Abigail's POV

　　'She knows my mother and father wish to see you... and...' he couldn't just leave the sentence there. I wanted to know what else he had told her; was I walking into that pack house to have my eyes clawed out by a crazy, jealous female wolf? 

　　"And..." I prompted,  "What else?" Looking at him with an exaggerated pout, I grinned, seeing it had got his attention, forcing a smile to twist upon his handsome face. The bastard was far too good-looking when he smiled like that, and he knew it.

　　"Do you love D?" He questioned, raising a brow as we drove up the driveway to what looked like a giant castle built in the middle of a forest; it was giving off serious enchanted fairytale vibes! It looked nothing like what I envisioned a pack house filled with testosterone-filled males to look like. 

　　As his words sunk in, I pulled my eyes from the 'pack house' to look at him hard in his beautiful green eyes, shaking my head with a smirk. 

　　"You little cheater!" I laughed. "That's not fair. You never finished your answer." I pouted, resting my chin on my knees that were tucked up on the car seat; I looked at him with the cutest puppy dog eyes I could manage- a look I had mastered for years with my mother.

　　"That shit won't work on me, princess! I have a kid sister!" He smiled a big toothy grin that told me he was not budging until I answered well, two could play that game. Crossing my legs on his seat, I leaned into the footwell and grabbed my phone from my bag. The whole time, I could feel Jason's eyes on me. 

　　"What are you doing?" He chuckled, turning the engine off; Maxwell's beta Marcus strolled out of the pack house; I could see his expert eyes watching me from where he stood talking to a few others; I watched his eyes gloss over and knew that a conversation was going on behind his dark eyes. While texting my mother, I sneaked a glance at Jason, seeing the same dazed look on his face; his eyes were no longer green but black, letting me know that even when Jason was communicating with his pack, his wolf was watching me. 

　　"Hey, Archer!" I laughed, shooting him a wink. "Care to have a chat with your human counterpart and tell him to stop being a jerk! I will be grateful and will owe you one." I giggled, hearing the throaty groan escape his throat. I knew he was listening. 

　　As quick as Archer had made an appearance, he disappeared, and Jason's usual metallic green eyes locked on mine, challenging.

　　"Ok, but THAT was cheating!" He laughed, leaning back in his seat to look at me, clearly assessing the situation between us and how much to tell me. The smile that crept across his face instantly made me regret the answer I knew he was about to give!

　　"I told her I wanted to get you alone and see how you felt about sitting on my face and letting me feast on that pretty pussy!"

　　Speechless! I was speechless, even though I knew he was lying; the fact that he was so bold and vocal about what he wanted to do to me left me feeling flustered, incredibly turned on, and unsure how to respond. 

　　"I would suffocate you!" I blurted out, looking at my chunky thighs and then at him; my cheeks reddened vibrantly.

　　"Then I would die happy!" He grinned, making me laugh; looking through the windscreen, I saw the stern look on the beta's face and frowned. 

　　"He doesn't want me here, does he?" I asked, suddenly feeling very unwelcome. 

　　"The girl you watched me do yesterday- It's his daughter! I assure you that anger is not aimed at you!" Although earnest, his words left me with more questions and answers, but I could tell there was more to the beta than he was letting on. 

　　"Your mate?" I questioned, trying to keep the intrigue from my tone. 

　　"It's your turn to start answering questions, I have answered three of yours, and you have yet to answer even one of mine."  He replied, running his hand along my thigh; I knew he was aiming to reassure me, not turn me on! Unfortunately, it seemed my pussy was a slut, and even a look from those eyes had her dripping wet and raring to go!

　　The Angelic side of me was definitely my mother, but it seemed the wanton whore came from my father! Another thing to thank him for! 

　　"Do you love Damien?" He asked again plainly, throwing me off guard for a second time. 

　　"Yes," I answered instantly, not because I wanted to hurt him but because I honestly did. "I don't know when it started or why it happened so fast! But I do love him!" I admitted, leaving out that a part of me was concerned about the growing feeling I felt for Jason and how that would affect Damien and I! I had hoped to push those unsettling thoughts down, but the more time I spent with Jason, the more problematic the reality of those feelings was becoming!

　　"Is she your mate?"I asked firmly, wanting an answer this time. 

　　"Technically, yes! But..."

　　"Technically... it's an easy answer; it's a yes or no!" I laughed, trying to hide my disappointment.

　　"Then yes, she is my mate!" He started making me groan and run my fingers over my temples.

　　"Jeeze, no wonder Marcus is pissed off!" I snapped 

　　"But she knows about you and how I feel about you; I have not lied or betrayed anyone," He answered, his eyes flashing the dark of his wolf, letting me know there was a battle of wits going on in his head. 

　　"I see." I whispered, "Do you love her?" I asked, looking at him, wanting to see the truth in his eyes. Unable to resist, I pushed into his head, wanting to know what Archer thought of this little setup! 

　　Gasping as images of Jason and his mate sprung to his mind, she was tied up in his room; I could feel the lust burning through him as he claimed her petite sweat covered body. I could sense their bond and knew he cared for her- loved her even! But he wasn't in love with her! 

　　"Princess, I would suggest you stay out of my head!" he asked, looking me dead in the eyes; an uncomfortable silence passed between us as I withdrew from his mind and nodded apologetically. "I care about her, but I have never been mated before, so I am not sure what I expected from the bond, but I thought it would feel more..,"

　　"Natural! As it does between you and him", Archer declared huskily. Warmth spread through my body as I realised that was what I wanted to hear; I wanted him to desire me! I wanted him to crave me! Because god knows I want him! 

　　Just as much as I wanted Damien! The thought made me smile; lowering my head, I tried to hide the soft blush I knew was creeping onto my cheeks. 

　　"Last night, did you wish it was you I was bagging?" Jason asked, throwing me off guard yet again! 

　　"Bagging!" I laughed, shaking my head!

　　"Fucking... Did you wish it was you I was fucking senseless?"

　　"I prefer bagging!" I moaned, looking back down at my phone anxiously. 

　　"Answer!" He laughed, observing me. Chuckling, I continued to shoot my mother a text; when done, I dropped my phone back in my bag, ignoring him and his damn alpha male dominance that had me far too hot and bothered.