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35 Only You

“Not you, him,” Jude’s accusation hangs heavy in the air. “You may want to reconsider who you trust your mate’s well-being to.”

His tone is low and dangerous, and Chris’s eyes go wide as the realization hits him. His features contort in rage as he turns to face where Jude nods. “Start talking,” he growls dangerously.

The scene unfolding in front of me is like a train wreck, and long past the point of me being able to stop it.

I should have just kept my mouth shut, but because I didn’t, Jude is out of control. And if that isn’t bad enough, he pulled Chris into it.

When Chris surprised me by calling Jude over, I never expected this to happen. He just has a way of getting me to open up and when we talked about everything, he just flew off the handle. He said he would try and keep it to himself but made no promises. Clearly he didn’t try very hard, as the moment everyone was in the same room he lost it.

I switch my attention to Chris, moving between him and Xavier before he completely loses it. With my eyes locked on his I bring both hands to his chest, desperate to calm him. “Please Chris it’s nothing, really, just relax,” I beg. He glares past me, jaw clenching but his energy is wavering and starting to even up.

“Nothing?!” Jude cuts in. His blue eyes are locked on Xavier as he looks ready to attack.

Fuck, Jude! Not helping!

“He is supposed to take care of you and protect you, not hurt you,” Jude snarls. And just like that Chris loses it, pushing past me straight to Xavier.

“What did you do,” he growls, inches from Xavier who stands unmoving like he’s ready to accept Chris’s judgment.

“I lost my temper, there’s no excuse it came out without thinking.” Xavier pauses for a moment before continuing, “I didn’t mean it like that Jess.”

In an instant, Chris grabs Xavier by the throat, wrenching his gaze away from me and back to him. Trembling with anger, he slams him back against the house.

“Chris stop it,” I latch onto his arm but have zero effect.

Derek and Jace step in. “Brother, listen to your mate, she doesn’t want this.” Chris snarls but doesn’t let go. “Look at her!” Derek’s full aura is released, but Chris isn’t backing down.

“Chris please,” I cup his cheek, pulling his face to look at mine. His eyes snap back from chocolate to hazel, as he takes me in. He drops Xavier, wrapping me in his arms and breathing deeply as he tries to regain his composure.

“I’m sorry baby, why didn’t you tell me?” he whispers.

“It wasn’t that big of a deal,” I reply. “It was just shitty timing on top of everything else.”

“It is, I shouldn’t have acted like that, stress or not,” Xavier says sadly. Chris glares at him as his body begins to shake again. I wrap my arms around his waist, squeezing tight to keep his attention on me.

“What happened,” he grates out after regaining his composure again.

“After the attack, before you were sedated you were fighting it, asking for Jess, I told you I’d get her for you and you relaxed. When I got there she was defensive, annoyed I just showed up like that. I just wanted to get her back to you and get back to finding out who’s behind all this before the trail went cold.” He pauses, like he’s considering the least damaging way to continue.

“She wouldn’t come, so I told her to get her stuff and get in the car without answering her questions. I snapped and told her I didn’t have time for her shit tonight and yelled at her to get in the car again.”

You could have heard a pin drop as the silence stretched.

“I’m sorry Jess I just wanted to get you back to Chris as fast as possible.”

“If you just told me that there had been an accident or something, I would have gone, no questions asked,” I say quietly. “But you came in ordering me around like a runaway child. You were rude to my friend, who was nothing but polite to you. I thought you were there because I was out too late or some bullshit. I dug my heels in because you wouldn’t tell me anything but acted like your attitude was my fault.” Apparently it’s my turn to get mad.

“It wasn’t at all, I was still worked up from the attack and I wanted to get back to work and get to the bottom of things-”

“Instead of chasing after some troublesome woman,” I finish for him, earning growls from both Jude and Chris.

“Is this why you didn’t want him as your guard?” Chris asks, connecting the dots. I nod. “Baby you need to feel comfortable with your Gamma, he’s supposed to take care of you when I can’t.”

“I think this just proves I can’t be her Gamma, Chris,” Xavier offers weakly. “Maybe Liam or-”

“We’ll talk about this later,” Chris cuts him off, instantly hardening.

The anger in the air has noticeably diminished and Derek suggests we head back in.

“Jude, a word,” Chris calls. I freeze instantly. “Relax baby I just need to talk with him.”

