Diary of a Reformed Mean Girl (Reformed Series Book 1)
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“Please.” The one word is so sad and broken, just as much as I am, as it leaves my mouth that I don’t even recognize my own voice.
“You heard her. Give our mate what she wants,” Ethan says in a sleepy voice, and when I look over at him, his eyes are solely focused on us filled with lust.
Not the same lust of those asshats from last night, but lust a man has for the woman he loves more than anything in the world. Our relationship is a complicated one, but there's no mistaking the undying love I’m seeing in his eyes. Understanding what I’m thinking Ethan sits up, and takes my mouth in a passionate kiss. Not needing to be persuaded further, Mekka rips my panties from my body with a growl, and without the barrier my core brushes his hardness, and I moan in Ethan’s mouth. Gently Ethan brushes his hands against my tits, palming them in his hands like a beloved treasure, and I grow wetter, soaking Mekka. Sensing that he’s still unsure, I grind myself against him, and relish in the feel of him growing harder under me.
“Are you sure?” He asks one last time, and I break away from Ethan’s mouth and take his in its place.
“Yes,” I murmur against his lips, and Mekka lines himself up with me before pushing inside slowly.
I knew as soon as he hit my barrier, and so did he, because suddenly he clenches his ab muscles and stops.
“Ethan, distract our mate, why don’t you?” He growls through clenched teeth.
Understanding what he wants and why, Ethan grabs the back of my head, tightly entwining his hand with my hair, and pulls me back to his mouth where he kisses me more intensely than before. His free hand pinches my nipple while his mouth bites and nibbles a trail down my neck. I’m so caught up in the sensations he’s wrenching out of my body that I don’t even notice Mekka move until he pushes through my barrier, and I scream in Ethan’s mouth. The pain doesn’t last long, especially with Ethan still worshipping my body. Mekka starts to move inside me, driving out each and every moan along with Ethan. His thrust are gentle, but soon he starts to move more vigorously until he’s pounding in and out of me. Reaching over, I grab Ethan’s cock inside his boxers, and I pump him in sync with Mekka’s thrusts. When Ethan starts to bite and suck on my breast, combined with the feel of Mekka’s dick driving in and out of me, it doesn’t take long for me to come, and I scream out both their names. Seconds later Mekka comes deep inside me filling me with his seed, and Ethan joins him with a loud groan coming all over my hand.
“Fuck that was intense,” Mekka mumbles as he lays his head back with his dick still inside me.
The door opens, and Logan enters the room. He’s wearing low riding basketball shorts, and his sweaty chest is bare, and I can’t help ogling his hot body. Taking a deep sniff of the room, he grins mischievously as he takes in the three of us.
“Someone is in trouble,” he says still smiling.
“No one is in trouble, nor will I ever allow anyone to tell me what I can or cannot do with my body,” I say haughtily as I pull off of Mekka. Immediately my body mourns the loss, and my wolf wants to finish what we started, but we don’t have time for that. I know soon my mother will be busting down my door to for details about last night.
“I’m going to take a shower,” I say, rising naked from the bed, making all their eyes follow me hungrily.
In the shower I grin at my brazeness. The way I took charge as I rode Mekka, and made Ethan come in my hand. I couldn’t think of a better way to lose my virginity, plus Mekka was so sweet and thoughtful with the way he took care of me. He couldn’t stop all the pain, but he took away most of it with Ethan’s help. Inside me my wolf prowls, not satisfied with just taking one of her mates. She wants to drag the twins in here so they can both take me against the shower. Now that I'm no longer untouched, my wolf has grown wanton very quickly.
I exit the shower in a cloud of steam to an empty room when I notice my bed has been stripped of my sheets. Changing quickly, I put on dark leggings, and a long off the shoulder jumper, and throw my hair in a messy bun on top of my head. I’m doubtful I’ll go anywhere today, and I wanted to be cozy. Despite the hot shower I was still a little sore, which makes me blush when I think of the cause.
“Hey,” Mekka says, interrupting my thoughts.
“Hey,” I reply, blushing even more.
Giving me a cocky grin, Mekka walks over and kisses me deeply. “Am I the reason behind these red cheeks?” He murmurs against my lips.
