The Unwanted Twin and Her Alpha Protector

Chapter 5.2: Blood Lust

Dax POV

“You’re lucky you’re the Alpha,” Aaron grumbled, looking thoroughly put out as I grinned at him, unrepentant in the slightest.

He'd been asking for it. As it was, I was slightly regretful I hadn't caused more damage to him.

“It has its perks,” I agreed, “For starters, you should have met this girl I ran into this morning,” "God, she was incredible," I groaned, Aaron instantly leaning in to hear more, looking intrigued, his ears practically perked up.

I normally never include Aaron in talks like this, but I couldn't help myself. If he gossiped, though, I would behead him and put his head on a pike.

It wasn't often that I spoke about a girl this way, either, but Riley was different. She stirred something in my blood I couldn't explain. She made me feel possessive of her, even though we had just met. There was something about her....

Maybe it was just my imagination, but I didn't believe it was.

I began to describe Riley in detail, my voice growing more enthusiastic the more I remembered everything she'd said and done, as well as how beautiful she looked.

I failed to notice in my reminiscing that Sofia had deliberately inched closer, eavesdropping on my conversation. If I had, I would have been far more cautious or even stopped talking altogether, but I was too busy in the moment to consider that Sofia might prove to be some sort of threat. After all, it wasn't as though she knew Riley, did she?

“God, I need to meet this girl,” Aaron groaned, “she sounds like a hoot. Right up my alley,” he added, and then promptly shut up as my eyes turned glacial.

Did he really just say that to me? Did I hear correctly?

Since when did he show any interest in the girls I liked? Was he looking to die?

“Touch her and die,” I hissed, blurting out the words without holding back.

If he touched her, I would break his arms. I didn't care how irrational it was, how it felt like an overreaction. Something inside of me refused to entertain the thought of Aaron getting near her. I felt blood lust, something so vicious it took me aback. I couldn't recall the last time I felt this dangerous, this out of control.

Shit. Where did that come from? For a moment there, I sounded vicious. I’d never acted that way before when Aaron expressed interest in a girl, but the notion of him going anywhere near Riley Sullivan filled me with such anger that I was almost turning feral from the thought, I felt violent for the first time in forever, and towards a best friend. What the f**k was wrong with me?

Was I starting to lose my mind? Was my wolf beginning to surge to the surface? I felt strange, like something was pushing inside of me, pushing inside my mind, like an elastic snapping.

“Alright, alright,” Aaron held up his hands in surrender, “I won’t lay a finger on her pretty little head, she’s all yours, man. I wouldn't dream of encroaching on your territory," he added smugly.

His eyes glinted as he looked me over, his lips tightened as though he wanted to say something more, but didn't quite dare. Good, he might continue to live if he remained smart like this. It wouldn't last long. When it came to him, he couldn't resist opening his mouth and pissing me off all over again.

“She’s not mine,” I snarled. “Just don’t want you breaking her heart.”

Yeah right. As excuses went, it was pretty lame, but I would be damned if Aaron so much as looked at her in the wrong way. Riley was too good for the likes of him. Manwhore. There wasn't a girl in the school that he hadn't tried to chat up. Maybe that was an exaggeration, but not by much. He would get with a girl and then grow bored and dump her. He had yet to show any serious interest in anyone. The day he did, I would probably have died of old age.

“Whatever you say,” he muttered, not believing me for a second and hiding his smirk.

Bastard was enjoying himself immensely. I knew he was going to tell the other boys in our little group all about it. He'd never been one for holding his tongue, and the fact that I was making a fool out of myself over a girl was even better as far as he was concerned. I could almost picture the teasing I was going to get for this. Alpha or not, I wasn't immune to the jokes that often accompanied situations such as this.

I scowled at Aaron, my look turning so chilling that he flinched. Thankfully the bell rang, preventing him from teasing me anymore. As I stood up and gathered my books, I felt the piercing gaze of Sofia and glanced at her. Why did her face look like it was made of stone, and why were her fingers clenching the table? She was angry, I realized with a frown. Not just angry but furious as though somebody had pissed her off, but who?