The Club

"Well, give me the details," my mothers says while clapping her hands. "What pack does he run? Who are his people? It would be best to contact them as soon as possible so we can get everything set up." My mother takes a seat on the couch with her phone in hand.

My mother has always been an elegant woman; nails and hair are always done. Her style is more chic professional and on her 5'9 frame, it always worked. She always wore the hottest designers and tried to get me to do the same. I never really cared for style, comfort was more my thing. I did start to dress a bit better for the sake of the company, but that's about it. Mother notices the silence and looks around the room. "Hello?! Why is no one talking? I need details, we have a lot to do."

"You need to just tell her Peaches." Mother puts her phone down and turns completely to me.

"Tell me what?"

"My mate....he is human. He doesn't run a pack nor does he have people you can reach out to."

"NO!" I look from my mother to my dad and back again. "Absolutely not. I forbid it!"

"Now Tasha…." My dad starts to walk towards my mother only to have her put a hand up to stop him.

"No Herbert. You don't get your way this time." My mother stands up and walks to my desk. She stops directly in front of me. "You will not mate with him. You will reject him and take Jasper as your chosen mate. A human mate is unacceptable. Is that understood?" That's it! I've had it.

'Please, please, PLEASE let me rip her head off!'

'Dammit, Sky, No!'

'Come on….she is a bitch. We all know it. Just let me handle it and you can blame it on your wolf being too strong to control.'

'You wish,' I scoff. 'No Sky. Now….take a nap or something.'

I take one look at my mother and walk out of the room. I can hear her screaming my name behind me, but I have no intention of turning around or answering. I'm sick of her thinking she can run my life. I get to my room and throw myself on the bed, face down. This has been a horrible day and, with my luck, it will be a horrible week. Anyone who says being in charge is easy has a few screws loose.

~Justin~

The rest of the week inched by but, thankfully, no other day was as bad as Monday. I've been able to keep my distance from Janessa. She didn't have too much for me to do. She seemed to be very preoccupied and I didn't mind it. The less interaction we have, the better for me. Sitting on the PO Box hasn't worked out as I hoped so it was time to put Katie into play. That leads me to standing outside of this club on a Friday night. Katie insisted.

"I know the doorman so we will definitely get in. Give me a minute to go talk to him." Katie walks up to the man and I hang back to check my surroundings. This seems to be a popular club. So many have gone inside and so many more are waiting in line for a chance to go in. I glance at the sign: Supernatural. What an interesting name for a club.

I feel a hand on my bicep and look down. Katie is smiling up at me telling me we have been cleared to go inside. I follow her in the building, listening to those complaining outside. The atmosphere is chill inside. The dance floor is full, the music is bumping, and the bar has more customers than it can handle. There are couches around the room set in a semicircle for lounging. There are tall tables set up as well. Katie and I head to the bar and she seems to know the bartender. Katie orders a drink and I get a beer. "So, I was wondering." I tried all week to think of the best way to approach this topic with Katie, but nothing seemed right other than to just ask. "That company, Reese Corporation, have you met anyone from there?" Katie looks at me with her eyebrow raised. I will need to finesse this as much as possible. "I only ask because the company seems like a big deal with everything they do for the community. Maybe I can look forward to meeting a representative or something." That seems to do the trick and Katie's face softens.

"Honestly, I haven't met anyone from there. They are the only local company that conducts business strictly over the phone or virtually. It is kind of weird, but at the same time, who am I to judge?" Katie hunches her shoulders and waits for her drink. That did not go as I planned, but I can't really be surprised to learn that no one shows their face. The company may put up a good front for the public, but they deal in too much ugliness to want everyone to be able to put a face with the name. As a matter of fact, every public report on them where a representative was shown, well they never had the same person twice. I guess I will have to dig into the files myself and come up with the information I need. Nemes provides security for Reese, so there has to be something that will be useful to me.

The bartender finally approaches Katie and I with our drinks. Once mine is handed to me, I turn my back to the bar to check out the sights some more. On the second level, in a lounge area, someone catches my eye. I take a sip of beer and try to train my eyes on that area. Some people there look familiar, but I can't be sure as there is a waitress up there slightly blocking my view. I patiently wait and a few moments later the waitress leaves. I take a slight step forward so I can see better and I'm shocked by what I see in front of me. She is here...

~Janessa~

Surprisingly enough, the rest of the week breezed by and the drama was non-existent. I didn't speak to my mother any more, hadn't heard from Alpha Kent, and even Frank was lying low. I had been keeping my distance from Justin, much to the horror of Sky. I still haven't figured out what to do in this situation so there is no point in fanning the flames.