“Nope,” I say with a loud pop. “I was just wondering where my sheets are.”
“Liar, you forget we’re connected now,” he says, tapping his temple.
“I thought we were already,” I frown.
“Yes, but now it’s absolute. We’re fully joined having completed the bond.”
“Oh, I don’t know what to say.”
“Say anything as long as you don’t regret it,” he says in a moment of vulnerability.
“Never,” I tell him bracing his cheeks.
Kissing me again softly this time, he takes my hand, and we go down to breakfast.
“And Ethan took your sheets to be cleaned. They had a bit of blood on them.”
“Oh,” I say, ducking my head. If I was a little embarrassed before, I’m full on raging with it now, plus the fact that it was Ethan who stripped my bed. I had already told Mekka I was a virgin, so who knows what Ethan was thinking.
“Don’t be embarrassed, he knew you were a virgin too, from the first time you guys fooled around.”
“Like that’s any better, and just because you can be in my head doesn’t mean you should,” I chastise.
When we enter the dining room, and I take a look at everyone seated, I growl loudly when I see Kassie seated at the table looking innocent, like she didn’t just set me up to be raped. Ethan and Logan are both seated, giving her death glares, and in Ethan’s case he’s close to shifting with his glowing eyes and the hair of his wolf peppering across his arms. His father has a tight hold on his arm, I guess to keep him back if he decides to shift fully. Taking a page out of his playbook Mekka grips my arm in a tight hold to keep me from jumping over the table, and dragging her by her hair outside where I can finish the bitch off Mortal Kombat style.
“What is she doing here?” I growl.
“I live here, what else?” She replies smugly.
A growl starts low in Ethan’s throat at her answer, and his father’s grip on him tightens.
“I’m not hungry, nor will I sit down at the table with this bitch ever again,” I spit out hatefully.
“Aspen,” mum shouts.
“What?” I look over at her daring her to challenge me. She may be the Alpha Mate, but I’m a True Alpha, and I’ll be damned if I break bread at the same table as my enemy.
“Just take a seat, and we’ll talk. You don’t have to eat,” Tyler says, and I comply for now.
Sitting next to Ethan, I take his hand in mine, rubbing my thumb over it in an attempt to calm both of us.
“Now, why don’t you tell me why you think Kassie is behind what happened to you last night?” Alpha inquires.
“Because Karter told me when he had his cock out for me to suck. He said he wanted to make sure they got a close up of him fucking my face, because Kassie said she wanted me humiliated,” I explain with disgust, and my words do nothing to help calm down my mates.
“I’m going to kill him,” Logan says menacingly.
“I think you three already shed enough blood,” the twins father replies, and I faintly remember hearing last night that Mekka killed someone. Good. If I had a choice I would want that person to be Karter, but any of them makes great second choices, especially Joey.
“Well, he lied, I would never do such a thing,” Kassie says sweetly, which only makes me want to harm her even more. “You really shouldn’t take the word of a vampire.”
“No, I shouldn’t take your word, you lying piece of shit,” I shout after pounding my fist on the table.
“Calm down, figlia,” mum starts, and I turn my anger on her.
“Now, that’s the best news I’ve heard all month,” Kassie says cheerfully.
“No need to do anything hasty. There will be an investigation into the matter, and then I will deliver my decision, and punishment if it comes to that,” Tyler says diplomatically with a stern look at Kassie.
“Daddy, you can’t possibly believe this,” Kassie screeches.
“I hope for your sake you’re not capable of doing such a thing, because I will not be lenient on you just because you’re my daughter. If found guilty, you will be prosecuted to the fullest,” he answers.
“I can’t believe this,” she fumes, standing up briskly, and knocking over her chair in the process, which she doesn’t bother to pick up as she stomps away.
“Where’s April? I don’t know what happened to her last night,” I ask ashamed I’m just now thinking about her.
“She’s in the garden. She said she needed to collect some herbs to do her spell,” Logan answers.
“What spell?” I question confused.
“Your mates killed two people last night, and badly injured the rest in the room. One was a human and the other was a mage from a very influential family.”
