(REMI'S POV)
Huh?
This couldn't be happening. There was no way this was happening.
I staggered back, still assaulted by the wave of his overwhelming scent but instead of flutters in my stomach, I felt a painful knot twist down there.
Disbelief washed over me, bringing along with it a wave of contradicting emotions- rage taking the lead, closely followed by a deep sense of betrayal.
“MATE! MINE!” My wolf’s uncontainable excitement brought every doubt to a screeching halt.
There was no way Jax and I could be fated! It was impossible!
But with our gazes locked and the expression which flashed his face, swiftly shifting from a terrifying mask of anger to what looked like shock and something else I couldn't identify, I knew right there the fucking bastard knew.
He knew.
All along, Jax had known we were mates. Right from the moment he turned eighteen. Which further fuelled the pain in my chest.
Everything he had done to me up until now was nothing short of tormenting and despicable, the worst anyone could do to a pack member.
And not only had he paraded Sophia around the pack as his girlfriend, he also watched her humiliate me at every chance she got.
He led everyone in his social circle into treating me like the worst vermin out there, all the while knowledgeable of who I was to him… What I should be.
It was all too much. Too much hurt, so much anger, it caused my whole body to shudder. There was nothing else I wanted at the moment than to spring out of that room, away from everyone.
“Rem!”
If at any point I had though Jax had felt the zap of energy which struck the air the moment our eyes had collided or that he had sensed my realization, then I was sorely wrong. Or perhaps he was just good at hiding his emotions.
Then again, I wasn't so sure about the last option because the anger burning in his glare was intense, threatening to burn me up.
“How dare you hurt Sophia?” His voice boomed. On cue, the bitch cradled into his arms, faking fragility and fear.
Despite my annoyance at her drama, I smirked at the sight of the scars on her neck. They were healing really slowly and it had me wondering why.
Then again, that was not really my business. My concern was the young Alpha trying to protect her.
And before I knew it, I was laughing. However, that voice did not belong to me. It sounded foreign and scary, like some maniac’s.
“Hurt her?” The question was cold and precise, slipping off my tongue with ease. I narrowed my eyes, pinning a murderous glare on Sophia.
“Do you even believe I'm capable of doing that, huh?” I yelled. Taking my time in running my eyes over everyone there, I scoffed. They were all shameless and downright unbelievable.
“For as long as I can remember, all of you have made my life a living hell with that bimbo leading every attack and prank! How dare you accuse me of harming her when it's always been the other way around?!”
I had been thrown over the edge by everything which had happened in the last twenty minutes and Jax's betrayal was the worst of it yet.


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