My Ugly Mate

Well Damn

Johnathon (cont'd)

I got up and started my usual routine: exercising, training, breakfast, pack meeting, and then headed to get ready for this meeting. I checked my phone again to see if maybe Kendra had responded to anything. Nothing, it’s quiet but, I do see that she didn’t receive my last message. Maybe her phone was off, or dead. I’m going crazy thinking about her being upset with me. Why did this happen now and before the war? She’s a distraction, and I can’t leave her alone. I drove to the Infamous Moon Pack, getting there thirty minutes early. I was escorted to the dining hall and offered refreshments, which I kindly took. I believe in being punctual and professional, but every time I heard a voice or footsteps, I looked around, hoping it was Kendra. Finally, at 5:50, the Alpha and Luna walked into the common area, followed by that prick Beta of theirs. I stood up as they greeted me, and then we were escorted to another room in the back due to the fact that it was dinner time. As we sat down and got situated, I went ahead and explained why the meeting was important.

“Thank you Alpha and Luna for seeing me on short notice. I’ve come to inquire about a resident of yours, Kendra Lowe and I have a few questions.” I stated, as I felt the tension in the air thicken and face expressions change. “Kendra, what about her?” the Luna asked. “It was brought to my attention that she’s missing from your pack; however, she informed me that she left on her own. It was then brought to my attention that your Beta is her mate, but she never mentioned him. I just need answers.” I looked at the Beta and his face was intense and clearly he’s angry about this visit. “What do you need to know and when was the last time you spoke to her?” the Luna asked frantically, which was a sign that something was amiss. “She’s currently not speaking with me. I spoke to her a day ago, when I took your Beta to her house. Clearly, that was a surprise and she got pissed off. Are they mates? Your Beta and Kendra?” I asked. “Yes and no.” the Alpha responded. “Elaborate please.” I asked. No one spoke, so there is more to the story. “I think it’s none of your business as to if we are mates or not?” Beta Keyron spoke. I didn’t like that answer, he’s acting differently than he was a day ago, when he made it very clear that they were, now it’s none of my business.

“I digress, but could someone explain why she’s missing and living in the woods by herself?” I asked. The Luna looked at her husband, eyes wet. “We weren’t aware she was living in the woods. My Beta informed us that she was living in your pack.” Alpha… Trevor replied. Interestingly, he has been following her for a while, which I now know. But he’s telling her that Kendra lives in my pack, which would explain the sudden visit. “I can assure you sir, Kendra Lowe does not live in our pack. I met her months ago. She came to my birthday dinner three weeks ago. Ever since then, we’ve been talking and dating.” I lied. I needed to see what the Beta would do. “Three weeks ago, on which day to be exact?” Luna asked. I thought about it for a minute, “it would’ve been the 24th. My dinner was at Elo’s. She got there a little after 9. Spent the night at my place,” I confessed. I added more fuel to the fire, “the whole time she was getting ready, I was on the phone with her. She was in her room until she walked out the door.” “That’s not f*****g true!” Kockaroach yelled, “you’re f*****g lying to my Alpha and Luna’s face.”

At this point, everyone is looking at him. “What do you mean I’m lying?” I asked angrily. “You were not on the phone with Kendra that night.” He jumped up, slamming his hand on the table. “I’m sorry, how could you possibly tell me what I was doing with my woman, when you informed me that you were out of town and she was accused of a horrible crime?” I asked, standing up to defend myself. “What?!” The Luna asked. I noticed that Beta Kancer backed down some. “You’re about to go to war with another pack, behind a female you f*****g rejected?” The Luna yelled. Hold up, so he rejected her? So that’s why she reacted the way she did. He didn’t want her and then had the nerves to come lie to me and my Alpha’s face, that his mate was falsely accused while he was out of town. I will not stand for it. “Latvia, calm down baby.” Trevor said, pulling her to him. You can tell it was working for a minute, but she was still upset. “I’m sorry, so you lied to my Alpha’s and I face? You had me take you to her, over a lie?” I yelled, pushing my chair back. Alpha Trevor roars for us to stand down. “Mr. Matters, please accept our deepest apology for my Beta’s behavior. Please understand that we’re only trying to right a wrong,” he said, stepping between us.

