In Between The Alphas
Chapter 21

Jake never let me live that k!ss down. He gloated about it for almost a full week after and he brought it up again a month later when he asked me out and I said yes. According to him one of the main reasons I said yes is because he's a phenomenal kisser. I told him

he was an okay k!sser and he proceeded to show me otherwise.

Greg wasn't the biggest fan of me dating him because according to him someone was going to end up heartbroken and it was most likely going to be Jake because I won't be able to be the Beta female he wants me to be and there was also the looming possibility of us finding our mates or Jake finding out why I'm really here and on the run.

I actually tried to tell that to Jake (well not everything- just the part about me not being able to move to his pack with him our mates) but he promised that he was never going to try to put me into a box. He also said that we would end whatever we had when we found our mates.

I was packing up Mrs. Wiggin's bags when I felt his presence, I looked up and saw him watching me from the aisle and I couldn't help my smile.

"Ha; I remember when I was young and in love," Mrs. Wiggins said and I snapped my eyes back to her.

"I'm not- we're not in love." I quickly said but all she did was laugh in return.

"Remember when I tried to play matchmaker and you said he wasn't your type?" she asked, "An old lady is never wrong."

"You were right that time Mrs. Wiggins but not this time."

"Maybe," she shrugged, "But don't break his heart." She gave me a small wave and pushed her trolley away. Why does everyone suddenly think I'm going to break his heart? I am not a heartbreaker.

A small cough cleared me out of my thoughts and I saw Mr. Brenna's nephew. I don't know his name but I have seen him around town a few times and he's a bit on the cute side with his curly hair and chubby cheeks.

"Hi, I'm so sorry." I said taking the things from him and ringing them up, "How's your uncle doing? I haven't seen him around in a while."

"He's good; he's just taking a few days off to rest his back." He said, "He almost popped it trying to change a bulb."

"Well, could you tell him I hope feels better soon and I'm wishing him a very quick recovery?" I said, "It's a bit weird going over to the store and not seeing him."

"I'll be sure to let him know." He said with a smile, "I'll see you around Charlie."

"Bye." He had barely left when I saw Jake standing in front of me, "Hi Jake."

"Don't Hi Jake me."

"What crawled up your a-ss and died?" I asked with a small scoff, "Are you sure you're not PMSing?

"This isn't funny Charlotte." He growled and I shot him a confused look.

"First of all calm down we're in public and we don't want to cause a scene."

"So now I'm causing a scene?"

"What has gotten into you?" I asked and I saw him roll his eyes but before he could reply Greg walked up to us.

"Is everything okay over here?" he asked and I replied yes at the same time Jake said no. "I think both of you should take this outside people are beginning to stare and ask questions. I can handle the counter for a while." "Thanks Greg." I said as I ignored Jake and made my way outside through the back. As soon as the door shut behind us I whirled on him, "Are you crazy?"

"I'm the crazy one?" he asked, "Well I wasn't the one flirting with that kid." I was confused for a second before everything finally clicked in my head and I let out a bark of laughter. "This is not funny Charlotte."

"Don't ever call me Charlotte," I said, "And you are just overreacting. I was being nice to him. It's part of my job to be nice to customers."

"Well I want you to be a little less nice to guys next time."

"You can't tell me to be mean to customers just because you're insecure."

"I can if they just want to fvck you." He yelled, "Why else would they be nice to you?"

I went quiet for a full second before letting out a scoff, "Is that why you're being nice to me?" I asked, "Because you want to fvck me?" "That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean because it seems like I don't understand."

"I just don't like it when you get too close to other men."

"He is a customer Jake," I said, "You can't throw a fit because I'm doing my job."

"Then quit your job," he said, "You can come back to my pack with me."

"We discussed this before I agreed to go out with you Jake," I said simply, "I'm not going back to the werewolf world under any circumstances."

"If you come with me then we can be together without any objections or setbacks."

"What if we find our mates?"

"I don't care about anyone else," he said, "You're the only mate that matters. I lo-"

"Do not finish that sentence," I said quickly and he looked at me in confusion, "We talked about this Jake; this was not the plan."

"Plans change; we can change our original plan."

"I'm not doing this with you right now Jake," I sighed, "I told you I wasn't looking for anything serious. And if you've changed your mind then we should end this right now." "You're right; I'm sorry, I was overstepping my boundaries."

"Thank you." I sighed, "Now can I expect that you won't pull a stunt like this again?"

"I can't promise that I won't get jealous." He confessed, "I don't like it when people look at what's mine."

"Well that's the problem isn't it; I'm not yours Jake."

He frowned and looked like he wanted to complain but chose to keep quiet instead, "Let's go inside."

I opened the door leading back into the store and what I saw made me run behind the door and hide.

"Are you okay?" Jake asked and I nodded, "Are you sure; you look like you've seen a ghost." I tried to calm my breathing but forced out a nod, "What did you see?"

He tried to peep but I pulled him back, "Just stay here with me." He looked like he wanted to protest but he nodded anyways.

After about five minutes I checked again and when I saw the coast was clear I turned to him, "Could you please get Greg for me?"

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked and I nodded, "If you're not then I can help."

"I'm fine; just get Greg please."

He nodded and left, not up to a minute later Greg rushed in alone. "Are you okay?" he asked and I shook my head, "What's wrong?"

"Those men you were talking to a few minutes ago," I began, "Who were they?"

"I don't know; I haven't seen them around town before," he said, "They were asking for directions to the nearest gas station. Why are you asking?" "Those men are my soldiers from my father's pack."