Chapter 100 Jazzamine

Chapter 100 Jazzamine
Once I reach in front of him I watch his face only to see he is not even realizing I'm there. So I take the phone from him which causes him to jerk and look at me. “What's your dads name Kill?” I ask as quietly as possible. He looks startled and says thickly “Charlie Anderson" With a quick nod and a point in the other direction I pick up the phone to hear Mr. Anderson shouting at Kill. With a quick inhale I put as much of my alpha power into my voice and say, “Mr. Anderson.” There is a gasp and a silence that gives my brain time to release my power some. “Who is this?” He ask softly I smile and calmly say, “Good evening Mr. Anderson my name is Jazzamine Bartallota and I am one of your sons mates.” I hear the guffaw and snicker at what I know is the look of wonder if we were standing in front of each other now. “Now Mr. Anderson I know this must come as a shock to you but is there some where privately we can talk where no one could possibly over hear what were discussing?” I turn towards Kill and wait for his dad to answer. “Can I trust him with what I'm about to tell him Kill?” He stands up and heads towards me as he says, “Yes viper my parents are as trust worthy as Trent’s parents.” I stare at him just to make sure I'm not reading into anything before I turn to Trent's to confirm. He nods his head yes and I go back to the phone when I hear Mr. Anderson answer back.

“Why are you asking me that? Is Killian ok, Do I need to get my wife?” Mr. Anderson asked sounding like he was panicking. With an eye roll I try to say as calmly as humanly possible “No Mr. Anderson, Killian is his perfect self. Now for your second question if you would feel more comfortable getting your wife Mr. Anderson then please do so. I only asked because what I’m about to share with you is extremely sensitive information that only a few people know including the Alpha and Luna are aware of.” I finish speaking and wait for his response as I turn to watch the others. I’m waiting out the silence on the other side when I mute my side and ask Kill “Do you want me to tell them everything or just enough to calm them but also leave them in plausible deniability? I really want to know what happened that night before Maya steps forward to fill in the details.” I mumble more to myself then the others. I watch Kill tilt his head left and right like a dog would and have to bite the inside of my lip to stop the smile wanting to appear. “Tell them what you feel comfortable with telling Viper. My parents are super chill and understand the concept of being discreet with info.” I nod and think over his answer and what I am willing to disclose since I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting them in person, I am unable to get a feel for their auras to see if they are as good as everyone says.

I inhale and try to exhale the stress this is causing just even thinking of telling someone other then my mates about me or my history. Maybe Kill is right, maybe I should only tell them just enough to cover the basics but also reassure them that everything is ok. “Ok Ms. Bartallota I have moved into my private office away from anyone that could be listening. I have decided to trust you and not grab my wife but I would like to ask ahead of time if it will be ok for me to tell her later since she picked up on my distress a few minutes ago?” Mr. Anderson asked and I smiled at Kill and unmuted the call and place it on speaker so everyone could hear. I put a finger in front of my mouth to signal the others to be quiet. They nodded and I finally answered him back, “Thank you for your trust, Mr. Anderson I understand and respect that decision.” I say and hear a snort behind me. I ignore whomever it is and focus back, “Of course you can tell your wife this all I ask is to please keep this info to yourselves unless you are speaking to one of us or the Alpha and Luna? Also please call me Jazz Ms. Bartallota is my mother and makes me feel so much older than I actually am.” I hear the chuckle on the other side and smile knowing my joke was able to do its job.

“Okay Jazz it is, Now could you please explain why the secrecy and why my son is asking about something that has mentally damaged us and has happened over 30 years ago? Also, if were forgoing formalities then please call me Charlie.”  Mr. Anderson no wait Charlie says and I smirk because I hate calling someone by their last name in a conversation unless they have pissed me off to the point, I want to prove I hold all the cards and make them feel as small as a bug.  “Of course, Charlie, to answer you question I have one for you that will tie into the answer. Do you remember the stories or prophecy from soo long ago?” I ask him trying to get an understanding of where his knowledge ends. “What do you mean?” He asks me instead and it makes me groan. Son of a bitch I don’t want to have a whole history lesson right now when all I want to do is know what happened that night. “Ok so that answers my question. The reason why I had asked for privacy and why Kill and asking about the night is because I am the future Queen and we are trying to understand what happened that night because it affects 2 of my mates and us going forward.” I tell him bluntly because I can feel my temperature spiking and I know I don’t have long before my heat spikes again. I’m watching Trent’s face when his eyes widen and he jumps up and walks towards me. I know he must have gotten my scent or noticed the difference in my face but it’s not long before he reaches me and places an arm around my waist and takes over the phone call.