Good time

Mitchel did not disappoint. She took him on a great tour over and over again.

There was no style and posture she didn't try with him. Jason loved every bit of what Mitchel did. He didn't know what he had been missing. All this time, someone was watching them, hiding in the distance.

They were too busy to notice

For hours, Mitchel and Jason rolled in the grass, in the water, in wolf form, and in a different area in the wood. By the time they were done, it was way late at night towards morning. Jason was lying on his back on the grass as Mitchel lay on top of his chest. They didn't speak and just looked into different sides. Jason was stroking her back while she did the same with his chest.

"What are you going to do about her" Mitchel could not keep her thoughts to herself. She asked eventually. Jason stiffened for a moment as anger crossed his eyes.

"I don't know, but don't try anything stupid," he said, looking at her. He knew about the torture Alicia had been going through in the cell under Mitchel.

"I... I don't like her. How could you still keep her alive? She killed your father," she asked. This time she showed her anger.

"That's none of your business. I will handle her as I please. No one else should touch her." He said, pushing her away, turning into his wolf form, and running back to the pack house. Mitchel followed right behind him, trying to catch up, but he didn't look or wait for her. He took his clothes where they left them and wore them. He walked to his room upstairs in the pack house. He didn't intend to stay for long, but the issue with his mom was giving him a headache.

He walked by a room and heard a loud moaning. He got used to it and didn't bother checking. In his room, he remembered the great night he had and sighed. In every second Mitchel gave him a BJ, he thought of Alicia. He became wild, thinking it was her all along.

"What's wrong with me?" he asked himself. He surely hated her, but deep down, he felt the need to be with her. He felt his love for her intensify.

There was an urge for him to go see her. It was getting stronger and stronger every second. He took a shower and tried to go to bed, but he could not sleep.

Out of frustration, he sighed deeply and walked down towards the pavement.

As he got near the dungeon, he could hear voices. It was clearly more people. He had a bad feeling about it. He ran faster and appeared to see a few male pack members jeering at someone inside the cell. There was a confrontation inside as well.

Someone was groaning in pain while another was tearing clothes. He didn't wait to understand what was happening before he ran inside.

The sight before him was horrible. Alicia had been untied and beaten almost to disfigure her face. Her clothes being ripped open

"I want to go first. I want to taste what a newly turned hunter taste like," a guy at the side said at the man doing the action. "no way. I go first. You will all have your turn."

Jason rushed in, jumped at the guy holding Alicia, and punched him on the chest, throwing his to the cell wall and groaning in pain. His eyes turned golden as he held her to his side.

"How dare you?" he asked raged. He had given out instructions so did Damian no one should touch her.

"Well, this is our pack. You are not even a member of the pack. You have no right to give orders here." Another wolf said, getting ready to fight him

"Is that so?" Jason smiled sinisterly as his fangs and claws came out immediately. "let's see what right I have" he jumped and ripped his throat out without any hesitation. The others looked at him, stunned. They didn't think he would act immediately.

At the dark corner on the other side of the pavement, a figure watching the whole scene walked away after seeing the scene. No one would've thought all of it was planned and staged by someone.

Everyone who ran at him died on the spot. The rest tried to run but were stopped by Mitchel as she killed them. Before one of the men died, he looked stupefied and angry at her.

"You. You planned this?" he said before his whole neck was ripped again. No one heard this conversation, but that's what she thought. She looked panicked when Jason went to the cell to see the bitch.

She ran to the cell, blood dripping from her hand. "is she alright?" she asked in a clear concerned voice. Jason looked at her in doubt and nodded. He bent down and picked Alicia in his arms, walking past Mitchel to his room.

He didn't trust anyone in the whole pack, including Damian. It would not have happened if he didn't agree to this. He began to question lots of things. She was sobbing and in pain. She held his neck as he carried her to his room.

She was happy when he came to her rescue and hated him at the same time.

Inside the room, he placed her in his bed as he went to prepare bathing water.

On the other hand, Mitchel watched him carrying her tenderly towards his room and felt pained. Her face changed. She cursed under her breath from the shadows.

A figure appeared.

"Didn't go as you planned?" he asked, and she turned stunned

"I don't know what you are talking about," she said, not expecting someone to appear behind her.