Warrior (Twisted Sister #2) (13 page)

“Those two questions will take time for me to explain. You’re shivering and I wouldn’t be a good doctor if I didn’t get you inside and comfortable first. Come inside Ally, and I’ll tell you anything you want to hear.”

Alison nods and follows me inside, taking a seat on my mint green sofa. I’ve been told my house is so mix-matched and set up backward. The sofa that Alison is currently sitting on is sitting directly in front of the fireplace. I leave Alison to get comfortable and walk into the kitchen. I’m carrying two bottles of chilled water when I come back out. I hand her one of the bottles and fiddle with the label on my own.

With so much running around in my head, I’m unsure where to start. I suppose all I can do is tell her everything I know. If she gets confused, she can always ask me questions.

“I can turn the fire down if you want. I’m sorry, I’m just not used to having company and there’s something about a fire that comforts me.”

Alison takes a sip from her bottle of water and places it on the table next to her. “It’s fine,” she tells me looking around my home. “Your home is absolutely beautiful.”

“Thank you. I have no one to share my money with, so I put it all into making my home perfect. Well, what I think is perfect anyway.”

What the hell, why would I tell her that? I never tell anyone stuff like that. I shake my head violently, trying to clear my head. Why would I tell her things I won’t even admit to myself? It was like it just came out and I had no control over it. Screw it, it’ll be good to have someone I can vent to. “But we won’t talk about that yet, and I’m pretty sure you want answers and I need to tell someone,” I tell her.

Alison nods, so I continue, “In the last couple of months, things have been changing for me. Not just in a bad way. But I’m seeing things that aren’t there, and I’m having unusual feelings and desires that I just can’t explain. God, saying that out loud, makes me feel like an even bigger freak.”

Alison starts laughing so hard that tears roll down her angelic face. Her happiness overcomes me, and I find myself laughing along with her. Only I have no idea what it is I’m actually laughing at. All I know is her laughter is infectious. It pleases me and makes
me
want to be happy.

“I’m sorry, Maddison, I really am. But everything you said, has been happening to me as well.” She reaches down and rubs her stomach trying to catch her breath. “Actually, seeing as though we are telling secrets and all, that’s how this little one came about.”

“Wait… what?” I stammer, looking at her completely perplexed. “What do you mean, all that stuff that’s been happening caused you to fall pregnant?” I shudder and throw my hands up in front of my body in a cross signal. “God almighty, nothing against you and the baby and all, but damn… I so don’t want that.”

Alison explodes into a major fit of the giggles when she hears my declaration. Just as fast as her giggles start, they stop. She sits up straight-backed and stares into the fire. “Madison?” she whispers edging toward me on the sofa. The panic in her voice sets my teeth on edge. I don’t like it. I need to get a hold of myself, so I inhale a deep breath, taking in the scent of the air around us. And I understand right away why Alison is feeling the way she is. Pine needles and sea water barrage my senses, making my body tense up.

He’s here. He followed us. Game on asshole. Game on.

“I smell it, Ally. Don’t you move, okay? I’m going to come and stand in front of you. I swear I won’t allow any harm to come to you or the baby. Not as long as I’m alive,” I whisper, crawling over. When I get directly in front of her, I push Alison into the corner of the sofa. With her sitting here I can protect her better, so I stand directly in front of her.

At that exact moment, the living room window smashes inward, bringing with it a shower of glass and debris flying in every direction. Alison covers her head as the glass flies around us. I try to use my body as a shield spinning around and wrapping my arms around her head. Alison and I scream at the top of our lungs when we see the huge black wolf now standing in my living room.

I’m spinning around and blocking Alison from the sight in front of us. I can’t even begin to process what I’m seeing. The wolf disappears into a shimmering cloud of smoke, standing where the wolf once stood, stands the form of an equally large man. He easily stands six foot or more. His shoulders are wide, and he doesn’t carry the narrow waist most men go for. He’s solid, not fat. And he has some of the largest muscles I’ve had the chance to lay my eyes on.

“What the fuck?” I curse, confused.

“Damn… Philli is going to have some fun training you. He doesn’t like a girl who curses, you know?” the male growls crouching low. He turns his head from side to side, getting a good look at me. He whistles through his teeth and chuckles to himself.

