Chapter 39

***Trenton's P.O.V***

**7 Year's Ago In Florida**

     "Grandpa, why do we always have to work on this old thing? It's never gonna run like you want it. I have better things to do than this anyways," I tell him, getting tired of just holding the flashlight for him as he worked on his black and white 1966 Chevy Impala Super Sport.

     The fucking thing never runs anyways, I don't know why he's even waisting his time.

     "Because Trent, it's good for you, now hold the light up right son. You're slacking over here, and pipe down over there. Watch me as I work on this, ya might learn a thing or two," he orders firmly.

     I rolled my eyes at him and lifed the damn light up right so the old bat can see. I wished my mom was here. None of these people understand me, they don't know what it's like to be called a mutt from every werewolf out there.

     All because my mom is a human, what's the fucking big deal about a human mate anyways?

     So naturally I got stuck at my dads parents place for a little bit, while he plays house with his other bitch.

     He said that I'm supposed to be learning how to be an Alpha? Ha! Yeah right, I don't want that.

     Ugh, fucking hate my dad and his family. All because I stole a little bit of stuff from the pack members, and my mom spent my dads money. Well she told me it was his money anyways. They all go all a-wall and flip the fuck out.

     If they're thinking they can just kick my mom out! They're lucky that I didn'-

     "I can hold the light if you'd like me to!" A small voice spoke next to me.

     I turn to see one of the human little orphans my grandpa likes to always help. A brown headed girl with bright brown eyes stood there. Her big eyes that were filled with nothing but happiness.

     What the hell does she have to be happy about? She's a fucking orphan, nobody wants her.

     "Well hey there Amy, I'd appreciate it if you would honey. Mr.Crabby here has better things to do, right boy?" Grandpa said, slapping my back real hard while laughing a little.

     "Grandpaaa!" I whined in embarrassment, my face turning beat red.

     God he's so embarrassing.

     She smiles and nods before taking the flashlight from my hands, and then went to stand where grandpa told her to. Holding the light up correctly for him.

     "Well holy moly, look atcha! You're a natural sweetheart," grandpa praises, before going back underneath the hood.

     Her angelic round face beamed with a bright smile. I just stood there, like a weird person looking down at her smile. I couldn't help but think of how this one girl could be so happy helping this old man? I mean, she has nothing.

     And I'm over here bitching and complaining about spending soo much time with my grandparents.

     How can a girl look so happy with no family or home? No mom to tuck her in at night, or a dad to chase the boogeyman away. What's wrong with her? Shouldn't she be mad?

     I couldn't help but get a little fascinated by her, something about her felt comfortable and right.

     "You're free to go Trenton," I hear my grandpa say, snapping me out of the trance I was in.

     The girl turns to me with an even bigger smile, "Yeah, don't worry, I got it."

     I smile shyly and rub the back of my neck, "I-I think i'll stay and h-h-help."

     Grandpa and Amy chuckled at my sudden change of mind. I blush even more and found myself smiling back.

Mm, maybe having a human around won't be so bad after all.

**2 Year's Later**

     It's been two year's since I met Amy, and I'm completely in love with her.

     I've already decided to regect my mate and be with her, I'd give up anything to be with her. She's so smart and funny, plus she's helped me with the anger I felt towards everyone.

     She doesn't know this of course, but my wolf and I have been drooling over her since day one. I couldn't help it, she was addictive to be around. She had a weird and quirky mindset. You just never really knew what she was thinking about, and the thing was. I wanted to know what she was thinking about all the time! I found her perfect in every way possible.

     And I was going to tell her about my feelings tonight... yeah, tonight.

     "You're thinking about that girl uh?" My younger brother Chris asked, coming to sit right next to me in the dining room.

     Our grandpa had to come back to Oklahoma to speak with our father. So naturally he dragged me along. I wanted so bad to stay with Amy. I fucking hate it here.

     "No," I hissed back, hating the way that he was just always sooo nosey.

     He laughs humorlessly and puts his big black hat on that father got him for his birthday this year. At least he got them something.

     "Then what is THIS!?" Milo says, snatching the picture up I was drawing for Amy.

     I quickly go to snatch it back from him, "Quit dickhead! Give it back!"

