Jaxson

“Another one.” I hold up my empty beer glass and the bartender, a very hot blond human woman, winks at me as she goes to fill it up. The pub is full tonight of unsuspecting humans, humans I don’t usually like to be around but I don’t have a choice now. Fucking Dabriel. Angels are all the same. Dabriel used to my friend but he isn’t now if things were different then,

My phone rings stopping that thought, I pull my gaze from the bartender as I answer.

“Uncle J, when you coming home? Anna is being annoying.” Freddy’s voice fills my phone and I hold back a grin. I hate the uncle J nickname but I love Freddy. I have to admit taking on a young child wasn’t easy but we made it work with the help of my brother’s mate.

“Why? What is she doing?” I ask.

“Just making me clean my room, it’s not that bad as she is making it out to be. I think she said it looked like mini demons had trashed the place and had an after party.” He mutters. I can hear the annoyance in his voice. I try not to laugh at my sister in-laws use of words but she isn’t far from the truth. Mini demons are pests you don’t want in your home and they love to make a mess, I mean huge fucking messes that take days to clean. We had them once, and thankfully they left after they had fun.

“How about I bring you a pizza back? You know that hot one from Pizza Hut?” I say, knowing it’s his favourite and I feel bad for him. The last few days he has had more training than he has ever had but he needs it. My chest still feels tight at the thought of how close I had come to losing him. When I came back from my job to find he wasn’t home, I alerted the pack and we searched everywhere. I finally tracked his scent into town and thankfully found him alive. I took the dagger out of Winters kitchen and I plan to return it into the fucking vampire’s chests that hurt my nephew. I feel the hard silver dagger in my boot now and the thought makes me relax a tad.

“With a bottle of Coke and brownies?” He finally replies after thinking about it.

“Yes but the second boxes of brownies are mine. No trying to eat them like last time.” I tell him and I hear his chuckle.

“Deal,” Freddy says and I can hear the smile this time.

“Make sure the room is tidy, Anna is right, the room looked like a bomb went off the last time I was in there,” I tell him and I hear his groan.

“Fine, you’re getting old and boring uncle J. You won’t get a girl like Winter if you act old.” He tells me like I need dating advice from an eight year old. Not that I would ever touch Winter, she is a human.

“I’m not old, and Winter isn’t my type. I prefer blondes.” I tell him, only slightly lying. The blonde bartender is my type and I could easily take her home tonight but something is stopping me. A beautiful brown haired girl with sparkling blue eyes is the cause of my issues tonight.

“Whatever, you were following her around like a puppy. She is pretty, shame I’m not older. Hey did she mention any sisters?” He asks. When did he start liking girls, I swear it was only five minutes ago that he was playing with action figures.

“No sisters, I’ve got to go. I'll be back in an hour.” I tell him.

“Cool, I'll get the Harry Potter movies out for us. Also, I saw this new Harry Potter mug that when you add hot water, the Marauder’s map appears. Totally cool.” He mumbles on excitedly.
“Why do I need to watch those again? And why did I need to hear about the mug?” I ask, mentally thinking of a way to get out of film night. I don’t enjoy these films but I’ve watched them ten times now over the years. Thank god the last one finally came out, I’d hoped he would move on from film series by now but he hasn’t.

“You like them Uncle J, although they got witches wrong. There are no wands, but it would be so cool if they did have one.” He tells me and I try not think about Atti. I haven’t seen him or any of my friends in years. I’m about to see Dabriel for the first time in seven years, and not for a good reason.

“Oh, and it’s my birthday soon. Just dropping some hints.” He laughs and I’ll have to remember to order that mug now.

“Fine. Later Fred's,” I say to him.

“Later uncle J.” he says and puts the phone down.

“Getting drunk? Doesn’t suit you Jax.” Dabriel takes a seat next to me. A few people turn to stare at him, he ignores them but he would stand out anywhere. His white long hair and massive build kind of attract attention.

“I want to know,” I tell him, cutting straight to the point.

“You already know, I’ve seen it. I’ve seen you and her.” He smirks, leaning back on the bar. The bartender hands me my drink but I don’t find it the slight bit interesting.

“Why the fuck didn’t you warn me? Keep her the fuck away from me? I came close to killing her.” I shout at him and just smiles back at me. My wolf growls in my mind that he is challenging me and that I should bite him. I don’t listen to him; thankfully, despite the fact that my wolf isn’t trying to kill him is annoying me. My wolf loves him like a brother and despite everything, I still think of him as one.

“This was always going to happen. Don’t pretend you didn’t feel it. I haven’t met her but I’m watching.” He tells me.

“Yeah, but you can’t get involved right?” I smirk at him when he tenses.

“I would have stopped her death, if I could. No matter what I did, the ending didn’t change.” He says calmly and I lose it. I grab him by the neck and throw him across the bar. The bottles smash into pieces as people scream, scrambling to get out. I jump over the bar and walk over to him, as he gets up. His cuts on his face healing straight away.

“Don’t fucking pretend you couldn’t have saved my sister. I don’t want anything to do with the prophecy and no human girl is going to change my mind.” I warn him. I try to ignore my wolf inter whine at the thought of Winter. I’ve been with girls, countless one night stands but Winter calls to my wolf more than anyone else ever has. I’ve tried to listen to the witches and mate with Esta but my wolf is just as turned off by her as I am. Winter has the perfect fucking body, a body that I could spend hours with but her sassy mouth was what turned me on the most. She didn’t seem to give two fucks about how I spoke to her, my general dislike for her. I can’t even walk away from her now, I feel her in my blood and my wolf thinks she is pack.

“I would have saved her, Wyatt would have too.” He says holding up his hands, the runes of angel language appearing on his skin. They are for protection, among different things and the more an angel has, the more powerful they are. When Dabriel is showing his, entire not an inch of his body doesn’t have them. Not that I’ve checked but the fucker likes to brag.

“Like fuck, you would have, we were friends all our lives and you were my pack. I don’t want anything to with this or her.” I slam my hand on the bar, trying to control my anger but it’s not working.

“Isn’t it too late? She is yours to protect now and I know she will need it soon.” Dabriel tells me, taking a step closer.

“Are you going to let her die too?” I mutter and he punches me. I don’t lose my footing but its close; he can fire a heavy blow when he wants.

“You don’t deserve her Jax,” Dabriel says and jumps over the bar. I watch him leave as I grab a bottle of whisky off the floor. I leave a wad of cash on the side of the bar before I leave, taking a deep drink. I need to find a way to get rid of Winter and I need to do it fast. I can’t let her close because I can’t be who she needs. I’m too fucked up, I’m too broken and I need to be alone. Pulling the dagger out my boot and leaving the bottle of whisky on a chair, I grin. I know a perfect way to get rid of some anger.