The Omega And Her Triplet Mates

Chapter 8: The talk

When morning came, I woke to find Jax already dressed in a white t-shirt that clung snugly to his athletic frame, with dark blue jeans tucked messily into his mustard colored doc martin boots.

He was laying beside me on the bed with his head in his hand to keep him propped up while watching me. It startled me a little, waking up to one beautiful, piercing, green eye and one beautiful piercing blue watching me.

Rubbing my eyes, I asked, “how long have you been watching me sleep for?”

Grinning, he answered, “a while.”

When I pulled a face, feeling embarrassed, he laughed and said, “I wasn’t being creepy, you just look really f.ucking cute when you’re sleeping.”

I frowned at him and rolled over giving him my back, so he couldn’t see my smile, but said, “I told you not to do that, quit flirting with me if you don’t want me.”

“Sorry, it’s kind of a habit.”

“Oh, so you flirt with all the girls, do you?” I asked sarcastically.

“Only the cute ones,” he winked and then said, “s.hit, sorry. I’m gonna shut up now.” He got up off the bed and said, “I spoke to my sister, mum’s pissed of course and still thinks I need the help, but now I’m pretty much on the run she wants me back home, so I can at least be watched there or locked up in their cage if I do anything crazy.”

He rolled his eyes at that while I sat there wide-eyed. “They have a cage?”

He frowned at me. “Of course they do, every pack does, it’s to keep everyone safe from a wolf whose had their first change until we learn to control the wolf over time. Oh right, I forgot your parents are human, so I’m guessing you weren’t in a pack?”

I shook my head no, and he asked, “what did you do when you changed for the first time?”

I shrugged casually and answered, “nothing much, it happened while I was relaxing in my room, I just paced around for a while as no way would mother let me out of my room or acknowledge what I was. I’m an omega, so I don’t know if it’s different for us because I didn’t seem to have any trouble controlling myself.”

He thought about it for a while and finally said, “I don’t know much about omegas to be honest, I’ve never met one, our pack doesn’t have one, and they aren’t really heard of because in the pack world it’s a dog-eat-dog world, there’s no room for weakness or submissive wolves. There are a few submissive’s in the pack but no more than five and none of them are omega weak, no offence.”

He looked thoughtful again and murmured, “interesting to know that omegas can control themselves in wolf form.”

“What can you tell me about werewolves? I don’t really know anything about them, as my mother wouldn’t talk about it.”

He looked down at me from where he was standing and asked, “what do you want to know?”

“Everything, and I know it sounds silly, but I’ve read different things about the wolf too, some things say we are separate from our wolf and others say we aren’t?”

He gave a nod and straddled the chair, leaning his arms on the back of it, I had to try very hard not to drool or wish it was me he was straddling. Focus Rose.

“Ok, well, I explained a little about the pack world, as for the wolf, it’s not some separate entity living inside of us, at least mine isn’t, I am the wolf, you’re talking to the wolf right now, everything I feel, touch, smell, think it’s all me the wolf and human. Don’t you remember your first change? When the spirit of the wolf literally became a part of your human spirit, making them one?”

I nodded.

“so, unless you’re having psychotic conversations with yourself in your head and some voice is answering back and telling you it’s your wolf, then you’re all good,” he teased. I wanted to ask more, but he said he needed to go somewhere, which I learned seemed to be most days.

Jax would bring back victims to the warehouse and do things I refused to stay and watch.

I know all the people he brought back were vile and evil, not all were human, and they ranged from being worse than just a perv to abusive parents.

I didn’t mean just a slap on the wrist, I meant full-blown child abuse like what you would end up hearing about on the news.

Jax would find them before their children ended up being just another child dead from the hands of their parents.

Whatever person he brought back, they had done something terrible and were truly evil, but I still was not happy that Jax was committing his own evil acts upon them.

Maybe I was just too soft, but it always got to me seeing the terror in their eyes and seeing them so vulnerable, so I would go outside and wait. I couldn’t stop Jax, he was physically stronger than me and definitely the dominant one between us. Heck he was an alpha wolf and if I was completely honest, a part of me was scared he might turn on me.

I needed to talk to him about it tonight to see if he would listen and stop, but I had a strong feeling he wouldn’t.