     But he was too quick for me, and soon he even ran around the table with it while reading the little note I made for her out loud.

     "Dear Amy, I've been meaning to tell you this for a while now," Milo starts in a romantic type of voice, still running around the table with me chasing after him. Repeatedly shouting for him to give it back.

     They both just smiled and laughed as he continues to read it out loud, "There's just so much I want to tell you Amy,-"

     "Amy uh?" Chris spoke, then ponders on the name for a minute, "Mm, I like the name."

     Ignoring him, I snatched up the picture from Milos hands and glared at the both of them, "Fuck you both!"

     Can't wait to get out of here and go back to my grandparents, I fucking hate it everytime they bring me to this god damn place. I fucking hate everything about this no good pack!

**Later That Day**

     "What are you doing?" I asked Amy after a while of sitting under a tree in the backyard.

     I was reading a comic book and she was...drawing? Well that's what it looked like when I glanced over her shoulders anyways.

     She stops drawing and turns to look back at me, making our faces become extremely close. My heart skips in and out of beats as she stared at me sideways with an innocent smile.

     "It's us!" She tells me cheerfully, holding up the picture higher to show me.

     "It doesn't look like us," I tell her honestly, studying the horrible picture.

     There was a green blob on the picture and an angry red crab with a happy green blob, kinda like you would do on a stick figure.

     "You gotta kinda turn your head to the side and squint your eyes a little," she says, doing just that.

     I mimicked her and still saw nothing but the big green blob and an angry crab, "Mmm, I don't think that's it, I still don't see it."

     "Squint your eyes somemore and you'll see," she tries again, gripping my face and bringing it closer to the picture, "You see it?"

     I squinted them even more, "Mmm, I still don't see it."

     She scoffs and let's go of my face, "Trenton you gotta have an imaginary mind to see it. That's why you're an angry crab. Hey I've got an idea! Here, let's be imaginative together," she says, taking the book out of my hands and shoving a piece of paper and pen in them.

     I shook my head, "Nah, I'm not a very good drawer. Here," I say, giving her the stuff back.

     Plus, I've already drawn you something I wanted to tell her. I just have to get the balls to give it to you.

     She frowns, but then smiles, "Oook.. You're gonna be missing out on my AAMAZZZZING teaching skills. The Green Blob and Mr.Crabby 101, the class starts now," she teases.

     I smiled and couldn't help but let out a small laugh. I wanted so bad to tell her just how amazing she was, but I couldn't, I'm too shy. Even now, after 2 years of knowing each other I still can't. So I just did what I always do, just stared at her in amazement everytime she cracks up a joke like this.

     That's all I could do, stare at her beautiful face. God I'm such a pussy, I'm almost 17 years old and I still can't talk to this girl.

**Few Months Later**

     "No! Why did she have to go!? Why not get rid Chester? He's an asshole to everyone anyways! Why did it have to be Amy!?" I screamed at the top of my lungs at my grandparents.

     Grandpa growls in warning at my tone, but I didn't care. They just got rid of the only person that I actually gave two fucks about. And it looked like he could give two fucks about doing it!

     I got home from a rough day at school and wanted to be cheered up by Amy. But when I walked into her room, I found that all of her stuff was gone. Furious at my grandparents, I stormed in his small office and started yelling at them.

     "Watch how you talk to us boy," grandpa warns.

     Tears were threatening to come out, "I don't understand!? You said this was her home! Why would you let them take her still!?"

     "ENOUGH!" He roars out, slamming his fist down hard on the desk, making grandma jump in fright next to him, "You will learn to hold that tounge of yours boy! It was time for her to leave, there was nothing I could do about!"

     I shook my head and balled up my fist, hating the way he just let her slip away. So I did the only thing that the anger in me would let me do.

     I climbed over his desk and sucker punched him, causing my grandma to scream bloody murder.

     I didn't care, he was going to pay for letting them take her away from me. My mom has been gone to god knows where for the last two year's, and I fucking hated my dads side. The only person who is worth keeping here was Amy.

     "Woah what the fuck?" I hear my dad say coming into the room, soon followed by fast foot steps and then an arm went around my neck, pulling me backwards, "Trenton stop it!"

     "Noo! Get off of me!" I screamed, still wailing in on the old mans face.

