Chapter 2
Emma's Point of View
I sit staring at Tyler and Jack, my heart racing as both look uncomfortable with the situation. Jack is trying to be reasonable, but Tyler looks conflicted. He probably wants a whore to fuck, and it hurts my heart.
"We need to discuss this before the pack finds out about you two," Jack says after a few minutes that felt like hours.
"What is there to discuss, Jack? He signs.
"Emma, your mates and Tyler have enemies all over. You can be targeted for this alone. Many will use you to hurt him," I sigh sadly.
"I don't need a mate; I play with the big shirt I'm wearing. The money in my G-string is starting to itch me, so I stand and remove it. Both stare at me, and I roll my eyes. Both were looking at my body, and I swear both licked their lips.
"You...ummm... you do need a mate, Emma. Jack shifts uncomfortably, so I drop Tyler's shirt and sit holding my money.
"No, I don't. I look at Jack, who looks sad. I've been fine on my own for years. I have my own responsibilities and issues. I have no time to deal with this," I motion between Tyler and me. Tyler growls, his blue eyes getting darker.
"You think I have time to deal with this. I run a motorcycle club and own businesses to boot, including this one. I don't have time to deal with a mate throwing tantrums." Yes, I fucked other she-wolves, and I bet my balls you fucked other males." I look down, ashamed to be a virgin right now. I feel tears fill my eyes, so I stand and head to the changing room. I don't want him seeing me cry or hearing about his sex life.
"Emma, I hear Jack hot on my heels; honey, just wait – he is exhausted and tired from the fighting he went through. He was gone two months helping our allies out," I sniffle, my back still to him.
"I get that, Jack, but he is rude and hateful. I didn't ask for this. I take care of Grandma's health issues and my little brother, whom my parents dumped on me. I got enough to deal with. Who he fucks is the last thing on my mind. We should just reject each other." I wipe at my angry tears.
"Honey, he turns me to face him. I told you from day one to ask for help, and I will help you. Your gran and her hospital bills must be why you decided to do stripping," I sniffle as more tears rush down my cheeks. I am in agony today because this life isn't what I pictured for myself.
"I get he runs a motorcycle club. Jack I really do and that doesn't bother me one bit. What bothers me is the fuckboy attitude and total disregard he has towards me. I can feel that shit, Jack." He hugs me, and I let the comfort he offers wash over me before I pull away.
"You just need help, honey," he wipes tears away. "There's nothing wrong with asking for help once in awhile. Tyler is rough around the edges, but he is a good man. I watched him watching you; he fell the minute your scent hit him." I blush but then sigh sadly.
"I won't satisfy him, Jack. He looks down at me with concern in his eyes. I'm not easy like Lena, and I have two people at home counting on me; I can't abandon that. He hugs me again. I miss Tyler storming in, arms crossed, a glare on his handsome face.
"You two seem cozy",he blurts out and I jump. Easing back, he sucks in a breath at my tears.
"You are an arsehole, Tyler,'s Jack mutters to him as he walks out, leaving us alone in the changing room.
"Want to tell me why you were crying? His question makes me sigh.
"I was telling Jack we won't work; he moves closer, and I stiffen. I have a sick grandmother and a little boy that needs me; I have no time to make sure my mate isn't out fucking whores. Also, I'm hella stressed out, and I bet you won't want to deal with that." He steps closer as I pull on sweatpants.
"What makes you think I won't help you, Emna? I sigh as I turn to face him.
"Doesn't seem like something you would do. You want easy, not a mate to complicate shit. You want easy pussy, and that is something I won't deal with. I won't condone cheating at all." He steps closer, and I smell him. The spicy scent is making my mouth water.
"You got me all figured out, Emma." His nose skims my cheek. "You want a devoted mate. You want me all to yourself," I nod as he bends to smell me. This closeness can't be good, I think, as I hold in a moan.
"You're a male; most males fuck around, and having a mate doesn't stop that, Tyler. His warm lips press against my pulse, and I bite my lip to keep in a moan that almost escapes my mouth. I don't need to embarrass myself.
"Who says I will fuck around? 'Who said I would do that?'" I try to ease away, but his big hands hold me to him. I feel his hardness against me, and I bite my lip harder, drawing blood. He feels so good. Muscles that I would love to touch or lick.
"I'm not like Lena," I say sadly. "I never date or dated, and I don't have a lover named Tyler." You seem to like easy and experienced. Plus, in this changing room, girls talk. Lena bragged about you the most." He sighs, and his warm breath smells of the whisky he drank during my dance. He is gorgeous, and I love his muscles, which really grab your attention this close up.
"Males have needs, honey and sex gets aggression out." "I don't know how to navigate this either," he tucks hair behind my ear, "but I guess we both will have to learn." The she-wolves can talk all they want; that shit doesn't bother me, and with time it won't matter." He leans down and kisses my mouth softly, making me moan. He moans and deepens the kiss, making my knees weak.
"Tyler, I move, but he follows. How is this ever going to work? He groans and pushes his hard cock into my stomach. He is huge; I'm going to struggle fitting that beast inside me. At this moment I wish I wasn't a damn virgin.
"One day at a time." He kisses my neck, and I say we start slow if we can and go from there. I will talk to the pack at the meeting, but you need to be there. Bring your gran and brother. You three are family now." He moves to kiss me when Lena's shrill voice makes us jump apart. She is a fucking pain in the ass.
"Seems you're not so innocent, Emma," she says my name with disgust.
"Never claimed anything, Lena, least of all innocent; you just assumed that on your own. Plus..." Before I can say anything, Tyler talks over me. Lena glares at me as he talks. I see tears fill her eyes as he wraps an arm around my waist.
"Emma is my mate, Lena." Her mouth drops open, so show respect to her. She will be the Luna to my pack." Her eyes harden as she looks from him to me and back to him.
"Big mistake, Alpha! She yells and stomps out, cursing at us. I know deep down stuff is going to get bad now.