Gemma and I are in my office finishing some emails and phone calls when my door flies open. "It's Friday BITCHES!!!" Lana rushes into the office and she looks like she is ready to go out. Lana is an inch shorter than me at 5'7, but she is rocking some bright red stilettos adding at least 4.5 inches. She is toned being the fighter and trainer that she is and all of her muscles are visible in the black, sleeveless bodycon mini dress she has on. It barely reaches the middle of her thighs and accentuates every curve she has. Her caramel skin looks like it is glowing. Lana's pixie cut looks freshly done and her make up is minimal except for her bright red lips.

"Am I missing something?" I look between Lana and Gemma who are both smirking back at me.

"Well, bestie, it seems that you have had a tough go of it lately and we decided that you needed to loosen up. We are going to my club." They both know that I don't really enjoy the club scene. I'd prefer a quiet evening at home.

"Now 'Nessa," Gemma walks over to me. "Don't even try to come up with any excuses. We are going, period!"

"The limo is downstairs and you both have outfits inside. Let's be off!" Lana and Gemma both start to push me toward the door. I barely had a chance to grab my phone.

Thirty minutes later, we pull up in front of Lana's club Supernatural. I know the name is a bit on the nose, but this is an idea she had since high school. She refused to go into the family business with me and she doesn't do business things for this club. She is more like a silent partner that likes to benefit from time to time. The club is actually really popular and one of the few neutral places where all supernaturals can gather with no issues; humans too.

We step out of the limo and everyone's eyes seem to be on us. Gemma is slightly taller than us at 5'9. She has chocolate toned skin and I have heard many men ask if they can lick her (just weird). Gemma has her curly hair out and wild, like she prefers it. She wears no makeup with her high waisted shorts and her black mesh crop top. She has a midnight blue camisole underneath that matches her wedges. Lana brought me a gold mini dress. It barely covers my ass and it only has a sleeve on one shoulder with the other exposed. I kept my light makeup from the work day and switched to black stilettos. I really don't want to be here, but I was vetoed.

We walk right through the door and up to one of the VIP lounges on the second floor. A waitress comes over immediately and gets our drink orders. Lana makes sure the club is stocked with the good stuff; the alcohol specifically made for our kind so we will definitely get drunk. I don't plan to drink much since I have a full day tomorrow. All of a sudden, I feel eyes on me. I start to squirm and Sky is going crazy in my head.

'That delicious mate of our is here!'

'What do you mean he is here?'

'I can smell him. Look over by the bar.'

I take a peek and sure enough Justin is here. He is sipping a drink at the bar and staring straight at me. All of a sudden a girl reaches out and grabs his arm. I recognize that red head right away, damn Katie. What the hell is he doing here with her? Sky and I are starting to get angry and I really don't want to make a scene in this club. Katie must have said something funny because she leans her head back laughing while her hand is rubbing his chest. Justin is all smiles, but he hasn't taken his eyes off of me for a second. Two can play this game.

"Ladies, let's hit the dance floor." Lana looks at Gemma with shock and Gemma hunches her shoulders. They get up with me and we head downstairs to find an open area to dance. We form a little circle and move with the music. I still feel Justin's eyes on me and now there are more. A man steps up to me. He is pretty attractive with his blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He towers over me, but I don't mind. I feel his hand on my hip as he walks around me until he is behind me. I feel him pull me flush to his body. I take the opportunity to start grinding against him along with the beat of the music.

'I don't want him. I want my mate.'

'Just shut up, I know what I'm doing.'

I can feel his hands tightening on my hips as he pushes his pelvis into my behind even more. I reach my hands up and continue moving my body and grinding to the beat. My eyes are on Justin and I can sense a change in his demeanor as he watches me. He slams the rest of his drink and starts to stalk towards me. As he gets closer, I can see anger and frustration in his eyes. When Justin reaches me, he stands directly in front of me. I don't stop grinding on the man behind me and I can see Justin's jaw clench. Justin grabs my hips and pulls me into him. The man's hands fall away, but all I can feel or sense is Justin. I let my arms fall forward onto his shoulders. I wrap my hands behind his neck and push up against him. I can feel him get harder on my stomach. Justin's hands are falling to my ass and he squeezes as we grind to the music. His scent is filling my nose and making my brain turn to mush. I inhale sharply with my eyes closed. When I open my eyes, Justin is staring at me. His eyes are going from my lips to my eyes and back again. He leans in more so that his nose is at my neck and I feel him inhale. I can feel his hands slowly glide up the inside of my thighs. My body is on fire and my core is dripping wet. I can feel the sparks from his touch on my thighs. I run my hands down his shoulders to his chest. I look up into his brown eyes and something changes. Justin pushes away from me and hurries out the door. I am standing on the dance floor instantly cold being without his touch. What the hell just happened?