     "Guy's come and help!" My dad orders someone behind him.

     Soon I was ripped off of my grandpa and held in a tight choke hold by my father. But I was so livid that I continued to stuggle with all my might, just so I can take another swing at the old bastard.

     "THEY TOOK HER! AND YOU LET THEM! I SHOULD KILL YOU!!" I yell down at his bloody face, struggling hard against my father.

     "Easy there son," my father hissed in my ear.

     "Are you alright grandpa?" Chris says, kneeling down beside him, but then looks up at me with anger, "What in the fuck is wrong with you!? That's your grandpa! You don't beat him up because he got rid of the only piece of ass you'll ever get!"

     Anger builds in me more at his words, "Don't you dare call her that! You don't know anything about her! Fuck you Chris! If you wanna go let's go! I'll fucking kick your ass to!"

     I see him step closer towards me with hate, but Milo stepped in between us and stops him, "Chris no, let's tend to grandfather."

     "Yeah! Be a good little bitch and do as you're told!" I yell at him, causing father to tighten his hold around me.

     I knew how to taunt and get him all rilled up, and that's what I wanted. I was mad and miserable without her, so it's only fair for everyone else to be to.

     Chris starts to charge at me, but fucking Milo was faster. He holds him back and gives dad a look, followed by father yanking me backwards out of the room.

     "What is wrong with you son!?" He screams at me, throwing me in the dirt once we reached outside the front door, "I bring you out here to learn about becoming an Alpha, not to kill your grandpa! Over what!? A girl!?"

     I scrambled to my feet and hissed out, "Fuck you! You brought me here because I embarrass you! What're you so fucking afraid of!? That people might find out you have a mutt for a son!? UHH!?" I yelled back, shoving at his chest.

     My heart tightens and it felt like I couldn't breathe. I placed my hands in my hair and pulled, I felt like I was going to faint. I needed Amy, she always knew how to calm me down.

     "You knew that I had to bring you here, you knew that you had to start training. The school in California won't accept you because of your criminal past. This was the only other option son," he tells me, crossing his arms.

     I scoffed, "You know what!? Fuck you, fuck your family, and fuck becoming Alpha for your pack! I don't want it! I'm going to find mom."

     I turn and ran away from that place, ignoring my father as he hollers after me.

**4 Year's Later**

     "You sure you want to do this?" My mom asked me, standing behind me as I gazed up at Amys house, "You know that she's your brothers mate. And when he comes back from California she'll forget all about you."

     I closed my eyes and inhaled roughly, hating the way that the moon goddess was so sick and twisted enough to do that. How could she give Chris her? He doesn't deserve her at all!

     Me! I deserve her! And I'm going to have her.

     It's been 4 years since the last time I seen her. I've been dreaming about this day for the last 4 years. To be able to hold and touch her again.

     I turned to my mom and smirked, "When has that ever stopped the men in this family? Plus, she's a human, he'll reject her just like father did you."

     I started walking towards the house, and soon was inside the house. I made a deal with the care giver of the house. I'll provide them food for a lifetime, if he'll take care of Ian and dose him up with wolfbane everytime he eats. Just enough so Chris or anyone else don't smell our blood line running through the boys veins.

     Ian is my son, from my true mate.

     I found her shortly after I left my grandparents place. I just used her for good pussy, I was never in love with her like I am with Amy. She knew that, so I wasn't surprised when she trys to trap me with that god damn kid. Fucking bitch.

     It obviously didn't work, and I made sure to tell her that. Everyday. So much that as soon as she gave birth to him, she killed herself. Couldn't handle not being loved by her mate and blah blah blah.

     The woman loved to bitch a lot.

     I walked quietly into Amy's room and found her asleep on the bed with Ian in her arms. The sight was pleasing to my eyes, almost makes me want to keep the little bastard.

     But she was still underage for me to take her, I'll have to wait until she's 18. When she's 18, that's when I'll come back and claim her before Christian does.

     But for now, I have to build my army. I have to be prepared for her.

     Soon, I will have the both of them sleeping in my arm's at night. I smiled and lightly grazed the tip of my fingers across her cheek. Making her stir in her sleep from my touch.

     Soon darling, you will be mine.