“Joey,” I say under my breath, and Tyler nods. I can’t say I’m upset that he’s dead. I was just wishing he was one of them, but I do regret any trouble that comes on my family, and my mates because of it.
“Yes, already the Ravenclaw’s have called demanding I turn over their son’s killer, or risk waging war.”
“What does April spell have to do with any of this?” I ask, even more confused.
“I can cast a spell that will prove you were compelled, which will clear your guys of any retribution they enacted because you are their mate,” April says waltzing in carrying a basket full of what looks like flowers and weeds to me.
“Wow! You can do that?” I ask in awe.
“Yes, my beautiful friend. It will drain me, and there will be a small time period before I can use my powers again, but I’m not worried about it.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want you to do anything that will harm you in any way,” I tell her.
“Shush that. You’re my friend, and even though I’m still not too fond of your mates, because I think they have a whole lot more sucking up to do, I know it will hurt you to see them hurt, so I want to help, for you.”
Jumping up from the table I give her a tight hug. “You are the best friend ever,” I tell her with tears in my eyes. “Do you need us to do anything?” I ask.
“Nope, I already went home to get everything I need while you were sleeping,” she says winking, and I knew immediately she knows I was doing more than sleeping. “All that’s left to do is grind up these herbs and mix the potions.”
“Well, if you need anything, my pack will help,” Tyler says getting up. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have an investigation to conduct, and angry mages to keep at bay.”
We leave April to her work. Everytime one of us would ask to help, she would shoo us away, so we ended up in my room watching Netflix. There's nothing like Nexflix and chill when you have three hot guys next to you. Unfortunately, besides slight touches here and there, none of us did anything steamy. I think the guys didn’t want to irk Tyler with anything else. We’ve broken enough rules this week. Thankfully we didn’t see a hide or hair of Kassie either. She was at least smart enough to make herself scarce, probably out making sure she didn’t leave any loose ends, but with the tension high within all the species, I don’t see her visiting Karter any time soon. I hope she gets caught, because regardless if there's proof or not, I believe Karter was telling the truth, and I will kill her. There's no ifs, ands, or buts about it. That wolf will die by my hand. I could never forgive her, and I don’t see myself living here seeing her smug face everyday if she got away with what she did.
“What are you thinking about, sweetheart?” Logans asks. I’m currently sitting in his lap with my legs across his brother, and my feet in Mekka’s lap who periodically rubs my feet.
“That I’m going to kill Kassie,” I answer.
“Did you mean what you said at the table? Would you have left us behind?” Logan inquires. I hate the vulnerability I hear in his voice, especially since I’m the cause of it.
“I would have hoped you guys would have went with me, and we could start our own little pack. Sure it’ll be hard at first, but I’m sure we could have made our own way.”
“I don’t care where we go, or how hard it would be, as long as I’m with you,” Mekka offers his input, and they all agree.
“I can’t stay here with her," I confess. No need to mention who her is, they all know I’m talking about Kassie. I will never forgive her or forget. This isn’t a book where two of the characters have beef, and they work out their differences by the end. This is real life, and if her plan would have succeeded, that would have destroyed me. Fuck, it almost did. I just can’t do it. “After Tyler’s decision, I’m going to leave, and I want us to make our own home far away from here.”
“Whatever you decide, we’re all here for you. If you want to leave, then we’ll leave too, this time we’ll go together,” Ethan says, giving me one of his rare smiles and I bask in it.
We are well into a Transformers marathon when April pokes her head into my room.
“I’m ready for you now,” she announces, and I stare back at her nervously. I don’t know why I’m afraid all of the sudden. Maybe it’s because I’ll have to relive what I went through last night. April explained earlier that the spell will go through my memories to be able to sniff out the compulsion. Even though I’m not conscious, the scenes will run through my head like a movie that everyone else will also get to see. I don’t want to go through that again, but if it will save my mates I will.
“Ok, I’m ready” I say, brushing my sweaty palms on my leggings.
Deciding that it’s best not to do the spell in the house we go out to the backyard where Tyler and my mother was already waiting. Drawn in the grass with some ashy powder and sprinkled herbs was a white circle with a pentagram in the middle.
