JACKSON
IT'S LATE THAT evening when I stand up from Lucien's bedside. I've been sitting here for most of the day, and there has been no change, no improvement in his condition. I'm beginning to worry that he didn't get enough oxygen to his brain and that he's going to be a fucking vegetable for the rest of his life.
The thought of that is almost too much to bear. That coupled with the fact that there is still no news on Adeline, and I'm practically ready to tear my hair out by the root.
I lost both of the people who matter the most to me within the timespan of a few hours. If I had known what would have transpired once I left the island, I would have stayed. I would have done everything in my power to keep them both safe.
Feeling frustrated beyond words, I tell Lucien goodnight before leaving his room to find Katerina. Wraith has been keeping an eye on her after the little stunt she pulled in my room the other night. She had me by the balls…literally…and I've felt like a walking boner the past couple of days.
And then when I saw her and Wraith wrestling around in the gym, I almost lost my goddamn mind. The woman is so damn infuriating…and sexy all at the same time.
I don't know why I didn't take her up on her offer the other night. I guess because mostly I could see the apprehension behind those sad, blue eyes of hers. Her words didn't match what she obviously truly felt, and I just can't seem to figure that girl out.
I have a feeling she's been used before and maybe even grown accustomed to it. But I don't want to use her. I want to help her. She just won't fucking let me, and she won't stop trying to manipulate me.
Checking my phone and seeing no messages from Wraith, I walk into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat.
And that's when I hear it.
Kissing…panting breaths…hushed voices.
Slowly, I peek my head around the corner and stumble upon Katya…and Wraith? Their lips are locked in a passionate kiss as he pushes her back into the granite countertop. Her smooth, sexy leg is wrapped around his hip as she grinds herself against his body.
Fuck me.
I didn't even know Wraith was into Katya like that. Yesterday, on the mats, he was completely professional, training her with no sexual contact whatsoever. And now…tonight, they're gonna fuck on the kitchen counter?
My hands curl into fists at my sides. He's supposed to be watching her, not fucking her.
Instead of getting turned on like I normally do while watching a couple, I find myself getting more and more agitated and downright pissed off.
How dare she come on to me and then fuck Wraith behind my goddamn back!
She's mine, I hear myself saying in my head.
I don't even have time to process the words before I storm into the kitchen. "What the fuck is going on?" I ask angrily.
Wraith immediately pulls away from Katya with a look of shame on his face. And Katya…she looks like the cat that just swallowed the goddamn canary.
Did shewantto get caught?
"Sorry, Jax," Wraith says quickly, clearing his throat and adjusting the bulge in his pants. "She came onto me. I shouldn't have..."
Katya gives me a smirk and shrugs.
That's it, I think to myself. Before I can stop myself, I walk over to her, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her out of the room. Her heels dig into the floor as she fights me the entire way. When we make it to the large den, she pulls out of my grip.
"What the fuck is your game?" I demand, crowding her against the wall by placing my hands on either side of her head but not touching her.
"Game? Who said I was playing a game, Jax?" she asks, her voice sultry.
Frustrated, I scrub a hand down my face before placing it back on the wall. "You're fucking with my head, and I don't like it."
"Well, whatdoyou like?" she asks, reaching out to run her fingertips down the front of my Henley shirt. She presses her body against mine. "I thought you liked to watch," she whispers in my ear before nipping my earlobe, catching it between her teeth and pulling it to the point of pain.
I pull back sharply and glare at her. "Is that what this is about?"
Katerina gives me her signature smirk. She thinks she has me all figured out, but she has no idea. I haven't told anyone my real issue with women, not even Lucien.