What an arrogant…

Hang on.

“Wait, did you just say, Philli?” I ask, keeping his attention on me.

I shift my weight sideways and use my slender form to block Alison from his sights.

“Don’t try to hide her. I have heightened senses and that shit just pisses me off.” His words hold warning, but his face is telling me something completely different. He’s smug and pleased with himself. He winks and goes on, “I won’t lie, this will make things…” he twirls his finger in the air, “…a tad bit more complicated, but well, there are always ways around everything.”

“If you lay one hand on her, asshole, I will rip your throat out,” I hiss standing straight, with my legs parted just the littlest bit, and my knees bent slightly. I need to be ready to make a move to attack him if necessary.

The dark haired male starts laughing, shaking his head. “Holy shit… I think I love you. It really is a shame that you can’t belong to me.” He chuckles, licking his lips in an over exaggerated sexual motion. He clucks his tongue and goes on, “You’re going to be a challenge, but fuck this is going to be so much fun to see.” He laughs.

This jackass laughing in my home after breaking in, makes my blood run hot. I snap and run as fast as I can toward him. I bring my fist back ready to swing at his unnaturally beautiful face. My clenched fist flies through the air and collides with… nothing, absolutely nothing. The jackass had moved before I got a chance to hit him.

“What the fuck?” I growl, spinning around.

Alison whimpers from behind me, and I spin around fast. He has a hold of Alison’s arm in a loose grip. The stranger has his nose buried into Alison’s inner wrist. He inhales her skin and snaps his head up to me.

“What the fuck? Is the right question. Look, I don’t want to hurt you, and shit if this one here gets hurt…” he says pointing to Alison and shivering, “…I don’t even want to think about what will happen to me.”

“Alison,” she whimpers. “My… my name is Alison.”

“I would say it was nice to meet you, Alison, but I know you might not want to hear it. Never the less, my name is Jordi. Now, are you girls going to make this easy on me so I don’t have—”

The door slams behind me, hitting me hard in the center of my back. The crack of the wood on my spine knocks me off my feet and I fall face first onto the floor with a hard thud knocking the wind from my lungs.

“I fucking knew you were a whore.” Lucas clucks his tongue, narrows his eyes and glares down at me in contempt. “I’m very disappointed in you, Madison. Did you not hear me when I said you belonged to me?” Lucas sneers, walking into the room. He grins sadistically, pointing the gun at Jordi’s head. I feel the crack of Lucas’ boot in my ribs as he passes me. The air flies out my lungs in a pain filled groan.

“Hey cock, I wouldn’t aim that at me if I was you. Besides, I haven’t eaten today and I’m quite hungry,” Jordi growls. He let’s go of Alison’s arm gently and stands, then he discreetly takes a step to the side, without Lucas noticing the move. He’s moving away from Alison, keeping the focus on him and making sure she’s safe at the same time. Okay, I might be able to like this guy. Lucas strides over to Jordi aiming the gun at his heart.

“Don’t begin to tell me what to do. This woman here…” Lucas points to me on the ground and sneers, “…she belongs to me. True she may be a whore, but she’s my whore.”

Jordi tsks, discreetly placing his body in front of Alison’s. The move wins him brownie points with me. I gingerly sneak up onto my knees and start moving slowly over to the chest of drawers. I need to be careful not to be spotted by Lucas. Jordi looks out of the corner of his eye and notices me sneaking across the carpet. He narrows his eyes, shaking his head slightly.

He better have a plan, or I’m not going to be happy.

“I’m going to kill him,” I mutter low under my breath.

My gaze burning a smoldering hole in the side of Lucas’ head. I start to think of all the brutal ways that I would like to maim him. Jordi laughs, shaking his head.

He couldn’t have heard me, right?

The imperceptible nod of his head, confirms my suspicions. Jordi dashes across the room, faster than my eyes could track. He thrusts his hand forward, knocking the gun out of Lucas’ hand. It clatters to the floor just out of my reach. Lucas’ eyes widen, his face blanches briefly before he gains his composure. Lucas propels his clenched fist forward, hitting Jordi with a sickening crack to the ribs. Jordi clenches his jaw tightly, sweat gleaming on his face, and side steps the next blow.