He tucks a stray hair behind my ear, offering me a soft smile. “I didn’t have a chance to talk to him when he first came, you stole him away,” he teases. “Go on, we’ll be right there.”

I glance at Jude, who looks equally confused but he nods me on. I slowly make my way inside, looking back at them one last time. They just watch me go inside before walking away to talk.

The two of them talking after they were so worked up is not something I want to happen unsupervised. I want to trust them, but their tempers are just a bit too hot right now.

“He’s not what I expected,” Derek says, sitting down next to me.

I cock a brow at that, instantly feeling my own temper rise. “And what did you expect?” I ask defensively.

“Not that,” he laughs.

“Keep your judgment opinions to yourself, Jude is a good man!” I snap.

Who the hell does he think he is.

“Actually that’s what I meant. Chris is really worked up over nothing, isn’t he?” Derek says with a chuckle. I stare at him dumbfounded, but eventually nod. “Relax, he’s not going to do anything to him.”

“What’s he going to do to Xavier?” I whisper.

He leans back considering my question. “That’s between them. How much do you know about Gammas?”

“Just what they’ve told me,” I mumble, trying to remember. “Third in command?”

“It’s more than that. The Gamma is supposed to take care of the Luna above all else,” Derek starts.

I frown, not understanding what he means. “They all take care of me, like a helpless dove,” I grumble. “And I’m not the Luna.”

“Yet.” He says as a matter-of-factly. “And you are no helpless dove, more like an angry kitten,” he laughs. I just glare, gritting my teeth.

The back door opens before I can retort as Jude and Chris walk in. I scan them both for any indication of what took place and get nothing; both are unreadable but also lack any cuts or bruises.

Chris just grumbles at my appraisal while Jude laughs. After a bit more small talk, the kitchen clears up; Xavier and Claire leave after the fight. Jude is put up in the guest wing again.

I hesitate at the stairs, following Chris. “Um, I’ll catch up with you in a minute,” I say looking back. “I just have something to take care of first.” He frowns but nods before heading back on his way to bed.

I make my way to Jude’s room. He’s stayed often enough that this might as well just be his permanent room by now. I knock quickly and wait for him to tell me to come in. He’s already changed into sleep pants and a t-shirt ready for bed.

“Got a minute?” I ask tentatively.

“Sure, what’s up?” Jude asks, crystal blue eyes locked on mine.

“What did Chris want?” I pause when he hesitates. “You don’t have to tell me, I just don’t want him to-”

“God, you are worked up something fierce,” he cuts me off. “He asked me to spend some time with you. He’s worried about you, they all are to be honest.”

He looks sad again. “I’m sorry I made such a big deal of things, but it’s not right what he did. Chris needed to know, even Xavier knew that.”

“I feel like I mess up everything I touch,” I trail off.

“Stop listening to your demons,” he whispers, walking over to me and tapping my temple. “We’ve already been over this Jess.”

“Jude,” I sigh.

“You know what thoughts are valid and which ones are out to sabotage you. If you’re not sure, ask.” He grabs my hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze. “You have a whole group of people who care about you now, they just want to see you happy.”

I smile, knowing he’s right, but in the moment it’s just not that clear.

“As much as I enjoy your company, there’s a certain Alpha that probably doesn’t appreciate you being in my room, alone, for so long.” He winks as he nods for the door.

Chris is already sitting up in bed by the time I get back to his room. Things have felt distant since the attack and I don’t really know what to do. Jude wasn’t much help when I talked with him about it, he just said close the gap, as if it’s that simple.

“All done tucking Jude in?” Chris asks.

I’m ready to snap at him but I catch the mischievous glint in his eye. “Yeah, thanks for inviting him over. I’m sorry for getting stuck in my head,” I trail off.

“He told me some of what you guys talked about,” he says, making me frown. “Nothing specific, just his take on things.”

“Like what” I grumble feeling annoyed.

“Like your history with hospitals and how it unnerved you to see me like that. That you’re afraid you might lose me,” his hazel eyes are locked on mine. He looks at me with such intensity I can’t look away. “Baby, I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me,” he teases, trying to lighten the mood.

“He sure had a lot to say,” I grumble.

“Don’t be mad at him, he just wants you to be happy,” he says with a laugh.