He thought he was doing God’s work, but it didn’t really make him any better to me. Yes, he was doing good by those children and animals and innocent people by stopping these monsters from carrying on with their crimes, but he was stopping them by committing his own crimes and I knew it wasn’t all for God’s benefit as he tried to make out.

I had seen the satisfaction in his eyes…he very much enjoyed what he did to these people, and he enjoyed seeing the terror in their eyes.

He tried to justify himself by saying he only hurt evil people, but it still made him a dangerous serial killer to me, and add on top he was a werewolf, and it was a terrifyingly powerful combination.

When he came out to get me, I tried to ignore the butterflies that always hit my tummy when I saw him.

He was breathtakingly gorgeous with his tousled golden blonde hair that was almost falling into his stunning almond-shaped eyes, I truly had never seen such beautiful eyes.

He was in different clothes now, a gray t-shirt that clung to his muscular frame and black chino jeans tucked into his doc martin boots.

I pulled myself together because we needed to have a serious talk.

“Hey cutie,” Jax smiled, and leaned down to kiss me on the cheek. I snorted at his comment, making him frown at me.

He grabbed my chin with his thumb and finger firmly, forcing me to look up at him. “Don’t snort at me Rose, I mean what I say, so stop doubting yourself, and f.ucking hell stop hiding your braces when you smile.”

He sounded frustrated at the end of the sentence, so I grinned big and wide at him sarcastically.

Looking down at me, he laughed softly, and said, “That’s much f.ucking better.”

I honestly didn’t understand him, he didn’t want me, but he still flirted and grew frustrated if I didn’t believe the compliments he gave me.

I pulled my face away from his grip and grew serious when I said, “we need to talk.”

He rolled his eyes, and standing back, folded his arms when he asked, “you going to lecture me about torturing monsters again?”

When I nodded, he sighed in annoyance and, knowing it would be a long lecture, leaned back against his motorbike, arms still folded, waiting for me to speak.

“You need to stop, Jax.”

“What, so they can carry on doing what they do to innocents?”

“I know they’re evil and terrible, but you’re committing your own evil by doing what you do to them.”

With his head down, Jax lifted his eyes up to me, giving me a cold and empty look when he answered, “I honestly don’t give a f***k, I am what I am Rose, you knew that when we met, and I believe in what I do.”

He was becoming angry and standing up straight he took a few steps towards me and hit his chest hard, raising his voice when he said, “if I hadn’t stopped that f.ucking cunt I just killed twenty minutes ago he would have done similar things I did to him to a nine-year-old little boy, are you really f.ucking telling me you would rather I had never found him and that child be tortured and murdered instead?”

Well, when he put it like that.

“No, I wouldn’t rather that, I just worry about you Jax, I worry that you enjoy it too much, and I worry that you’ll get caught.”

There, I had said it, I finally admitted the truth to both Jax and myself. I didn’t care about those horrible people he got rid of, I only cared about Jax and losing him, I was falling for this alpha wolf and I couldn’t seem to stop myself even though it would probably be in my best interest to.

Jax looked at me for a few seconds, and then he lost the anger and came and stood in front of me.

Holding my face gently between his hands, he looked into my eyes and said softly, “I know you worry about my mental health too, you think I enjoy it too much. I’m not going to lie, I do enjoy it and I know it’s not f.ucking normal, but I’ve never been normal. I enjoy seeing the terror in their eyes and the pain I cause them because I know they are experiencing the same pain they cause others, and sometimes, I see them realise that too.”

Anyone would think we were discussing some random issue and not torture or murder, we were an odd pair indeed, but what could you expect from two people from a mental asylum?

“I’m not going anywhere, I’m here, I’m yours.” He kissed me softly on the lips, long and slow. I responded to his kiss and allowed his tongue access when he rolled it around mine. I grew wet in low down places, but I made myself pull back with every ounce of willpower I had.

“You don’t want me,” I whispered.

“I don’t want a relationship, but I’m not against having a bit of fun.” He leaned in and kissed my neck, but his words gave me strength to move away from him.

“I’m not interested in being used for your pleasure,” I snapped, and turned to walk away, but ended up tripping over my own feet and making myself look stupid. He grabbed me before I fell, and with my back against his chest, he mumbled against my ear. “That’s fine darling, but do be careful with those two left feet of yours.”

He was still flirting, and it irritated me, so I pushed away from him and went back inside.