Chapter 73 Chapter 73
I walked away then stopped by about five men that were having drinks and sat between them. "Hey, can I have a drink too?"
"Sure." One of them said and poured me a glass.
'I can't believe we didn't act crazy about our mate being with other men.' Drex chortled, also holding back his annoyance.
'I also can't believe it. I didn't go to her and create a fuss like I'd normally do because I didn't want to make her mad. How can one woman make me change so much?' I smiled to him. 'Bye, let me give talking to these men a chance.'
The men and I had casual conversation for the next few minutes over our drinks. One of them was on and on about how his wife was so frustrating and he wanted to just get rid of her.
"My wife is so stupid. She doesn't even realize I have other side chicks." Another one of them chuckled.
"You're so lucky." Another man replied to him. "my wife is so crazy and she just found out about my other side chicks. Now she's out to ruin my life. I feel like a crazy mess."
I was just staring at them with a frown plastered on my face.
"What is she? Stupid? Do you have to remain faithful to her? If her ugly ass can't satisfy you in bed, then you have to fill that gap with other hotter chicks." he said then chugged down his glass.
"Exactly! Must I be faithful to her?" He rolled his eyes.
"You're supposed to." I replied. I couldn't hold in my annoyance anymore. "Why'd you marry a woman if you don't want to be faithful to her?"
They all stared at me like I was stupid then burst into laughter.
"What the heck? Are you trying to say you're faithful? I know how girls follow men like you around like you're a god. If I had a dollar for each of your body count, I'm certain I won't have to work my whole life again." He said and they chuckled in agreement.
My face contorted so badly. "I'd certainly not cheat on my girlfriend." Why would I finally have a mate I love so much and think of cheating on her? It made no sense at all.
"Girlfriend, yeah. Get married to her and things would definitely change."
"You sound so ridiculous. If I have someone like Jane in my life that'd make me happy and calm me down whenever I'm mad or anxious, what else do I need? I'm not a love expert, but I'm certain that if you genuinely love your wife, you wouldn't dare to look at other women with lustful intentions."
"You need to be educated on how it works." One of then said and they all burst into laughter like I was a fool.
Their company irritated me, so I dropped my glass and stood up to return to sit on our beach chair.
"Keegan!" Jane called the moment I sat. I turned to her with a questioning glance. She had her eyebrows drawn together in worry and her deep blue eyes were filled with panic. I noticed she was muttering to herself and had to strain my ears to hear her say," how do I tell him now? Oh my gosh." Her breathing was unsteady and as I paid closer attention to her, I could literally hear her heart beat, it was beating way faster than normal and that was enough to get me off my feet.
I now noticed that she had moved further into the beach and had immersed most of her body in the water, only her shoulders were above the water.
Remembering that she was a terrible swimmer, I quickly headed to the shore, walking into the water and towards her.
"What's wrong?"
She stared around, nothing but panic was dangling in her eyes before she returned her gaze to me. "The strap connecting my bikini panty to its bra or whatever was cut off, someone accidentally snapped it off and it swam away into the water. I could reach it but it's doing nothing to cover me. Now I'm nothing but naked." She whisper-yelled.
"What?! How's that even possible?" I wondered.
"I don't know. Just help me out, please. I don't think I can hold on to the remaining piece for any much longer.
I stared around to see if there was anything I could grab but nothing at all. "Please stay still. I'll be right back.
I scuttled away and headed over to the receptionist.
"Hi Mr. Gray," she grinned at me.
"I need a large towel and a robe right now." I asked, glancing back in high hopes that Jane could still hold on.
"What?" She looked so confused.
"Right now!" I demanded, slapping my hand to the table.
"Okay, okay." She trembled and quickly left.
I paced around, tapping my hand against any object it landed on till she scuttled back with what I had requested for.
"H-here." She stuttered and dropped them on the counter.
I quickly grabbed it and ran back to Jane then dropped the robe on the sand. She had her hands on her shoulders with panic in her deep blue eyes.
I walked into the water to meet her.
"I lost the piece. I can't believe it's so flimsy." She cried.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." I had to dip the towel into the water, securing it really tight around her body to make sure it was tight enough. "Hold it well, okay?" I said then held her to lead her out of the water.