Jordi’s nostrils flare and his eyes narrow. My muscles are rigid as I watch Jordi’s clenched fist flying toward Lucas. He’s unrelenting with blow after blow, hard and violent. Each one connects in a different spot with precision and speed. Lucas sways from side to side, his head droops wobbly on his neck. Jordi growls and hits Lucas square in the jaw. The crack of the blow echoes around the room. Lucas howls in pain as he reaches up and tries to hold his jaw still.

Jordi’s lip lifts at the side. “What’s the matter, pretty boy?” Jordi taunts, as he reaches out and takes hold of Lucas’ throat in a crushing grip. He uses the hold he has on Lucas’ throat and lifts him swiftly off the ground, his feet dangle in the air. Lucas’ face starts to take on a blue tinge, as he gasps desperately for air.

“There’s only one reason right now that I haven’t ripped your throat out, and that’s because young innocent eyes should never have to witness such things. Now, if I ever see you around these girls again, I will eat you. Oh, and ass… that’s a promise, not a threat.”

Jordi pitches his arm back with Lucas hanging like a leaf in his hold. Lucas’ eyes turn glassy, his skin blotchy in appearance. Jordi laughs maniacally and effortlessly throws him out of the window. Jordi pulls down on the bottom of the black T-shirt he’s wearing, dusting his hands on his jeans and turns around with a self-satisfying grin on his face.

“Now ladies, as you can see I’m the man or wolf or…” He leans down and kisses one bicep, then the other.

“Do you want a minute alone with yourself or…?” Alison chuckles.

Jordi drops his arms and laughs heartily, holding his stomach. “Oh my God, you girls are fucking perfect. Now, back to what I was here for. Well, that was until that little pipsqueak interrupted. So you wouldn’t believe me if I told you the reason. But just know that I need you to come with me.”

Alison gingerly rises from the sofa holding her stomach. Jordi’s eyes widen and focus on Alison’s hands resting on her baby bump.

“Holy fuck!”
Jordi yells, his eyes bugging out even more and they don’t leave Alison’s distended stomach. “Oh, fuck me… sorry but, fuck me! How the hell did I miss that? I can’t um… fuck, fuck, fuck. I um…” he rambles.

“You come jumping into my house, smash my window, which by the way you own me for, then you beat the shit out of my ex, throw him out the window, all without even breaking a sweat. But you see a pregnant woman and you totally freak out?” I chuckle, staring at Jordi’s ashen face.

Jordi walks over to the sofa, gazing off into space as he takes a seat. His chest starts heaving in and out, he’s on the verge of hyperventilating. I don’t know what’s overcomes me, but I want to put him at ease so I change the subject and ask.

“So tell me, Jordi, why is it we need to come with you?”

Jordi stares down at his boots for a heartbeat of time, then he finally sighs and brings his gaze up to me. “We don’t have a lot of time.” His voice is now nothing like the cheeky, confident one that crashed through my window. He sounds deflated and defeated. “I will try to tell you as much as I can quickly, then I will leave it up to you. The decision will be yours to make.” I raise my eyebrows in question, making him add, “If you will come with me or not.” He then leans back, spreads his knees apart and pats the cushion beside him.

“Please sit down, Alison. He will kill me if I don’t care for you like gold.”

Jordi’s sudden change in behavior is frightening. It’s hot one minute, ice cold the next. The way he looks at Alison in wonder and admiration is unsettling.

“Who will kill you?” Alison asks timidly, shuffling over to sit next to Jordi on the sofa.

He shakes his head. “It isn’t my place to say, but know that he will cherish you. He may come around as hard and demanding but… well… I see through all that. ”

“Oh, gee… and dude, thanks for caring about me as well,” I joke, walking over to sit down next to Alison.

Jordi ignores my jab. Rolling his eyes, he sighs. “Okay, here’s the thing. I’m a wolf. There was no lie with what you just saw. No trick of light, or anything like that.” He shivers. “I was sent here by my leaders to bring...” Jordi points to me, “…Madison back to our Island. We need your help, and not only that, Philli needs you. We don’t know how it happened, but you are mated to him, and unless I bring you back to the Island within eighteen hours, Philli will die. The mating needs to be completed.”