Fated Mates: The Beta

Josh: Chapter Two

Josh

I groaned and stared down at the beautiful view. Gorgeous hazel green eyes stared up at me with lust as I filled her mouth with me. F*ck. I needed to stop running back to her, but after being with her so long, I couldn't stop myself.

Priscilla was s*x on heels. She had a strong, lithe body and the most gorgeous lips ever. Her long platinum blonde hair was made to be twisted in my hand. And her body took me so well. Everytime I was in her, it would erase all of the sh*t that swirled in my mind.

I didn't have to concentrate on the sh*t show my life had become. I didn't have to think about my wolfless sister, living in Atlanta with her pup, depressed and practically lifeless because my dad f*cked up and got her mate killed.

I didn't have to think about the lonely, angry, scared wolf living in the Beta quarters, crying his eyes out at night for that same reason, blaming himself for the rogue's death.

I didn't have to think of how glassy my mom's eyes were when she looked at my dad and how my dad was hardly home anymore with her because he needed to get my sister off his mind.

I didn't have to think about keeping my face blank every time I looked at Matt, because he ruined my little sister's life. And it wasn't like the f*cker didn't deserve it, but at night, when Priscilla wasn't here, I could still hear Jocelyn's bloodcurdling screams. I could still hear her pup crying and seeing the look on Wes' face.

So yes, I kept coming back to Priscilla. I kept calling her and feeling jealous and angry because she was promiscuous and slutty and didn't give a damn that I was half in love with her.

I panted as she buried her nose in my pubic hair, my c*ck stroking the back of her throat as I f*cked her mouth.

Slobber dripped from her mouth down to my balls and her moans sent shivers up my spine. I could feel how heavy they were and I was so f*cking close. I tangled my fingers in her hair and watched her take me in over and over again, groaning until I erupted in her mouth.

She swallowed it all up, sucking at the head until I was completely emptied out. She smiled up at me sexily and I closed my eyes.

"Are we going out for dinner tonight?"

"Don't think so. I think I'm taking Wes out for a run. He hasn't been feeling great, so..."

"Can I come?"

"Not this time, baby. Maybe next time." Priscilla rolled her eyes and wiped her lips. Her lipstick she was wearing earlier was smeared up to her cheeks and I grinned. I knew that I had some of it on my d**k and it gave me a certain satisfaction.

My phone pinged for the fifth time since I brought Priscilla into my bedroom and I sighed. I had also felt some nudges on my link, but I hardly opened them unless they were from Matt or Elena which they weren't.

I looked at my messages and frowned. My mom messaged me asking if I knew when Jocelyn was coming to pick up her pup.

Huh? When did she even come? She wasn't allowed on pack lands. I walked to my dresser and pulled out a pair of pants and and slipped them in over my shorts. I grabbed my shirt from the end of my bed and looked at Priscilla, who was still fixing her face in the mirror of the vanity in my room.

"Lock up after yourself?"

"Yeah, I will."

I grabbed my wallet and keys and walked out of my room I walked past Wes' room and winced and backtracked. I knocked on his door and waited for an answer. After I dealt with mom, we could go on a run and maybe destress a little.

His bedroom door opened and I was met with bloodshot red eyes. He rubbed them and ran a hand through his messy hair. "What's up?"

Despite only being fourteen, his eyes were that of an old man. It was understandable. He had seen and done so much more than he should have at his age. It made me feel like sh*t because I didn't know how to help him.

"I'm going to mom's. Wyatt is there. You want to come?"

His eyes brightened with interest and the corner of his mouth pulled up in an attempt at a smile.

"Why is he here?"

"That's what I'm about to go find out."

He nodded slowly and backed into his room. "Let me just get my shoes on."

I nodded snd waited at his door, peering in and cringing at the smell. He had plates of food stacked on his desk and bottles of soda laying everywhere. When he came to the door, I could smell body odor and I eyed him.

" Have you been showering?"

Wes grimaced and shrugged. "Yeah. Just...not lately."

I sighed and nodded. "Alright, we'll throw on some deodorant and let's go."

Wes sighed dramatically and went back into his room. He hastily put on some deodorant and jogged back out of his room. Priscilla walked by me, squeezing my ass as she went and winking at Wes.

I scowled at her back at the same time that Wes shuddered and scowled at me. I clapped him on his back and led him out of the pack house.

We went to my truck and he hopped in, seeming more animated now more than any time he had been since the execution.

I drove to Mom's house and as soon as we parked, he was out of the truck and running to the front door. He opened it quickly and a huge smile split his face as he walked towards Wyatt.