I understood the position he was in, my Alpha would’ve done the same thing, but I was in another territory, finna fight their Beta behind my woman.. Who I embarrassed. I needed to right my wrong, and protecting Kendra from the dumbass is the first step. I took a breather and composed myself. “Please Alpha Trevor, I ask for forgiveness for my behavior. I wouldn’t have done this to my pack, and I was rude to argue back with Karnage there…” “It’s Keyon!” he hissed. I just ignored him. “I will depart now, but as I leave, I will advise your Beta to cease looking for Kendra, for she is now under the protection of the Power Surge Pack. Any further contact or investigation involving Kendra’s return to this pack will result in war. Please heed my advice. You guys have a great day.” I said, walking out of the room. The lying sack of s**t just glared at me and I dared him to do something.

Kendra

It took me a few days to get over what Johnathon had done, but the damage was done. Keyon has ruined my life for the last time. Just when I thought I was enjoying life and moving on, he comes through with this bullshit lie. I also knew I needed to tell Johnathon the truth, but instead of assuming Keyon was telling the truth, he didn’t ask me for my side of the story and why I didn’t mention Keyon. I was embarrassed to the point where I flipped the script like we women do when we don’t want to answer or deal with men's questions. I could’ve easily answered the question right then and there, but because I was 1) put on the spot and 2) my place of residence was compromised, I got out of there. Keyon now knows where I “live”, which means he will most likely be coming back to get me. He doesn’t know what leave me alone means. I thought when I was accused of attacking Katalina, that it was the end of me seeing or hearing from that pack. But I’m wrong, Latvia and Trevor stay calling and texting. The only person who’s getting answers and replies from me is Jayquan.

Gretchen gave me back control after we killed Katalina and that guard that same night. She told me that if I was uncomfortable about what happened, we could just have our minds wiped, but I told her no. Honestly, the way I was feeling, it was bound to happen. When I get angry, I do the unthinkable. We spoke about Vega and if we wanted to go ahead and pursue him. We struck a deal with him when we did the killing, which means I’m rightfully his. And honestly, maybe the enemy is my best path because he stated very clearly what his terms are and, quite frankly, I’m okay with that. But Johnathon is on my mind. Am I willing to go that far? Vega didn’t say when he wanted me to come to him, he just said he'd be waiting for me. As long as I don’t mark and produce babies with Johnathon, I should be good. “I don’t see why you would still want him. It took the words of a liar to make him believe that you had or have a mate. Notice how Keyon said nothing as he questioned you. If he really wanted you back, he should’ve been pleading and groveling at your feet.”

I liked the sound of that, the fate of his future rests in my hands. Technically, his future is already f****d up due to the fact that Katalina is no longer breathing. I started chuckling to myself, I wondered how he felt when he found out? Did he cry and sob over a broken heart? That lying two-faced b***h deserved everything she had coming to her, and Keyon… Keyon is in no way safe from my wrath. I wanted blood, and if Vega promised me blood, why not take him up on the deal. Sure he’s using my power to destroy different species and… possibly other innocent lives… okay, that doesn’t sound too wonderful. Plus, when he’s done with me, what’s he going to do? I mean, yeah, my problems would be taken care of, but what about those other people? My thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking on the front door of the cabin. I looked at my camera and saw Keyon standing there. Why am I not surprised? “Go away before I shoot you.” I threatened. He begins to laugh, “what’s wrong Kendra? Did you really think I was going to let you go that easily? See, had you accepted my rejection, we wouldn’t be in this situation.” he boasted. I rolled my eyes, “go home to your mate, before I send her this recording.” I warned. “I want to see you do that, seeing how she’s dead.” he replied. I don’t know why, but I just started laughing as well. “Oh f*****g well, get off my property.” I said. I don’t regret a damn thing. “You have two options, come with me now back to the pack, and help me clear my name, or I’ll figure out a way to blow this b***h up, with you in it. I'm not playing games with you.” He threatened. I cleared my throat and as loud and clear as day I said, “let the games begin…but uh, don’t get mad when I send you to be with her. f**k you and that rejection.” I snarled, hanging up. I watched through another camera as I watched him shift and started boxing on the door. Did he think he could infiltrate into my cabin that easily? Silly dog.