“I’m sorry but who are you and what have you done with Chris?” I tease as I walk up to his side of the bed.

He slides a hand up the back of my thigh, causing me to shiver. “Who else can make you feel like this?” His voice has taken on a husky need and suddenly the gap doesn’t feel so big.

I climb onto his lap, looking deep into his hungry eyes. “Only you,” I whisper breathlessly. His lips are on mine in an instant. That’s all it takes to show me how much he needs me, he was just waiting for me.

His hands roam my body as I control the kiss, eventually trailing down his jaw towards the crook of his neck. I kiss and nip at his sweet spot wondering if it has the same effect on him that he does on me.

His arms tightening around me with a deep growl tells me it does. His excitement is clear, even through the blanket. Chris tugs at the bottom of my shirt, making me pull back long enough for him to take it off before my lips are back on his.

He knots his fingers in my hair as he takes over, his hunger replaced with lusting need. Slowly, he leans my head back, exposing my throat to him as he peppers kisses towards the crook of my neck.

The throbbing in my core increases to a hammering as he bites down hard, the sensation nearly sends me over the edge.

“Chris,” I moan, squirming in his grasp. I feel his lips smirk against my skin as he nuzzles my neck.

“Say it again,” he growls. My mind’s in a haze, leaving me stunned as I just looked at him. “Say it.”

“W-what?” I stammer. He bites down again sending me over the edge. “Chris!” I gasp out between waves.

He slides a hand up my back sending shivers down my spine as he snaps my bra. In the blink of an eye he flips us, taking over full control. He rips the blue lace away as he kisses his way across my body.

I twist and turn under his attention out of control, every touch and sensation feels so intense. I feel him straining too. I slide my hand down his bare muscled chest and graze his hardness through his boxers. He growls in approval, grinding down on me.

He pulls back, kicking the blankets out of the way and pulling my pants off. He eyes the royal blue lace of my panties. “No! I like these ones, just take them off nicely,” I teasingly beg.

He raises a brow at me and smirks before crawling back down and grabbing them with his teeth, then sliding them down before casting them off. He grins pleased with himself.

God, I love that smile!

I can’t help but grin back as the excitement and lust swirl in his stunning hazel eyes. With my eyes locked on his, I hook a finger in his boxer waistband, playfully tugging. He stands back up to kick them off as I scoot to the middle of the bed. Chris’s hungry gaze is locked on me, causing me to blush under his intensity.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says as he crawls back down on me. His lips find mine as he settles between my thighs. My hand slips between us, heading for his straining excitement. He hisses as I wrap my fingers around him, stroking his full length. “Fuck Jess,” he groans.

He grabs my wrist, pinning it with the other above my head, before transferring both wrists to the same hand and freeing the other. He runs it deliberately down my body before slipping a finger into my core. “So wet,” he purrs in my ear as I melt into him.

He withdraws, moving into position before thrusting in hard. I gasp at the sudden fullness, squirming to adjust to his sheer size as he nuzzles my neck. He growls approvingly at the friction as he starts to move.

Where last time was slower and deliberate, this time is fast and full of need. His pace picks up as his control wavers; each time pulling out fully before slamming back down. The tightening in my core is a hard knot now.

He grabs my thighs, releasing my wrists as he wrapped them around his waist, hitting deeper with each thrust. My breathing is reduced to shallow pants as I near my peak. My core snaps as I find my sweet release while he pounds away, riding the waves as I writhe beneath him.

When my breathing finally calms down he withdraws, flipping me over and pulling me up on my hands and knees. Immediately, my fire is relit under his control as I obey his command. He growls in approval as I follow his unspoken direction.

He moves into position behind me, sliding in slowly, savouring it. One of his hands curls in my long hair as the other digs into my hip. He guides my head down, lowering my shoulders to the bed and giving himself the best access.

His pace picks up once again as he pounds away at a spot that causes my eyes to roll back in my head. I moan wildly as he takes his satisfaction out of my body. A slap on my ass has me clench down on him as I shoot up, my core on fire.

“Fuck Jess, you feel amazing.” His voice is strained as he races towards his own release. With a final smack, I come undone around him as he grunts, finding his own release. We collapse together before he rolls off, pulling me to him.

“I love you,” he murmurs as we drift off wrapped in each other’s arms, with no gap remaining.

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