Chapter 3- Ball On A Stick.
I had never been treated so nicely in all my sixteen years of living. Brennonâs pack- my new pack, they were so nice and accepting, they did not care that I was a nobody, they still treated me with care and love. So, this was how a pack was meant to be?
I felt so foolish. I had become accustomed with my old packâs ways and had thought that was how it was everywhere- that people were treated badly because of the problems that they had but could not fix. This pack wasnât like that though- everybody was treated as an equal, even Brennon was extremely free with his pack members and sometimes, it was easy to forget that he was the Alpha.
He was so kind, caring and warm- all things I had wanted in a mate, it was so unfortunate that the goddess had gifted me Jax, heavens knows what she was thinking when she created us to be together. We were nothing alike- he was cold, searing and an all-round dick while I was almost like Brennon, almost. I do not think anybody could match the amount of kindness Brennon had in his heart and what made things better? He was the polar opposite of my mate both in features and in character- yes, I would admit that I found Jax much more attractive than him but that was just the mate bond talking, right?
Even I had to scoff at that. Everyone on the planet who knew Jax Montero knew that he was probably the most handsome male to ever walk the face of the earth and I didnât even think I was exaggerating. His tall, lean but muscular body found its way into my mind and I had to stop myself from taking a sharp breath, his dark brown hair was messy as usual and looked like he had run his hand through it over and over again. His jawline- shit, something within me stirred awake and I was damn sure it wasnât the baby I was carrying. His jawline could cut through paper, I swear and his lips- holy shit! What I would give to kiss those beautiful lips again. His voice- deep, husky and baritone; the type of voice every girl dreamed of hearing in the morning.
And finally, the most captivating part of him that had me secretly swooning since the day I stopped thinking that boys had cooties- his eyes. Those beautiful green eyes were nature itself; they were irreplicable and unique- a sharp contrast to Brennonâs brown, chocolatey swirls.
I tried to control my breathing as I thought of Jax, âThink bad thought of himâ I told myself, âRemember how he rejected you, remember how he did it without remorse, without batting an eyelid. Remember that he is all beauty and no personalityâ. That did the trick- for now, it was like there was a time of day where my mind would just decide to think about him and sometimes, I would push the thoughts of him away like I had done today while sometimes I would just curl up in bed and cry as I thought about how I wasnât good enough for my mate until Brennon came to cheer me up with my ice-cream- the thing I craved the most.
Speaking of the devil, I heard a knock on my door, âCan I come in?â, Brennon asked and I adjusted myself on the bed before replying,
âYesâ. He pushed down on the handle and the door swung open gently, revealing him in all his six-packed glory, sweat dripping from every pore in his body and making him look more toned than necessary. My eyes were widened as I watched one particular bead of sweat travel down from his neck to his delicious looking chest, all the way done to his perfectly sculptured stomach, past his v-line and disappeared when it reached the hem of his shorts. I tried to clear my throat but I came out as an audible gulp instead, I was practically eye-raping him- what on earth was wrong with me?
âUmmâŚâ, he sounded nervous, I had made him uncomfortable- great, âI was just wondering if you would like to take a strollâ, his paused for a second and he took a deep breath, âI mean you donât have to if you donât want to, its just thatâŚâ, he walked further into the room and stopped only when he was at the edge of the bed, âYou have been here for almost a month now and youâve only left the house a handful of times, the doctor said you should take frequent walksâ, his lips pursed together and I sighed,
âYeah, I knowâ, staying indoors was a part of me, it was a way for me to avoid getting bullied while I was in the pack house although, sometimes when my bullies felt the need, they would come to my room and trash the place knowing that if the Alpha heard that anything had been destroyed under my care, he would make me pay by denying me of my trust fund.
âOkay, I just need to take a quick shower, I will be back here in twenty minutes, alright?â, I nodded my head slowly and gave him a small smile before he left the room. If he had noticed me checking him out, he had not said anything and I appreciated that whole-hearted because if he had pointed it out, I was going to die of embarrassment.
As promised, Brennon came back twenty minutes later with a shirt on this time and I could not hide my disappointment enough. âAre you ready?â, he asked me,
âYes, would you please help me up?â, I lifted my arms up and he held unto them, dragging me up gently and balancing me on my feet, once he was sure that I wouldnât fall on my face, he let go of me. When I said that I was heavily pregnant, I wasnât kidding. I looked like a ball on a stick if youâd asked me and I could not even stand myself up- the pregnancy was that big and I blame it on mating an Alpha and carrying his child.
