"What are we going to do," I said. "I must get rid of that vile girl. How dare that wench lay her hands on my man! Asher is mine! She may have the pack convinced but I know better! She won't get away with this! I know what she did to him! And what she did to that brat of a sister of hers!"
Jackson nodded. "Just don't hurt her. She's mine."
I growled and grabbed his shirt cuff, "I will do whatever I want to her! She's a lowlife! there's nothing good enough about her to be a part of our pack! If I want to kill her, then I will kill her. You got it?"
He hissed and grabbed my throat. "Bellalyse is the ONLY female true blood left! She is MY bride! You will let go of me and you will make sure Bella remains safe! Otherwise, I'll do exactly to Asher what you do to Bella. Do you understand me? She and I are the only True Bloods around and I refuse to let my pissant of a brother have her! Now, do you want my help getting her out of the pack or not?"
I growled and let go of him. "As soon as you let go of me." He released my neck. "So what's the plan?"
He got this evil look in his eyes. "We attack at her source."
"Which is?"
"Her sisters, duh."
I grinned and we began our plans.