Jayson P. O. V.
Ashely, we know, baby girl,” I heard Mr. Williams say to Ashely’s father.
Huh, I don’t understand, daddy? How could you know if we are mates?” says her.
“You want to know, right?” I heard Ashely’s dad say. I didn’t know if I should say anything at all. So, I listened to my father speak to Ashley and me.
” We’ve known since you were little kids that you’ll be mates.” My father said with a smile.
So what! What do they mean we were going to be mates? How do they know? No, one knows before they turn nineteen years old; all it all was the night on your nineteen birthdays.
” Mom, is that true?” I heard Ashely ask her mom. I looked over at her. I saw Mrs. Williams look at her husband and then my father. I didn’t know, but there was something.
Mom, Dad?” What is going on here?” I heard Ashely ask both of her parents. She wasn’t asking, telling him to know what they know.
” Nothing, honey, just that idea really about you two being mates, and it would be nice to see our kids being mates, that’s all.” Mrs. Williams said with a smile on her happy face.
Ashely and I weren’t buying it. So, we let it go for now, and that was when I heard Mrs. Williams and Linda, my father’s new friend.
“Well, kids, who’re hungry” I saw Linda and Mrs. Williams smiling at us.
“Hell yeah, I am starving; how about you, dollface?” He asked Ashely with a seductive grin, and I heard Maxime say.
“Yeah, I could eat, she said; then I saw him grab her hand, and then he helped her up off the couch. But she didn’t want to. I could see the expression on her face, but she didn’t want to cause a scene in front of our parents. So, she went with him.
“Great, you could sit right beside me then.” He told her. I watch them hand and hand, walking to the dining room.
I started growling under my breath. I stared at them, walking away when he put his arm around her waist and stared back at me while sniffing her hair.
Am I going to have a little chat with my new brother? I gritted my teeth.
“Oh, Bella, what is that beautiful scent you are wearing?” He asked her, still looking back at me.
So I thought with my hands in my fist. I wanted to beat the living shit out of him, but if I did, my father would punish me, and he and Linda would break up.
I don’t want that. I like her even though her son is a dick and asshole. I could not hurt them both. They belong together, just like Ashely and me.
My father found his second chance mate. So yes, it’s different for other werewolves or whatever supernatural creature you are.
If your first mate leaves you, you will get a second chance. They have to go, not dead. If your first mate dies, well, sorry, you are next. You die of a broken heart.
I was paying attention when I felt someone touch my shoulder because I was still staring at the door where Maxime and Ashely disappeared towards the dining room to sit down for dinner.
“Hey, Son! come on, you’re ready to eat.” I heard my father, and I saw Kinda staying there right beside my father. She had a worried look on her face.
I kind of stared at her with a confused expression on my face. Until I realized why she looked nervous and worried, she saw what happened between Ashely and Maxime, her son.
She was begging me with her eyes. Don’t mind Maxime; he just misunderstood; he is really a good guy; give him a chance.
So, when I nodded my head at her and walked away towards the dining room table.
Once I walked through the dining-room door. I saw it. I stopped in my track and saw Maxime with his hand around her shoulders, and he was so close it looked like he and she were kissing. But I knew she wouldn’t do that to us. Especially since we are mates. I mean, right?
I was standing behind them; I heard their communication.
So, Bella, what to do around here for fun?” I heard him ask her with a knowing smug smile.
First, the last time you can quit calling me Bella; she said my name was Ashely, not Bella”, she told him with a laugh.
Sorry Bell- I mean Ashely, you’re just so beautiful and I have not made any friends yet here,” Besides I am not trying to make you feel uncomfortable, I am a gentleman really I am,.” Besides I have someone- he stops when I realized he was telling the truth about not being an asshole. He tells her truthfully in his voice and a smile on his face.
“I know, but I like to call you Bella because I am half Italian and from Italy. My father is full-blooded in Italy, so I call a beautiful lady like my popa did.” He told her with a wink in his eyes, staring over at her. She wasn’t
She wasn’t paying attention to his stares. So, she sat there staring at her empty plate, waiting for food like a good girl. I knew she wasn’t like other girls I had been with, but she was all obeying and with her shoulders straight back. I can see her nipples through her shirt. I am standing behind her.
Oh, you dirty girl, getting turned on in front of my dear stepbrother?
I thought with a smirk. I knew it wasn’t him. It is me. I am standing behind her, and I am caressing her neck with my finger. I am slowly rubbing my finger across her delicate soft skin.
“After dinner, you and I will talk about what’s going on between us,” I said, “Is that understood, princess,” I said, but only she could hear me. I turned my head to see Maxime staring at us.
I saw him staring down into his phone.
He wasn’t paying attention to us.
He was too occupied with typing to someone. Then I saw him smirk. But when I looked closely, he had a very spicy picture of a beautiful biracial girl with big rim glasses, curly dark red hair, and bright green eyes. She was attracted, but I didn’t think Maxime would go after a nerd.
I saw their communication, and it was very spicy and tense.
” Maria Ann, who is this?” Please, I don’t want trouble. Leave me alone, whoever you are?”
Maxime- ” You know who this is, princess,” You better not be dating anyone since I am gone. I will know what you are doing because I have spies, sweetheart.” He wrote.
Maria Ann- Maxime!” That was all I saw when he put his phone away.
I didn’t see whatever she wrote to him.
Jayson? I wasn’t paying attention when everyone was staring at me. I was still standing behind Ashley and Maxime. Finally, I snapped my head and grabbed the seat next to my mate. But what I had on my mind was.
Maybe Maxime doesn’t want Ashely, but he sure as hell wanted to start a fight. Suppose he wasn’t to fight and get the tension and frustration out of him. I gladly knocked the shit out of him.
But first, I need to be alone with my girl, and we have a lot to talk about before anything later with my dearly loving new stepbrother that we were going to have a little chat about not touching what is mine! So then he has beers, and he can tell me who Maria Ann was?