Wyatt sat on the carpet chewing on some toy he was playing with. He smiled up gummily at Wes and squealed.

Mom stood up from the couch with a small smile as we watched Wes sit down in front of Wyatt and began playing with him and his toys.

She nodded towards the kitchen and I followed her in there. She grabbed a tinfoil covered plate and handed it to me.

I opened it and put it on the table. Wes could eat it, I'm sure. I wasn't hungry. It was my mom's casserole. And while it was edible, I couldn't think I could stomach it.

"So, have you talked to her?" She asked me wringing her hands.

"Did you call her?"

"Yes, but she's not answering. I figured since you told the warrior you knew she was coming, she would have told you where she was going."

I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head.

"I didn't."

She pressed her lips together and looked down at her phone she was holding in her hand. "The warrior told me that Jocelyn cleared it with you. That she needed to run some errands and needed me to babysit him."

Something heavy hit my stomach and I shook my head slowly.

"I haven't talked to her at all today. When did she drop him off?"

"About lunchtime."

I nodded slowly and rubbed my hand over the stubble on my chin. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and dialed her on speaker. The phone rang all the way through to voicemail.

"Can't get to the phone right now. Leave your name and I'll call you back."

Even on the voicemail, her voice was devoid of any emotion. The knot that formed in my stomach tightened.

"Well, if she said she'd be back, then she'll be back."

"I-" My mom chewed on her thumbnail and tears pricked at the corner of her eyes.

"I know it's a lot, but can you go check on her? I just want to make sure she's okay. I know she's going through a lot and I hate that she's alone."

I sighed and ran a hand over my face. It's not that I didn't want to see my sister, but I felt like a damn villain every time I walked through her door and saw her swollen eyes and her puffy face.

"Okay, do you want me to take the pup and drop him off or...?"

"No. Just let him stay with me a bit longer. If she needs the night, it's no problem. Just tell her to answer phone. I hate not knowing if she's okay."

I nodded again and glanced out towards the livingroom. Even though he was pretending not to listen, I knew Wes heard everything. His eyes looked up at me from Wyatt's face and I could see the worry there.

"Alright. Are you okay to take Wes home later? It's a two hour drive there and two hours back, so I know he won't want to stay all evening."

She nods and hugs me tightly. "If she's in an okay state of mind, have her call me as soon as you get there, okay?"

"Yeah, I will."

She smiles at me and pats my cheek. "Thank you, baby."

"You're welcome."

I walked back out into the living room and squat down next to Wes and Wyatt. "I'll be back. Mom will take you home when you want. You need anything while I'm out?"

He looks down at Wyatt and shakes his head. "Just tell her I said hi."

"Sure thing, bud." I tousle his greasy, brown hair and he scowls at me and pushed me away. Wyatt laughs and it brings a smile to both of our faces.

I walk out of the house and try to call Jocelyn one more time before I start my truck back up. Voicemail.

I begin driving and have to stop at a gas station halfway there. Thoughts begin to fill my mind, but I push them away. Jocelyn has had it rough, but she loves Wyatt. She wouldn't do anything stupid like drugs or anything. She wouldn't risk having him taken away.

It takes me a while to get there and when I pull up to her apartment, I spot her car parked in it's usual spot. I sigh in relief, because atleast I know she's home.

I walk up to her apartment and knock on the door. I have a key, but I try to give her her privacy. I don't want to intrude on her. Most of the time she answers the door, but sometimes I have to let myself in. It's those times that I get worried, because she will be laying in bed with glassy eyes and Wyatt will be crying next to her and it's like she can't hear him.

It was only once that I walked into that, but it scared the sh*t out of me. I knock louder because I wonder if she's in one of those episodes right now. Maybe my knock can get through to her.

After waiting for another minute, I curse and start going through my keys on my keychain. I find her apartment key and slide it into the lock.

Inside is dark but as I enter the apartment, I can hear a song playing down the hall. It sends me a bit of relief and I let out a small breath that I didn't realize I had been holding. I flip on the light and sitting by the front door is an empty box of what used to be a thirty pack of beer.

My heart stops for a second. "Jocelyn!" I call. I walk around the stuff and walk slowly down the hallway. The song that had been playing when I walked in starts over and I feel fear begin to take over.

"Jocelyn!" I call again in front of her bedroom door. I knock gently but there's no movement. My hand shakes as I reach for the doorknob and I'm starting to feel nauseous.

"Jocelyn! I'm coming in! I hope you're decent!"

I turn the knob and let the door swing open.