We strode out of the house and my skin was instantly hit by the cool breeze of the outdoors, I inhaled deeply, enjoying the fresh air before I felt Brennon take my slender hand into his larger one, âJust in case you feel tiredâ, he explained, adjusting his grip on my hands to a softer and more gentle touch,
âThank youâ, I smiled at him, he was so thoughtful unlike other males I had met, they only cared about themselves- a bunch of egotistic, dominant and controlling group they were but the fact still remained; we needed them.
We began walking away from the house, stopping to greet pack members on the way a handful of times until we reached the Pack park. It was empty today as it was a school day and all the children that actually visited the place were all tucked away in school- one of the places I will dread going back to.
He helped sit me down on one of the benches before taking a seat next to me, âSo, I was thinking that we should visit Doctor Miller later todayâ, he brought up, âAfter all, your delivery is one month from nowâ, and I was scared shitless. I was often chastised by the older women of the pack that I didnât eat enough, let alone have the proper body to carry a werewolf child inside me- as I said, ball on a stick. They hadnât said it in a condescending tone to shame me or anything, they were just advising me as mothers which shocked me to the core since I wasnât even expecting them to indulge or give a damn about a pregnant sixteen-year-old.
That was not my point though, my point was that I didnât have the befitting body for birth giving, I was way too small and skinny. My hips were not wide enough and my curves were not prominent enough- ball on a stick.
âDo you want to call your parents, let them know youâre safe? I mean its been long, they would be looking for youâ, sometimes maybe a little too thoughtful?
I bit my lips as a sheen of tears blurred my vision, âTheyâre deadâ, his face paled and a wary look made its way unto it,
âI am so sorry about that Brea, I didnât knowâ, he took my hand once again and rubbed circles on the back with his thumb in a soothing manner. I was about to tell him that it was okay but he never allowed me to let it out, âMy parents too are dead- my mum when I was six and my dad when I was fifteenâ, I decided not to speak, I was going to listen to him as he had always done when it came to me, âI was made Alpha of the pack at such a young ageâ, he chuckled but I could tell that pain accompanied it. I wondered what his age was and as if he could read my mind, he said, âIâm a little over nineteen now so that was like four years agoâ.
He was nineteen? Just a year older than Jax and it made me realize just how lucky he was- if he was in my old pack, being a year older than Jax means that he did not pass the age grade to attend any of his stupid birthday parties that he forced everyone to go to.
Brennon was nineteen, that means he had had three whole years to find his mate, my curiosity got the best of me, âWhat about your mate? Have you not found her?â, a familiar sheen covered his eyes and I knew I shouldnât have asked him that question. Goddess, I felt like punching myself, âYou really donât have to answer if you donât want toâ, I inputted quickly, I wasnât going to make him feel uncomfortable in his own pack,
âNo, its fineâ, he placed a sad smile on his lips and blinked rapidly, trying to hold the tears back but one managed to escape, I caught it quickly with my free hand and wiped it away. His smile instantly became brighter but his mood had not really changed, âMy mateâŚâ, he breathed out, âKatlyn, she passed away a week after I found her- she was killed, by roguesâ, he snarled the last part out and fear rocketed through my body, I had never seen someoneâs mood change so quickly- he was angry, âThey found out she was my mate and they killed her for itâ, how was I going to comfort him? I felt like it was my duty to repay him for all the times he had been at my side when I was in pain due to my mate sleeping with another woman.
Look at me, always complaining about how Iâve got it hard because my mate rejected me, his mate fucking died after a week of him meeting her! I wonder how it felt. Fear spiraled through my spine at the mere thought of losing Jax more than I already have and even though he was an asshole, I prayed that the moon goddess would keep him safe and watch over him.
I placed my free hand over his hand that was already laced with mine, âI am so sorry to hear that Brennon, I really cannot say that I feel your pain because I do not think I feel half as much as youâre feeling right now but I can promise you that she is in a better place, with the moon goddess and smiling down on you, she is proud of the man that youâve become and I am very sure that she loves youâ, I really did not know whether or not what I said made sense but it did the trick and that was all that mattered. He pulled me into a hug, a very careful one as he tried not to squish my belly.
âThank youâ, he whispered into my ear, âYou make me happier than Iâve ever been in a very long time Brea, I really appreciate it, I appreciate youâ, he pulled away from me and captured my eyes with his, âI also kind of like youâ.











































































