“I need you to strip to your underclothes and lay in the circle with your arms and legs spread wide on the pentagram,” April says and I quickly do as she says.
Pretending I’m at the beach in my bikini about to get a suntan, I pull my shirt off over my head, and then my leggings before tossing them both in the grass, and position my body on top of the pentagram.
“Now what?” I asked.
“Now,” she says, pulling a clear container with crushed herbs and what looks like one of those old fashion brushes barbers use to shave people with from behind her back, “I’m going to purify your body.”
“What’s in the container?” I question.
“Nothing much, just the standard frankincense, dandelions, myrrh, peppermint, pine, sage, thyme, and vervain,” she answers.
“Frankincense, what the- hey isn’t vervain poisonous to wolves?” I ask, raising my brow.
“As long as you don’t digest it you’ll be fine,” she says flippantly.
Done with asking questions, I just let her do her thing, as she uses the brush to apply the crush herbs on my body and I’m careful to not breathe any in. With my luck I would snort the poison and die before the process was even over. Once I’m completely covered, she mutters some words quietly to herself, and a slight breeze comes through and blows the herbs away harmlessly in the wind.
“Now this container,” she says pulling out a canister with black powder, “has jasmine flowers, jupiter, marigold, mugwort, orris root, saint john’s wort, thyme, wormwood, and yallow. Once I mix in the blood I collected from Mekka earlier, and the snake venom I got from my house, I’ll apply it on your body and you will be paralyzed from the base of your neck down. I wanted to warn you beforehand so you don’t freak out.”
“Ok,” I squeak.
“It’ll
be fine,” she says squeezing my hand in support.
I give my mates one last glance before I close my eyes, trying to calm myself. The first powder she sprinkled on my body was dry and it tickled, but this mixture felt, slimy and cold until it suddenly starts to heat like it was burning its way through my system. Just when I was about to ask if this was normal, the mixture starts to tingle until I feel blissfully nothing. My body was numb, and I felt myself drifting off like I fell asleep outside out in the sun.
Before long I start to dream. My mind fills with memories of the past. Me when I took my first steps. No one was looking, and I wanted the chocolate chip cookies mum had cooling on the table, so I walked over on unsteady feet and reached up and took one. Then me, Logan, and Ethan about five years old in our wolf forms wrestling out in the woods behind my house and being joyful pups. Next I was seven. Logan drifted off a little too far on the deeper end of the lake, and I used my water power to push him to safety. He never knew and bragged relentlessly about how such a great swimmer he was. The scene changes again and now I’m ten. Mum and dad’s arguing wakes me from my sleep, so I sneak out my window, and run to the twins house where I sneak into their room and we all sleep in the same bed with them holding onto me tightly. Next the scenes change rapidly and I relive the ‘coon incident, then our first kiss, more of my parents arguing, and my father striking me for sneaking into his office. Another blur and the scene changes to when I saved Ethan on the frozen lake and then the aftermath. This goes on and on. Some memories are good, but a lot of them are bad, with me being my wicked self, especially after the twins left. I was bad when they were there, but horrid afterwards when I didn’t have them to run to for comfort. The next scene that plays I’m sneaking out of the house again and go to the twins old home which still didn’t have any occupants. Going into their old room, I lay in the empty bed, and cry myself to sleep. I was sixteen years old at the time, and I just caught my father with Candice. Finally, I dream about the reason why I was here. Why I’m reliving every single viable memory of my life. The party plays, and then Karter comes into focus. Something I didn’t know, apparently he was in my ear from the beginning encouraging me to drink more so he could lower my shields. That girl, Crystal, was him with a glamour to look like Lanely’s friend. He had targeted me from the beginning and I fell for it. Once we get to the part of the secret room I want to cower and hide. I don’t want to relive this, already I can feel their phantom touches, and I scream for them to let me go. My head bangs against something hard, but the dream refuses to end no matter how loud I cry out. His hateful words of what Kassie wanted replays, and I can practically taste Karter’s cock in my mouth when he shoves himself inside. I want to die, end it all, because of what they did to me until there's a bright light and the scene shatters in front of me like a broken window and I’m saved again, and all goes black.