Last Ride

Chapter Five - Jackson - Mistakes Were Made

A fight broke out after alac and I went after each other, the rest of our teammates, all of us in a big huddle beating the crap out of each other. The coaches from both schools were pulling us away from each other but all of us were diving back in. A gap opened up leading  right to. Me and alac and the crowd and it started to go quiet. I saw Corra her eyes screaming with anger as she walked towards us. And she was absolutely f*****g pissed. One of the other teams guys walked between her and us.

“Cor take it easy please we just got a little worked up.” He said the worry clear in his voice.

“ Eliot move your a*s out of the way!” He sulked the side and started pulling his team towards the buses leaving me and alac standing there, she never spoke to us, she just grabbed his collar and drag him towards her brothers. “ get in the car.” She said pushing him into the group of them and towards her car. She walked towards the coaches, both of Quinton’s schools coaches got real nervous “ Quinton will forfeit the match for unsportsmanship conduct Alec apologizes for his behavior tonight and asked for forgiveness.” She added staring them down when they tried to say no. “ have a good night!” Her voice was clear and precise. She walked back towards the cars without even speaking to me, back towards alac.

“Corra!” I reached for her but she dodged me and pulled away. “ can I talk to you? Please!”

“ not now.” Her voice was cold but her shoulders relaxed.” I expected this from him but not you, I expected more from you.” Those words didn’t usually bother me coming from anyone but coming from her it hurt like hell. It tore me apart piece by piece she was the one person I didn’t want to disappoint. They all walked to the cars arguing and he joined her in her car, her brothers driving off in there’s.”

The coach just shout us out there and lectured us about how we handled the situation wrong. As we walked back to the locker rooms, I looked at her car still parked in the student parking lot they were still arguing. I watched carefully and every slight movement that’s when he leaned in and grabbed her. I walk towards them but Grady stepped in front of me pushing me back to the group. “she’s not yours, she made that clear when she stayed with him at the dinner.”

“ you don’t get it Grady. She’s not his either.” He looked at me confused. “ she never has been his.” I ripped away from him and headed straight for the car.

I opened her door, pulling her out of the car, and throwing her over my shoulder. “What are you doing! Put me down Jackson!” She pushed on me but she wasn’t really trying to get away.  I open the door to my truck and set her in the seat, she never pulled away from me and her touch sent chills through my entire body. I knew I had no right to touch her, crave her like air, but I did both. And when I put my lips on hers I recognize the taste of her like I known it forever, like she’s been made just for me. And under my breath the word just slipped out “ mine”

I made myself pull away, I made sure she was in the truck and shut the door. Turned around to where Alec was stomping towards me furiously, and with one punch knocked him to the ground “come near her again and I will personally rip your head from your shoulders.” I turned around and started for the truck when I heard him shift, before I could react he was already mid air coming right for me. Thank God for Grady, he shifted as soon as he saw and took Alec out of midair. Thank God nobody was around other than the guys from our pack and some rogues. I shifted to and went right for Alec snack tearing through he’s already scrawny neck. He shifted back in defeat but we didn’t relent.

“Stop!” Grady and I both froze and looked at the truck where Corra was standing tears filling up in her eyes. Neither of us let Alac up, pushing him down with our paws. “Please! That’s enough.” I shifted back and Michael tossed me a pair of pants, I slip them on and looks back at Grady and mouthed thank you. He nodded back “you know what to do.” He nodded again.

I walked back to the truck make sure Cora was in with her seatbelt buckled and drove home. The whole ride she was quiet and barely looked at me and I didn’t know who I was angry or at her or Alec for what he did to her. I pulled into the carport and walked around to the passenger side door. When I opened it, she didn’t even move she just sat there like a doll. “I’m sorry.”

“Why.” I didn’t know how to respond. All the words I wanted to say were just caught in my throat and I bet I look like a deer in headlights. “I’m not mad at you… I’m worried.”

“ if Warren wants to come after me he can it’ll be a losing battle for him.” She stepped out of the car and stood on her tiptoed and reels me in, all of her warmth and heat and sweetness and I pull her against me drugged by the feeling of her. I lifted her up and carried her into the house. The moment felt surreal I pushed through my door as she continued to kiss me and walked towards the bed I fell backwards, gasping for air and she climbed on top of me and I think I’ve lost my goddamn mind.

At some point the smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seem to have gotten inside me or into the air all around me she become a physical necessity. My own personal brand of h****n, and I’d be damned if I let anyone else take her from me.