When he realized that the cabin was impenetrable, he stormed off mad. I’ve made my mind up, whether the world comes to an end, my wrath will be met, and all I can do is sit back and watch it burn. The way I’m feeling right now, I’m not thinking straight. But that’s the last threat and so the war will begin, with Keyon’s blood on my hand. I turned to look in the mirror when I saw my eyes, bloodshot red/purple again. My mind is too far gone and before I start this war, I need to clear the air with one person. I picked up the phone and dialed Johnathon’s number. He rang for a few before he answered. “Kendra… I’m so happy you called. I owe you an apology for what happened. I was wrong and should’ve given you time to explain…” “Johnathon, this will be the last time you will hear from me, so listen. Keyon is my ex-mate who rejected me the night before my 18th birthday. Ever since then, he’s been making my life a living hell because I wouldn’t accept it. He just threatened me, and I’m going to act on that threat. Forget that you know me. You won’t be able to find me… goodbye.” Just like that, I hung up and picked up Vega’s card. It’s all or nothing and, quite honestly, I'm extremely scared.

Because, what I heard about Vega gives me the chills. Vega is a different type of being. He’s a newer generation of vampires, who have only been here a few hundred years. His dad was a wonderful ruler. Vega just wants power and world domination. His father established peace after he found his wife, since you know, they are allowed a mate as well. Vega hasn’t found his… that we know of. He was known as a bully and would go around taking and hurting different women of different races. This broke the peace and started a war between vampires and other supernaturals, at one point, some even fought in WWII. Not many knew that some helped, but I’ll be damned if they didn’t win. Vega’s people weren't too happy about the fact that we fought with the humans, it pissed them off. His father's clan ended up murdering a whole state. Slowly but surely, and by the time it was investigated, they had disappeared without a trace. Vega knows that his time is nearing death, because everyone is trying to destroy his bloodline and if he doesn't produce any offspring, that's exactly what's going to happen. Many females were kidnapped by him, but by his looks alone, he could pull any female he wanted.

Younger Vega (High school year)

I was talking to Zanerah Walkers, a sexy ass tenth grader. She knows she is fine too, the way her hips swing in that tight-ass skirt. Dark-skinned and drop dead gorgeous, she’s no one popular, just a regular high school girl, who’s in the odd classes. Chess, debate, and last but not least, the yearbook committee. I’m trying to woo her into giving me a whole page to myself. I don’t need anyone else on a page with me, I’m very good looking, and independent. Everyone who is everyone loves me, and I’m the s**t. I have a bad reputation and it follows me.. Mainly due to my grandfather and father. Everyone tries to stay away from me, or tries to befriend me, they don’t want to be on my bad side. It’s mostly males, the females flock to me like piranhas to anything in the water. My eyes are very mesmerizing and my locks, the way they fall around my face. It’s very attractive and I’m not going to lie, I love looking at myself more than anything.

To be this sexy and pull any… I mean any female I want, it’s a gift. Most of these others… whatever you want to call any other being but vampires, couldn’t touch me with a 100 foot pole. Especially f*****g warewolves, those oversexual things are the worst. Well, maybe not the females. See, I make slaves out of them. Their speed and agility has nothing over my powers and unfortunately, they have a problem with authority, especially their alphas. I’ve watched my father and grandfather slaughter them and make the she-wolves our slaves. They’re not so tough without their omega, betas, and alphas protecting them. Yes, a few of them are fighters, I’ve seen my dad get his ass kicked by a few females, but other than that, they are nothing. My issue with wolves is the power they possess. Why does it have to be them that possess the power to do damn near anything? Granted, it’s not all of them, but do you not know what I can do with that type of power? The obedience, the control, the number of children I can produce. I will be able to take over all realms with no issues. And the thought of that makes my d**k extremely hard, and I’m all for it.

I’m leaning against Zanerah on my locker, blocking her in. She’s avoiding eye contact, blushing as I continue to compliment her. I’m dangerously close to her, her perfume is intoxicating. She’s giggling, biting on her bottom lips, and twirling her hair. “You keep playing with me missy, I asked you for a date, weeks ago. You keep giving me the run around.” I reminded her. Quite honestly, I'm very bored with this, but I need this page for myself. I have no plans of actually dating and being with her. I do what I do best, use someone for my own benefit. She’s having a hard time forming her words, which irritates me. “I don’t know Vega, I’m not ready to date.” she replies. “How can we be the best couple, if you don’t want to make that first jump?” She giggles and shy away. I went to say something else when the bell rang, “I'll see you later, think about what I asked you.” I said, kissing her awfully sweet smelling hand. I watched her walk away before heading towards the exit. I don’t stay in school all day, I hate the teachers and some of my classmates. I honestly just come to entertain myself with the females, how easily they fall for looks. Dumbass dogs. Anyways, I don’t want to be with her, I’m just getting my front page.

