Chapter 90

Jackson Hunter—

I am not certain what to tell my mate, I don’t want her near the crazy psycho witch. I know this is chicken, however I am going to leave a note and take off. I mean my mate does have my phone number, and I have hers. We can stay in contact while I take care of Jessica the psychopath.

Laying on the bed, cuddling into her, I took one last sniff of her amazing scent as I lay there. I stripped myself of all my clothes and rolled over onto my stomach. I began to take off her clothes, while she gazed up into my eyes and moaned as I sucked on the mark I had made on her. As I let my kisses trail down her body, it was not long before my lips met her firm nipples. These were erect and ready to be sucked each time. My dick is longing to be implanted in the folds of her heated body. During our battle for control, I kissed her again and shoved my tongue into the plump lips of hers. As I shove my dick into her folds, we both moan at the ecstasy and sparks that we emit when we are penetrated. The reason for this is that my kisses become deeper and rougher, and I and my partner are desperate to reach the peak of our passion. The only thing between us was my dick, which was attached to her and nothing else. I could feel my chest sweating along with hers. Since I was going to be away for at least a couple of weeks, if not longer, I knew that I had to fill up on her love before I left. It was three hours straight that I screwed her. As you can see, we screwed in every position we could possibly think of. My next step was to let our wolves spend some time with us. I brought mine in as she brought hers in, and we all screwed them in together as a group. My mate had fallen asleep in the course of our time together by the time we had finished our fill. I kissed her while I waited for my knot to deflate. I would make a career out of screwing her every day and night if I had my way.

As a result of our activities, my sweet mate was sound asleep. Walking over to the desk, I picked up a pen and a piece of paper and began writing. There is a sense of guilt that comes with not saying this to you personally. There was an emergency at one of my businesses that I needed to handle, so I took off and went back to my office. It is impossible for me to explain the emergency right now but believe me it was too dangerous for you to accompany me currently. My return will be in a couple of weeks, so I will be in touch then. The love I have for you, Chrissy, is indescribable.”

Looking at the few things that I had here in our suite, I decided to pack a duffle bag for them. Now that I think about it, I wonder why I haven't taken Chrissy to one of my homes yet. There is no question that my clothes are in my houses. It occurred to me that I have one near here where I can ask her about decorating it for us. My letter to her will include the address.

As much as I knew that writing the note would be a cowardly move on my part, I had never been forced to account to anyone before Chrissy. There is no way I would be able to cope with the sadness in her eyes. Having to answer questions about Jessica would be uncomfortable, because she will think that there is something between Jessica and me since I had slept with her. There is no way that could be further from the truth than that. There is no doubt in my mind that Jessica is a completely crazy individual, and I would not put it past her to try and kill my mate.

On my way out of Pack Lands, I head to the airport where I have my own private plane waiting for me.

When I returned to my office, my second in command informed me that Jessica was using her Alpha voice to command everyone in the building. Their wolves can't help themselves but to do her bidding as they have always submitted to an Alpha at all times. My first reaction is to groan. I am planning to call her father and tell him that he better come and get her. If he doesn't come, I am preparing to drag her to the Kings Council and have her thrown in jail for life. There is a danger associated with this she-wolf. There is only one thing left to do, which is to figure out who her father is.

Aside from my barrage of bodyguards, I have an Uber come pick me up and bring me home. My attention is drawn to the building in front of me. Currently, this building stands at a height of 80 stories. It was painted purple and neon green by Jessica. When I looked up at my building, I could feel people staring at me as I grimaced and looked at it in disgust.

As I walked into the building, the receptionist smiled at me, and it turned out that she was not the one I had originally hired. There is a nose ring on this girl's nose. It appears that she is missing teeth and that she is unable to handle answering more than one line at a time. As I stare up at the moon goddess, I ask her, “Do you hate me?”

On my way up to my private elevator, I notice that the walls are now a fluffy purple color, with purple mirrors hanging overhead. Gritting with rage, I get into the elevator, and it asks for my fingerprint DNA to get to my apartment. What I would give for a jetted tub right now. When I place my thumb on the scanner, I hear a crimson beep. Is that red???? My blood was boiling, and I wanted to hang her by her fake eyelashes now that I was seeing red.

The moment I get out of the elevator, I see everyone in purple uniforms on the floor where my offices are located. My business partner and best friend hugged me. A strange look crossed my face as I looked at him. According to him, they are all being forced to submit to therapy so that they can learn how to express their emotions more effectively. I ball up my fist and punch him in the nose. I command him to take off the purple crap he's wearing and put on a business suit instead. This would allow me to get back into my apartment and to fire the girl at the front desk to bring back my old customer service representative.

The building must be restored to a business-appropriate state as soon as possible. If this situation does not improve by tomorrow, I will fire everyone. It is clear to me that my right-hand man is grumbling under his breath.

Upon entering my purple office, I take the purple door off its hinges and throw it to the ground. Jessica dangles in the air as I take her by the throat and lift her up.

While my nails are elongating from my hands, my wolf lashes out at Jessica, leaving a long scratch mark from her eye to her neck. There are several men who are trying to convince me that I need to let Jessica go. There is a discussion blaring on in the distance.

Trying to pull me from around her neck, my men were saying, "Let the crazy lady down so we can take care of her." and I turned around and let out a ferocious roar. I could feel the building shaking and I could feel everyone around me quivering in fear as I stood there. That's great! I want them to fear me, I want them to be afraid of me, they should fear me.

As I breathed deeply, I started to feel a sense of calm. The wolf was agitated, and I needed to calm him down. Suddenly, my wolf spit on her face, and demanded that the guards come and put her in a cell in the basement that is laced with wolf's bane. She was taken there by the guards. As of now, she will stay there until I am able to get a family member to pick her up from there.

I told all my crew members that I am the only Alpha who can give them orders and they must obey everything that I order. They will not obey Jessica in any way for any reason in the future.