I promised myself I would never do this to her but it was 4 AM and we’re laughing way too hard and I felt happy for the first time in a long time and I knew I was screwed. She fell asleep on me that night, and I swear to god that was the best sleep in my life, That is until i woke up to her mumbling in her sleep. She was shaking and her heartbeat was eradicate, i tried to wake her but she didn’t budge. “M.C i need you! Now!” 

Michaella rushed into my room “ What’s wrong!” She looked at me and the down at Corra and sighed “calm down, and fix yourself you look like a hurt pup.” She walked over to us and looked at Corra “she’s just starting to go through her first shift.”

“What!”

“Exactly What i said dumb a*s, what happened to you guys.”

“What do you mean?” She huffed again

“Well direwolves don’t start to shift unless there under distress. They’re not like us we shift when we hit puberty that’s why most of them can shift early on.”

“Then why is she shifting now.”

“You do realize that she’s had guards protecting her, her entire life right?” The dumbfounded look on my face must of told her because she keeps speaking “direwolves let alone female direwolves are extremely rare, they’re also extremely powerful and don’t have the gene that the rest of us do that makes us comply to alphas. The McCairy family are one of three families in the U.S and the only one with a natural born full direwolf.” She pointed to Corra “let’s put it this way, your matted to the most powerful female wolf in North America”

“Well What should I do?”

“Well if you were smart you would call her brothers because in about an hour or two we won’t be able to control her and she will tear everything apart.”

“Fuck.”

“Oh you i***t they don’t know she’s here do they.” 

“No”

“Well your f****d, better hope your relationship with Cohen is as good as you think it is.”  I pulled out my phone, and dialed cohen up.

“Where is she Jackson?” a lump got caught in my throat.

‘She's with me but somethings wrong, I really need your help cohen”

“Just tell me were she is, were at my house.” the phone went dead and before I knew it they were all pulling into my driveway. They all ran up the stairs to me. "where is she." 

"In my room." A low growl came from cloud. They walked into my room were machala was sitting with her.

"How long has it been since she started?"

"30 minutes 45 at most." They looked at each other with worried faces. "What's wrong?" They said nothing, cloud pulled out a knife and walked towards her, “What are you doing?” 

“Step away.”

“Hell no! That’s silver.”

“Now!” I didn’t budge, and then Cohen came over to me and dragged me out of the room.

“Don’t you dare harm her!” I saw him step closer and I lost control, my wolf shifted and took Cloud down. 

“Jackson clam yourself.” Cohen said firmly “ if you don’t let him go, we're all going to have a problem.” My wolf growled, and let him go, And proceeded to jumped back on the bed, laying down next to her, and placing its paw on her legs and head on her stomach. He stepped towards us, my wolf growled at him “If you don’t let us near her she will die within the hour.” 

“What do you mean?” Machala said from the corner of the room

He sighed “well when my dad released she had been born, and what she was he put a silver rod in her wrist to keep her powers Suppressed, because a dire wolf that hasn’t turned especially a female, doesn’t get as much attention.”

“What do you mean that could have killed her.”

“Her mother wasn’t, well she wasn’t my mother let’s put it that way, my parents never really got along even though their mates. We all have the same father but the mothers on the other hand well that’s a different story. My dad had gone to Atlanta on a business trip when he met her mother. As far as I know Her mother was a full bred dire wolf, when they had their fling though he didn’t know. It wasn’t until 10 months later when he got a call from her say people were trying to take Corra away. Not much longer my dad left and he came back with a frail tiny little girl. It wasn’t until she turned 15 that cloud and i started asking questions about why she hadn’t shifted and then one night when he was drunk he finally told us her mother and him had decided to put a silver rod down her forearm so unless it was an extreme emergency she wouldn’t shift.”

“ but if she shifts now what does that do to her?”

“ exactly why we’re taking it out.”

“ if we don’t when she finally shifts it’ll be a come a poison that will kill her and dire wolves because they have such strong skin if we don’t take it out soon will never get it out.” Cloud said. Michaela looked at me and then back at the boys.

“You don’t have a choice. If you want her to be with you, you have to let them, she will heal.” My wolf wiend as clouds step closer and started to cut down her forearm, pulling out the silver rod. She tried to pull away but I held her down as she gripped tightly on my fer. The wound healed almost immediately and her temperature rose as quick as a hiccup. Her grasp got tighter and tighter and it only got worse from there.