As I exit the building, my phone goes off. I looked down, it’s my father. “Yes.” I answered, “where do you think you’re going Vega? I know school is not out yet.” His voice hissed through. I rolled my eyes, I cannot stand when he uses his powers to monitor me, it grinds my gears. “I don’t want to be here any longer, I’m coming home.” I replied, as I transformed into a large green, gargoyle bat. I didn’t wait for a response as I pushed off of the ground and became airborne. “You will do no such thing, you will return…” I hung up the phone. I have no respect for my dad, especially since he treats my mom with so much disrespect. If it wasn’t for her, I would’ve killed him a long time ago, but she always says, “Don’t forget, it doesn’t matter how evil he is, he gave me you.” My mom is everything to me, and had she been the one calling me, this whole thing would’ve been different. I live 20 miles from my dad’s castle, which is a mere 30 minutes via flight. There’s a hidden vortex I have to take to actually be in the kingdom.

I found the vortex and landed on the front lawn of the palace, or as I call it, his home. My dad is the main ruler of all vampires. His father was evil as f**k, as in he made Vladmire look nice, and compared to my uncle Dracula, my father isn’t too far behind the asshole and unnecessary evil. My mom, she’s basically a slave to him, not a full vampire but, half vampire, half dwarf. My dad took her without permission, slaughtering her whole family. After many failed births and miscarriages, she was finally able to conceive me all the way. She never lets me too far out of her sight, now more than ever. She doesn’t like who my father is and has been trying to leave that palace for the longest. She’s had 25 almost successful tries. Each time, he figured it out. As punishment, he made her sleep with the nastiest supernatural creature ever, the f*****g goblins, and I need not say more. When she had me, she slowed down with the attempts, but it didn’t mean she wasn’t plotting.

I walked into the castle and went straight to my room to find my father sitting on my bed. “You are a very insolent boy.” His eyes red like a ruby, I pushed him past his pushing point, seeing how this is an everyday thing. “Cry me a river full of blood father, you will be okay.” I replied, without looking at him. “You know what the problem is, you respect your mother more than you respect me.” He says, my back still towards him. I’m not going to argue, because he’s right. I value the f**k out my mom, always and forever. “You will never respect me as long as she’s around,” he says coldly, which causes the hair on the back of my neck to stand up. It always does when he threatens to end my mom’s life. I say nothing but continue to undress. The room is an eerie silence between us. Something about the way he said that still doesn’t sit well with me. He wouldn’t have… but then, he is ruthless. He went to say something when there was a knock at the door. In walks my mother and I released a breath I didn’t know I was holding. She’s still alive.

“Vega, why are you not in school?” her warm spring soft voice asked as it floated in the room. For once, since being in the room, I turned around to face my beautiful mom. Her curvaceous body, plump breast, size 30 waist, and long flowing locs that emphasizes her hazel blue eyes and plump lips. My mom is drop dead gorgeous and every time I look at her, it makes sense why my dad chose her and not the others. “I can’t stand school. It’s boring and teaches me absolutely nothing.” I said, wrapping my arms around her to hug her. “V-bear, we’re not going to go through this everyday… Now you did good last week, but you’re almost finished. I'll let it slide today, but no more this week… or weeks to come.” she says, holding me at arms length. I hear my dad groan in the back. “Sure, listen to her, but when I speak, talk back.” he whines. “Excuse me?” My mom asked, snapping her head back to me. “Talking back??? To your father??? Tell me you didn’t?”

My mom is big on me disrespecting him, which is why I do it behind her back. I see my father as a punk and if he was like any other black f*****g father, I would’ve gotten my ass slapped or boxed by now… but what does he do, cry like a little b***h. So a b***h I treat him. “Let me catch you disrespecting him, and I will slap the f**k outta you. Do you understand me? Remember what I’ve always told you. He.. is.. Still… your… father.” I cannot stand when she defends this asswipe. f**k him and his bloodline. “I understand momma, I apologize.” I said, hugging her again. My father scuffs and storms out the room. “f*****g pathetic.” I hear him mumble. I rolled my eyes and returned to what I was doing before my mom walked in. When the coast was clear and my mom knew we were out of earshot of my dad, she turned to me and said, “I found a way out of here. Do you still have your clothes packed?” She asked, rushing towards my closet. I removed a cloth from over my luggage. “Been ready, when do we leave?” I asked. My mom opens the window and points west. “The portal that opens up in the wolf realm, that’s our way out.” I groaned, of all f*****g portals, that one.

