What do you think the final verdict should be? Torture, death, both?
IMEELA I was trying my best to rein in my emotions right now so that I could keep Jackson calm. He would have destroyed her where she sat because of what she had done. Not only did she try to kill me, but she had also fucking told the bastard what I looked like. I had no idea if she had a picture of me or not, but he very well might have picked up my trail and all because of her. There was only one option in dealing with the threat that he was. He needed to be eliminated. I was not a cold-blooded killer. I had only killed those who forced my hand. Would it be wrong of me to take his life? I had realized that I zoned out of what was being said, so I refocused on Theo and Brynn. “…we collected ten media files that contained videos of Beta Jackson, 116 photos, and ten years’ worth of journal entries that outlined invasion of privacy, including breaking into his residence, and removing clothes that had his scent on it. You have heard the facts pertaining to the crimes against Beta fema
JACKSON I knew that she was nervous, but so was I. There was no frame of reference for how today would go, but I wanted to make sure that she enjoyed every moment of it. There had been many daydreams and fantasies about taking her, so I had plenty of imagination to go from. Her eyes drank in every inch of my body. She even licked her lips when she eyed my cock. Awe and lust pushed out from her, which made me really fucking smug. I slowly crawled back onto the bed, heightening her delicious anticipation. “I want to play with you first, love. Will you let me?” She swallowed hard and nodded her head. Her arousal thickened, showing me exactly what she thought of that idea. Not a single word needed to be uttered from that precious mouth of hers. First, I started out with a sizzling kiss. Her fingers threaded through my hair, tugging, and it felt fucking amazing. Then I trailed kisses down her neck until I got to the spot that would forever hold my mark from this day forward. I sucked
JACKSON Imeela’s head was laying on my chest as my fingers skimmed her spine. I had never felt as complete in my life as I did with our bond being whole. Even Zeus was completely at ease. He had been more than thrilled that she wanted him too, and he was able to experience being with his mate even if it was in my body. It was how things worked with human mates. Imeela could not give Zeus a wolf mate like Ziyah could for Byron, but he understood that and did not care one bit. However, she had proposed an idea to him. She could bite his marking spot while he was in wolf form, and he could also mark her. That way the bond between them could solidify as well. He had been hesitant to do that because he was afraid to harm her. She had told him to trust her and trust himself. Guess what? It worked. “As much as I don’t want to leave this bed, we are being summoned by Brynn. She said it’s important,” I murmured, kissing the top of her head. Her bottom lip jutted out in an adorable pout. I
IMEELA Surprisingly, the pack meeting had gone over very well. Many people approached me afterwards and apologized for ever believing the rumors. I could tell that they felt guilty for judging me based on my species, especially without giving me a chance to prove myself. I did not want or need their guilt, but it did help me feel like perhaps we could make it past all of this bullshit. Hearing about those rumors brought all of my fears to the forefront about not being accepted in this pack and especially as his mate. Jackson and I cooked up a plan on how to get Douchey Dexter taken care of. So, I had reached out to Ziyah to see if she would be willing to help me get my hands on some things, but she had already been ahead of me after seeing a vision and figuring out what all I would need. She was unable to bring them to me personally, but she said to expect my uncle to bring them over. “Come on in,” Jackson said once he answered the door. “Thank you. I come bearing some special gif
IMEELA My body shivered in anticipation when Jackson slipped my panties off, leaving me completely naked. He sat back on his heels and looked over every inch of me as he was savoring each one. He always made me feel desirable when he looked like he wanted to devour me. Jackson’s hands caressed my sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Need flooded through me, and I felt like I would burst into flames at any moment. He leaned down and brushed his lips over mine in a featherlight kiss. Such a tease! Then he got up to rip his shirt over his head and undid his jeans, slowly pushing them and his boxers down. My mate stood before me in all of his glory, and what glory it was indeed. His body was perfect. I could not choose which was my favorite feature between the piercing emerald eyes, his mouth that could show me both love and ecstasy, the body that looked like it was chiseled from stone, or his rock-hard cock that was standing at full attention and already had some pre-cum. I crooke
IMEELA The city was only about an hour away from the pack. I hated the idea of going to the city, but I had no choice because of a crazy bitch. All I could hope for was that tonight would work in our favor. “You ready for this, love?” he asked me as he pulled into the parking lot. “Not really, but it’s necessary. I’m not as weak as I was when I was running for my life. Plus, I have you with me. You and Zeus are all that I need.” He turned the car off and faced me, hands cupping my cheeks. I sighed at the sparks that reminded me of the bond between us. When I was very young, I used to imagine finding a beloved and what my life would be like with them. Nothing compared to what I had with my mates. “You weren’t weak at all. You were so fucking strong to have survived what you did. Now, you get to make him your bitch,” Jackson said, waggling his eyebrows. I had not thought about it like that. I was finally the hunter, and I would catch him. A chuckle broke free, and I grinned at h
JACKSON We had to stop outside of the border to add his blood. I had to admit that Ziyah’s borders were fucking phenomenal. Brynn was waiting for us when we got back to the cells. She led us to a cell that she had retrofitted to ‘secure a whiny bitch’ as she lovingly put it. Imeela restrained him with her aura again so that I could get him secured. Brynn said that the chains were reinforced against vamp strength and had runes etched into them, making it impossible for him to move unless given permission by Imeela. The fucker paled when he heard that part. His predicament of being absolutely fucked was the only thing that was holding me back from destroying him for what he had done to my girl and what he had said in that alleyway. He would pay in time for each sin against her. For every dirty thought and every foul word. “We’ll be right back,” I told Brynn. Dustin was here as well, so I did not feel bad about leaving Brynn. Plus, she would have been completely capable of destroyin
JACKSON “Let me tell you something. A powerful Fae made the serum we gave you as well as the cuffs that are on you. You’re entirely cloaked. Nobody will ever find you here, and no vampire can enter that has not been given express permission. You’re at our mercy. I’ll gladly draw nearly every drop of blood from you before letting you heal. Then I’ll do it all over again. Where is home, and who promised me to you?” His eyes looked around at us all, trying to gauge if she was being serious. The blank stares refused to give him an answer one way or another. Let him keep guessing for the entire time that we had him here. Imeela had learned to survive on barely any blood or food. Her body became accustomed to that. We would be starving him while he was in our custody. Imeela had told me that starvation was excruciating for a vampire, so it sounded like a good punishment for all of the fuckery that he had put her through. “Have you already forgotten where you come from? That’s a pity. Alt