When we walked out of it, she was gripping onto the towel like it was her dear life. I picked the robe from the sand, wore it over the dripping towel on her body, and grabbed her hand.
As we walked, she hid closely behind me with her head hung low in embarrassment as a lot of people were staring at us.
I turned to her and she was shivering, clearly cold and shy.
"It's fine. It'll all pass, they're just people." I said to her.
She stared at me, biting her lower lip, an action I'd have considered flirtatious if she didn't look like she was about to pass out.
There was no way she could walk all the way back to the beach house like this. I scooped her off her feet and carried her in my arms. Her eyes widened as she clearly wasn't expecting that. "P-put me down." She stuttered.
I ignored her and started walking away while her arms automatically went around my neck. Though even more people stared at us, I finally got to the beach house and made her sit on one of the chairs on the porch while I hurried to grab the key. After returning with the key and opening the door, We both walked in and she immediately crawled under the sheets.
"Do you mind taking the towel out? It's dripping." I asked. Not like it mattered, but it could be a plus to making the bed dry faster if she did get rid of the wet towel.
She rose to her feet and managed to let the towel fall from around her body without taking her robe off then crawled back underneath the sheets.
I sat beside her and patted her back. "It's fine now, just be calm."
"I can't be calm. I feel so embarrassed right now. Did you see the amount of people that were staring at me?"
"If it makes you feel any better, they were staring at me too." I shrugged and she hit my shoulder.
"That doesn't comfort me. I don't know how I'd have walked here. Some of them were even taking pictures and videos of me."
"They were?"
"Yes, I feel so terrible right now." She buried her face in her palms, whining.
"It'll really be fine. These things will pass. I'll make sure the videos and pictures don't get leaked out." I planted a kiss on her forehead and assuming she needed privacy, I took my leave.
\- JANE -
I still felt bad about what had happened, but to worsen it, Keegan was not in sight, which made things worse because I had no one to talk to.
My phone began to ring, but because I didn't want to reach it, I turned away, shuffling into the sheets even more.
After a while, the door opened and Keegan walked in with two cups in his hands and my mood immediately lifted at his presence.
"Do you feel any better now?" he walked up to me and passed one of the cups to me. I sat up straight and accepted it and took a sip. It contained warm tea and the taste immediately melted in my mouth, filling my taste buds with bliss. After taking a gulp, I sighed again.
"Do you still feel bad about it?" he asked, carefully stroking my hair. "If it makes you feel any better, I've also experienced a similar embarrassing situation." I rolled my eyes at him. "I know you're just saying it to make me feel better."
"No," he frowned. "I actually experienced it. Back when I was way younger, just because my father couldn't control his stupid temper, he had to make me stand outside completely naked and beat me up." His face hardened with irritation as he said it.
"Seriously? Was your father that terrible?"
"Yes. He was way worse than terrible. That was even just a tip of the iceberg of how much he always did terrible things to me. Another day, he made me starve for two days simply because I didn't want to act like Vladimir." He frowned even harder and muttered, " fucking Vladimir, always a big part of my ruined life and mostly the cause of my punishments."
"But why'd your father do that?"
"For one reason, he loved Vladimir more than me, and another reason, he didn't like my Mom as his mate, he only accepted her for formality sake and out of his aggressive nature, he forcefully slept with her, which resulted in his accidental child which is me. Due to the frustration of Vladimir's Mom leaving him and Mom suddenly stepping into his life, he took it all out of me- both of us, but mostly me. He'd insult and abuse me all the time, force me to do crazy life- endangering things, threaten to kill me sometimes, and never missed a chance to remind me that I was only a stupid mistake, a useless and a stupid good-for -nothing werewolf that came in form of his child."
"What the heck? You're the strongest werewolf that lives. How'd your father tag you as good-for- nothing?" I frowned, annoyed at the stupidity of his father.
"Well... I didn't have my wolf yet, I think I might've told you before that I had my wolf late and my father made me feel even more terrible. My wolf, Drex, chose me because he didn't like my life and wanted to make me strong. He had been the strongest wolf for many generations and he chose me to make me powerful."