My mom senses my dislike and chuckles, “or, you know, we can always go through the dragon realm.” she teases. I froze, I wish the f**k we would. I had a little…. Eh altercation with the dragon king, regarding his curvaceous daughter. She was a f*****g freak for a lizard. All the different positions I had her in, the way she screamed my name. One time, I was f*****g her so hard, she accidently transformed. Scared the living s**t out of me. I might have… bitten her… deeply… causing a bond to form. It was a pure accident. I knew it, she knew it but her stubborn ass father insisted that since I marked her, we should be wed. I laughed in his face and told him that I was way too young to be marrying someone. To which he replied, “you weren’t too young to f**k my daughter.” My response damn near started a war between us and them. Let’s just say, we avoid going through that portal. “Yeah, no ma’am. Are those the only two options?” I asked. “That’s not heavily guarded.” my mom replied. What option do we have? “I guess wolf realm it is. When are we trying to leave?” I asked. It takes a few hours to get to that portal. We would have to leave early in the morning and be gone before my father woke up. Once we were through that portal, we could disappear anywhere we wanted, start our own kingdom.

“The sooner, the better,” she replied, as my father yelled for her. “Be back soon, get ready. Remember, no magic… It'll attract our attention.. We travel by car and desert them two and half hours out, between the wolf and the fairies. That way, when he comes looking, he won’t know where we went. I have everything to mask our smell, so tracking us won’t be that easy.” She whispers, as her head remains in the room. She closes the door and I hear her footsteps retreating down the corridor. I cannot wait to leave this miserable ass place. I start the preparation for our departure. Before dinner, I moved our car off the property and three miles up the road, where we could start it without him hearing. Our best bet is to move in the morning, seeing how my father sleeps all day. I won’t let him slow us down, so we move at dawn, just as the sun rises. I’m used to the light because I go to school during the day, my mom is always running errands, so it doesn’t bother her. We can pull this off, with no issue. We’re almost home free.

I started getting everything in order, when my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID, it’s Zanerah. I decided to let it go to voicemail, she’ll only make me reconsider this. As I finished dinner, I can hear my father talking to one of the guards about some housing issues. Hell, it’s funny how no one wants to live in this realm, I can’t wait for his ass to die. I would rather do it myself, but beggars can’t be choosers. As I walked past his office, he yelled for me to come inside. I groaned and made my way to his office. When I walked in, I saw on the monitors that he had someone being tortured by the goblins, her silent scream echos through the picture, tears running down her face. She was a spell caster, a human with special powers. She’s fighting for her life as she tries to get away from the goblins. I looked away from the camera because I didn’t want to watch anymore. “What is it?” I asked harshly. “What were you and your mother whispering about when I called her earlier?” he asked, closing the monitor area behind him. “What’s the point of you doing that when I’ve seen everything?” I asked, gesturing towards the screen. “So you’re not distracted,” he says. “I’m distracted by being here.” I challenged. He growls, “watch your f*****g mouth… you disrespectful ass offspring.” he hisses, standing up.

He doesn’t scare me when he bucks up, he doesn’t give a f**k about me, he only uses people. So I can say I get it honestly. I looked around me, making sure my mom was nowhere near me. When I looked back, he had me by my neck, throwing me across the room. I landed on my stomach, after my back smashed into the glass self behind me. I got up to attack when he held up his hands, “be careful of your next move boy.” he threatened, holding a remote in his hand. With a push of a button, a monitor with my mom on the guillotine. What the f**k is he about to do?He begins to chuckle, “same question boy, what were y’all whispering about?” I look over at my mom and she’s just staring at the screen. I knew if I told him the truth, he'd kill her, so I had to lie. “She keeps defending your b***h ass, and look how she’s being repaid.” I said. He nodded his head, turning the mic part of the remote on. “Tell him what you told me darling?” he asked, snaring at her and me. I stared at my mom, scared.