat her, her eyes gleaming. Who was she happy to see, is a better question. Lana peered through the small window, but when she turned back around, her hope had drained. “You get it Kierra” she said, through biting teeth as her disappointment seemed to crush her. Willing myself to say seated, even though all I wanted to do was comfort her. Callin stopping halfway through his meal to follow at Lana’s feet, pushing his head under her free hand, whilst her other she held above her heart as if she was trying to pace it back down from her sudden excitement. Or the hurt.

“This is un-crossable territory for you, Alpha, state your business,” Kierra said, her professional side clearly acting as a replacement for the kind, dull and sweet girl from before. She held the door open just enough for her body to stand in the way, but I could smell who it was, and it was clear he was here with someone else as well. Lana’s anger spread onto me, as we both realised it was Ace at the door. My eyes reddening at the remembrance of Lana telling me the betrayal Ace put her through.

I stood up, growling, and I wasn’t the only one. Callin growled as well. Smart dog. But instead of stalking towards the door like I was, the dog went and sprawled himself out onto the chair in the corner, the sunlight coming through the window next him revealing lighter glints of his brown fur, and brightening his brown eyes. He stopped growling, but there was a coldness to his eyes that suggested something I couldn’t read. What’s he up to?

Chapter 48 >> Lana's view

 

My heart throbbed at multiple things at once, it hurt, past the point of healing. One being the fact that I’d hoped it was a loving pair of reddish-brown eyes at the door, with two swords at his belt and a smile that stilled the world. But it wasn’t, and that was heartache #2, Ace – but no just Ace. Ace with a seriously hot chick, staring at each other deeply like they were infatuated with each other. And confusing heartache #3, Jackal confessing something I didn’t know if I wanted to confess back, but after the two I’d just saw together, I didn’t want to think about confessing anything to anyone anymore. I wasn’t listening to the things being said, I just went over to the bin, grabbing the handful of paper I’d shredded last night, I stuffed the pieces into my pockets, walking over to sit on the arm of the chair that Callin splayed across, just a few hours before there was someone else there. And at that time I was happy to see them, for some crazy ass reason. Now, all I wanted was revenge, all I could see was red. I kept the red barrier up, knowing full well that if it went down it would be replaced by useless tears. I was not going to let myself be thought of as weak like that. It was only a few minutes, I shouldn’t be stupid enough to be heartbroken over him and a hot girl. Straighten yourself back up, you sexy beast, show him what he won’t ever get a chance to have. I pep talked myself up.

“There’s a dog in my seat,” I heard Ace’s voice, earning a growl from Callin that vibrated the chair.

“You cannot walk into my house and claim a seat, or treat my dog with that tone. Unless you want me to switch your dick and your brain back around for you, because you’ve clearly mixed them up,” I spat venomously, letting my eyes pierce him with an icy hatred,

“Now, Now, new Alpha, there’s no need to be so aggressive. Ace and I are here to ask of something important of you and Alpha Jackal.” The woman in stilettos pushed past Kierra, making Kierra lose her footing and have to hold herself up by grabbing the window sill.

“Well, I’m sorry for the aggressive tone,” I said sarcastically, “But I don’t remember clarifying letting a stripper and a betrayer was allowed in my house, let alone my territory. Or to push people over like you’re worth more than a pile of trash.”

“Alpha Lana, Acey wants to apologize for what he’s done, don’t you Acey?” she called him some kind of cute nickname. This bitch needs to get out of my house before I rip her pale skin off her meat.

“I-“Something flashed in Ace’s eyes, resistance maybe? “I do,”

“Sorry but that’s not how it works with me. The only apology I accept is your head on a pike,” I paused, “And your little stripper girlfriend’s too.” I added venomously,

“We’re here to make an Alliance, Alpha, don’t make me do something I don’t want to,” She hissed back, Oh, it is on!

“And what do you possibly think you could do? Bitch?” I asked, lifting myself, Callin hot on my heels.

“I don’t want to have to call my Prince, that of the vampires, and have your territory, and life, taken from you by him. Do not under-estimate me.”

“Hah!” I laughed hard at her claim, “Oh, sweetie, you seriously don’t understand who I am do you? Or what I’ve done. You talk so highly of your Prince, but guess what? I Beat his daddy in a matter of seconds. You’ve got nothing on me!” I pressed the space between us, she was taller with her stilettos, but her confidence was fake. Mine is not. “Now get out, before I do something I do want to do to you.”

She hissed, taking a step back as I could see fear through her confident little mask she’d put up.

“And I’m sick of you vamps under-estimating me as well, I think it’s time I show you the kind of fae I really am” Kierra said stepping up to my side. She flicked her fingers and dark shining speckles flew out form her finger tips, sending Ace and the chick literally flying through the air through the door, I didn’t even see them land as the door slammed shut.

“Whatever the hell you just did,” I said, completely in awe, “Was fucking awesome, Kierra”

“I told you last night that there were different types of fae, but everyone mistakes us as push-overs like the ones you see in children’s books. I’m a fae that holds dark magic, that’s the black stuff that I flicked at them. But don’t worry they won’t be coming back soon, my magic leaves a warning that’ll make them think twice before entering your territory again. I’ll make sure to report to the Vampire Prince that Yulanda stepped out of line, so don’t worry about anything that she said. Who wants pancakes? I’m starving.”

I felt a comforting nudge on my hip, looking down to find Callin’s big brown eyes staring back at me,

“I still haven’t forgotten about your little towel-stealing act.” I reminded him, making him trot off