"Your father pisses me off. I feel like smacking him. Why'd anyone be so mean to a child? It'd have affected you mentally."
"Mentally? His abuse has affected my whole life. He's one of the main reason behind the terrible man I am today." His contorted expressed how much it pissed him off and he sounded a bit hurt to talk about. "He's also a major factor behind me being the heartless person I am."
"You're not completely heartless." I shrugged, trying to make him feel better.
"No, you don't understand. I don't believe I even have a heart in my rib. I've never experienced my heartbeat my whole life." He placed his hand on his chest. "See? No heart beat. Mom and other people confirmed it many years ago. I'm not just heartless as an adjective, but physical am."
I shook my head and chuckled. "That's not possible." I placed my hand on his chest and the feeling of his heart beat was very soothing. "I can feel your heartbeat." I lifted his hand and placed it on his chest to make him feel his heartbeat as well.
He stared at me with widened eyes. "You have got to be kidding. I've tried this multiple times, but have never felt any heartbeat. I thought having Drex made me trade my heart for it, that's the thought I've grown up with."
"That's not even possible. And I'm sure you have such a beautiful heart." I didn't want to sound so cringe, so I nudged him. "Silly man. How dare you try to seem like your father? Did you try to make me your revenge servant to ruin my life like your father did?"
"I don't understand." He creased his eyebrows.
"I mean, you've also put me in terrible situations and made my life a living hell and reminding me that I'm useless. Did you create rules that were similar to how you were treated? You wanted me to be treated the same way?" I frowned. "But that makes absolutely no sense. Why'd you want someone to face the same punishments you faced for no reason?! Now that's heartless."
"No, what are you saying? Calm down." He tucked my hair behind my ear. "I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but I didn't create the rules, I didn't implement them, I was just a child and Mom forced me to be so rigid to make my pack stronger than my father's pack." He sighed. "Her craziness is a story for another day, but for now, you need to know that I'm not the main cause of the problems you've experienced. If you stop to think of it, I never even abused you. I was always too busy for that. Though my mother could have made me do a few things to hurt you or just to remind you that you're an omega, I've never really been a man of my own, which is another embarrassing part of my life I never admit."
"So you're a Mommy's boy?"
"Not exactly, but something like that." He sighed.
Could he be right that he hadn't really been my major tormentor? Now that I thought about it, I don't think he had hit me. I was just raised to be scared of him and tolerate his arrogance and brutal treatments, but Mrs. Bea and Kate were the main cause of my life punishments as well as other pack members. Being in a pack were at least ninety five percent were terrible, arrogant, rude, and mean, it made sense that I had blamed it in the Alpha's rules towards an omega. "I didn't realize-"
"What is this?" he asked and extended the concert ticket to me from the nightstand.
"Oh yes, those guys at the beach that night are musicians and gave me tickets to attend their concert. I want to go." I smiled.
"Those guys? The ones you were chatting with in that rail and denied my existence to?" he frowned.
"Please, I want to go." I pleaded, ignoring his complaint. "I wouldn't feel comfortable for my girlfriend to go to a concert to some guys flirting with her." He was taking the girlfriend thing more seriously than I thought. "But I want to go." I protested.
"Of course, you can, I'm not stopping you if you really want to." He shrugged. "Won't you come with me?"
He locked his hands behind his head and rested against the pillow. "Except if you don't want me to hit those guys in the face if they mistakenly stare at you lustfully, then no."
I chuckled and rested my head on his chest. How could I arrive at the location without his help? It was going to be better and probably more fun if he tagged along. "Please," I caressed his shoulder, hoping that it would affect him. As much as I wanted to go to the concert, I didn't want to be alone. "Would you let me be alone in a night club? There will be so many crazy men. What will I do if one of them tries to force himself on me?" I still caressed his shoulder. "Jeez," he groaned. "Fine, I'll attend their stupid concert."
"Thank you!" I exclaimed.
"The things you make me do." He chortled and planted a kiss on my forehead while I had a victorious smile on, glad I was succeeding at getting into his head.