Auctioned Mates Revenge

#Chapter 13 Jay’s son 

One of them squeaked. Another babbled some sort of excuse and slipped from the table towards the living room. Then, I was alone with Matt and embarrassed. I would never live this down. I should have kept my mouth shut. He was going to tease me, for sure, or get mad

My best bet was to pretend like there was nothing out of the ordinary. After all, it was in my best interest to make sure that my position as his whore or mistress or whatever Matt was telling people seemed as real as possible. 

I tried to calm down, so I didn‘t tum around to look at him. 

He walked around me and sat across the table, staring at me. I didn‘t meet his eyes, too embarrassed and bracing myself for the teasing

“...why did you say that?” 

Act cool. I had to act cool. This could be a chance to learn more about Matt. His weaknesses and desires. It would be easier, in the long run, to use those things against him to learn everything I needed to know.

“Spur of the moment.” 

He scoffed, “Try again with a better lie, hm?” 

I finished my food and excused myself from the table. He didn‘t stop me to my surprise. I made my way up the stairs as quickly as I could, avoiding the other guests. As I closed the door behind me with a little sigh of relief, I couldn‘t believe what I had heard.

What the hell was going on?

What was Matt thinking? Doing? What was I doing? Nothing I was learning was making any sense.

How could everything in the news be a lie? A disguise? For what? This party wasn’t even real! What was the point of all this? 

The man who saved my life and the man who played death games were the same person, but he wasn’t the lustful, willful, power drunk monster I had imagined. 1

I couldn’t even guess a reason for him to be involved with the Fluorite massacre. Matt was only a few years older than me, so at the time, he would have been eighteen. It‘s possible that he doesn‘t know anything, but he is the only son of the alpha who benefitted from it. He had to know something!

My head began to ache. If he knew nothing and the Wallbers weren’t involved in any of it, then the last three years were a complete waste of time.

pain and suffering was for nothing. I‘d

out. I couldn‘t have been in my room for longer than an hour before Armand sent me a text asking

disposition only

Renda, you like sweets,

down and have

and other desserts. When a bowl of ice cream drizzled in chocolate popped up, I

when I was down. I couldn’t remember the last time I had ice

Fine. I’m coming

I went into the living room. The bartender was flirting with a group of

a fact that Jay had been in the city when the attack happened, and his son had been there too. What

was he looking for revenge too? It would make sense that he got into Matt’s fake inner circle if he

watchful. H e looked comfortable as

pack and his son

stomach, but the thought

of the surrounding land. Dad was a good businessman and leader. He took care to make sure we lived and worked in peace.

was no way a party of werewolves large enough to kill the entire pack would have gone unnoticed by the

avoid the patrol paths and Jay was the only person who would have been able to get that information

that be possible?

hide chocolates in his coats so Angelia and I could find them. He spoiled us. I had always thought of him as family. He was so good to

he also knew every weakness in our pack’s defenses. There was no one else who could have led them around all of the patrols and right into

Jay was a traitor.

I couldn‘t approach Jay‘s son without more information. Ice cream wasn’t worth being exposed and the

Renda?” Armand called out to me. “Would you like

rush of memories closing in on m e. My head pounded, but if I could just find something to count, I

ears and holding her against me, pleading for one of the guards to do something, but they watched on and said nothing as

The guards

I could almost feel his weight on my chest, watching him. “Don‘t you like

focus on. One bed. One lamp.