CHAPTER 8: The Girlfriend

Kylie

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I looked down at the handkerchief covered with my blood. Hearing that I ain't good enough brings me back to when Logan decided to choose a helpful and wealthy Luna over me.

Without waiting for my tears to fall down, I turned around and walked away. Jacob was calling me, and even so, I didn't look back and instead continued to walk faster. Hot tears filled my cheeks that synced with every heavy step I took.

"Kylie, please don't be hopeless. I promise you that you'll be my Pack member, won't I?"

"I don't fucking believe in promises anymore!" I screamed. "They were meant to be broken anyway."

Holding onto my wrist, Jacob pulled back, making me face him. "I mean to comply with my promises, Kylie."

"That won't change the fact that your own Beta and Gamma didn't want me. They don't think I'll fit into your pack! So you've got to accept it too!" I sobbed, sniffling as tears flooded down like what I'd kept the whole time poured out.

"I am the Alpha for a reason. I'll do everything for you to make it." He cupped my face with both his palms as his thumb wiped my tears away.

If he'd known that the first person who promised me ended up breaking me deep down in my soul, I wonder if he'd understand why I'm acting this way.

"You've just got to be honest with me, Kylie," Jacob continued. He let out a deep sigh, and asked, "Where do you truly come from?"

Tears automatically stopped falling down my cheeks as I looked at him blankly with sets of memories I don't want to remember anymore replaying in my head.

Could I tell him I'm from Eclipse Pack even though I was adopted? But what if he thinks I'm a spy?

I had no idea how long I stared at him, my face blank and my mind full of what-ifs.

"I…I've been a rogue my whole life," I lied, trying my best not to stutter as my heart pounds with guilt.

Jacob nodded, then tilted his head as if waiting for me to say more.

"A-and I'm now tired of being alone. I'm just scared of dying alone."

Seeing Jacob's sincere eyes fixed on me, I felt even more guilty, pushing me to avert my gaze. I never wanted to lie. But I'm too afraid of what he's going to think of me. This pack is the only thing I can hold onto right now, and I can't afford to lose it too.

"But how come you're so good at fighting as a lone rogue? You seemed well-trained."

"I needed to be a good fighter, or I'd be dead by now," I bitterly chuckled, looking out of nowhere.

His palms on my cheeks loosened while placing a couple of strands of my hair behind my ears.

"You're not going to die alone," he hoarsely whispered right in my left ear.

My heart froze realizing there was almost no distance between us until his lips touched my earlobe, causing volts of electricity to run through me.

I was off-guarded, unable to move nor stop him as his lips traveled down to my jaw and back up to the corner of my lips.

Jacob gently breathes out before I feel his tender lips pressed on mine. His eyes were shut while his hands reached my waist, grasping me tightly as he pushed himself closer.

The urge to kiss him back was getting on me when a high-pitched woman's voice interrupted.

"Jacob!"

Both of us were shocked and immediately created spaces in between.

I was left with my heart stammering in mixed emotions as Jacob faced the woman. His broad shoulders didn't allow me to see who the woman was.

"Who are you with?"

I could hear her footsteps approaching. I didn't wait for her to see me when I decided to walk back inside the Packhouse using the small door in the garden.

Staring at the room's white ceiling, different emotions ran through me. Perhaps a kiss won't mean too much to Jacob, but here am I overthinking everything.

My thoughts were cut off when a knock appeared on the door. Exhaling out a deep sigh, I fixed myself before attending to it.

As I expected, it was Jacob with his usual playful smile that confirmed my conclusions right. He looked so unbothered as if nothing had happened.

"Don't you worry, I'll leave before today ends," I lazily began, turning away from him to sit back on the mattress.

"You should know that I stick with my promises," he mumbled with his hands making their way to my elbow.

Before I could process it, he tugged me with him while I let him take me wherever he demanded. Upon reaching his car, he opened the door, motioning me to get inside.

It happened so fast and the next thing I knew, his car stopped in front of a beige gate not far away from the packhouse.

"Are you just going to stand there the whole time?"

I walked forward, entering the gate. My eyes widened at the astonishing two-story house mainly colored white and beige.

"What do you think?"

"It's beautiful," I muttered, shrugging.

"Great!" Jacob stepped closer, putting his arms around my shoulder as he pulled out something inside his pocket. "Because it's yours," he whispered, dangling a key in his other hand.

"N-no. You're lying," I nervously chuckled, shaking my head with my eyes still on the key he was holding.

"You're a member of the Pack now. It may not yet be official, but it will happen, trust me."

With excitement, I grabbed the key out of his hands and hugged him. My heart was cheering with joy, probably knowing that I am somewhat accepted here.

However, my happiness didn't last long when a woman suddenly appeared behind Jacob. She cleared her throat with her arms crossed across her chest. She looked at me with her brows twitching.

I immediately pulled away, which Jacob seemed to notice, because he looked back and said, "Dianna, what are you doing here?"

"You can't expect me to do nothing while some desperate whore is lingering around my boyfriend," the woman bluntly retorted, wrapping her arms around Jacob's neck before kissing him relentlessly.

Her eyes were on me, throwing me a disdainful look.

I knew exactly what she was trying to do, so as not to make her feel like the winner, I moved forward and wandered around my new house.

Though I am trying to distract myself with the lavish house Jacob got for me, I could deny the hint of ache in my chest knowing he has a girlfriend. Maybe because I just thought he didn't have one.

I was in the living room when the doorbell rang.

Thinking it was Jacob, I rushed to the door. But as soon as I saw Dianna behind it, I quickly lessened the opening of the door, almost closing it.

She pushed through and forced herself to get in.

"This is the first and the last time I am going to warn you." She raised her arm, pointing her index finger at me. "Stay the hell away from Jacob! Stop seducing my boyfriend into getting everything from the Pack!"

"Why? Are you scared that I might get him away from you?" I mocked.

Her crimson red lips curled in anger and was about to slap me when I instead caught her wrist.

I gripped her tighter, pulling her out of my house.

"And by the way, don't forget to attend the banquet dinner tonight that Jacob arranged for me," I denote before shutting the door right in her face.

Leaning at it, the smile plastered on my face slowly vanished as realization sank into me.

What difference do I have with Hanna?

I felt, sounded, and looked like the other woman destroying someone else's relationship.