"Jezebel, tell that mutt to sit his ass down! He is distracting me," Jezebel's father spat.

"I need you to turn back!" I ordered.

"Remind me whose pack we are looking for?" He turned his head back and hissed at me.

"Father watch out!" Jezebel grabbed the steering wheel. 

Once again I was riding the roller coaster of my life with all the turns and spins. My shoulder banged on the door as I slid from my seat, banging myself with Jezebel. The car went in an abrupt stop and Jezebel's father turned back with red eyes burning in fury.

"What the hell you stupid mutt?! Are you trying to kill us?!"

"You're dead anyways so what are you worried about?" I snarled and slammed the car's door wide open.

My eyes searched for Angie but she was no where in sight.

Jezebel's father got out from the car and stormed his way towards me. He grabbed me from the collar, lifting me up slightly from the ground.

"You fucking idiot! I tried to be nice but you just stepped the line. Your on your own flea bag!"

"Enough!" Jezebel yelled, buzzing my ears. She got in between and shoved her father away from me. "Have you gone nuts?!"

"The one nuts is your little pet here," her father threw daggers at me with his eyes.

"Alpha Simon to you!" I objected.

Jezebel whipped her head back and silenced me with her red eyes. I ran a hand through my hair and gave them my back as they argued.

Stupid vampires, they think they know everything. 

I started to slowly walk off, leaving their yells in just mumbles. My head swarmed with the image of Angie. She has changed so much...so much that now she is smoking hot to me. I licked my lips and a soft purr started to form in my chest. I must find her...I must make her mine. I was about to ditch the two vampires when suddenly someone slammed me against a wall.

"You disgusting little shit!"

My eyes went round as they recognized the familiar dark blue eyes.

The same blue eyes like my mate.

"Holy shit! I'm sorry!" I panicked as my father-in-law firmly had me caged against the wall. For an old man, he sure had a whole lot of strength hidden within him. His eyes were popped wide open, revealing little red veins in the white in his eyes.

"I knew I would find you," He gritted his teeth, "Your stinky stench is everywhere," He pulled me up from the ground.

He threw a punch to my stomach.

"Simon!" Jezebel sprinted towards us and threw a punch at the old man.

He fell back and groaned as his back slammed on the concrete floor. I crouched down holding my stomach as I winced in pain. The freaking old man was lucky I couldn't beat his ass up. As much as I wanted to strangle him in my hands, I chickened out.

How could I do it to my father-in-law? Not only because of that, he is a powerful alpha man that could ruin my whole reputation with just one snap of his fingers.

"Dammit! You had to be defended by one of your side chicks," The old man sat up. He gelled back his graying hair and growled as Jezebel and her father loomed over him.

"How cute," Jezebel's father chuckled and pulled the old man up by his arm. "Family reunion I see. Take this mutt back to its place. The fucking creature has its own plans." 

"I don't want him back though!" The old man spat. "I want to get rid of him literally."

I was still crouched as the old man stood in front of me. His pure white suit was burning my eyes with all of its pureness. 

"Remember what I told you before I left my daughter that day in the alter?" He popped his knuckles.

Jezebel and her father stood back giving me quizzical looks.

Flashback of that day crossed by in a blur. It was so long ago but it was still there. His words echoed in my ears like if it was only just yesterday. 

"If you ever break my precious daughter in anyway, I will hunt you down wherever the hell you are and kill you in front of your future children. Your life is in my hands. Alpha or not, I will kill you..."

Carlson White was capable of many things. That day he threatened me with a cover of a grin. I signed a contract without reading the little words at the bottom and sold myself to the devil. He loved his daughter more than his own life. He loved her so much, he was willing to kill the dead over and over.

I gulped.

I haven't been a very faithful husband and even before that. It was not my fault I got mated to someone so boring. She was hot for some things but being my wife and all, she sucked at it. I only married her for convenience. Not love. I looked up at the old man Carlson and started to laugh. I wanted a woman not a daddy's little girl who can't fend for herself.

"Why the hell you laughing you-"

"Come and get me pops!" I challenged him. I slowly got up, holding my stomach. The pain was slowly going away as I finally stood face to face with him. "I dare you to kill me in front of my kids. Lets see if you have the balls to do it."

"How dare you-"

"DO IT!" 

Jezebel quickly got in between us before I could shred the old man myself.

The man had powers alright, powers to order. All the dirty works he wants to be done, he makes others do it for him. His people get their hands bloody while his white suit that he always wear, remains pure like a dove's feather.

"I hate you!" He stomped his foot and started to bang on the brick wall I was against on. I quickly ducked from his fist as he started to yell incoherent words while yelling. I moved out of the way as he started to kick and punch the wall like if it was some sort of dummy. 

"Your in-law sure has some serious anger management going on," Jezebel mumbled beside me. "Even worse than you."

"Dammit! I chipped a nail!" Carlson started to jump around.

"Help me," I silently mouthed at the two vampires.

"Father?" Jezebel begged at her father with her purple eyes. Her father's purple eyes matched with hers as they softened.

"Fine unless this mutt obeys every word I say," He looked up at me.

I never take orders from anyone if the person is not me. I looked back at Carlson who started to claw on the brick wall. It was him or Carlson.

"Very well then," I crossed my arms over my chest, "Just as long as you stop calling me mutt."

"I'll think about it," Jezebel's father gave a low chuckle.

We slowly started to walk away backwards to the car as Carlson kept on with his tantrum. Brittany was so like her father. It bothered me to the core. I got in the back with Jezebel and glanced back at the crazy old man. He may have found me but he was no threat at all. For now...once he gets his men informed about me, I will surely be dead meat. Carlson finally looked up from what he was doing and let out a loud gasp.

"You're going to pay Hawthorn! Wait until I get my monkeys to get you!" He fisted his hand in the air as the car drove off, leaving him in the dust.

"Monkeys? Do they even exist?" Jezebel had a baffled look on her face.

I laughed under my breath at her comment. Apparently she doesn't know what a monkey is. Little does she know what type of monkeys Carlson was talking about. Monkeys are what Carlson call his exterminators he has for mens. I've been through worse though. Carlson's threat was the least I had in my mind.

I have a pack to find.

"Come and get me grandpa."

*****

Her eyes...I miss those light brown eyes.

Her lips...those bright pink lips I want to bite into.

Her hair...soft brown hair I wish I could tangle it in my hands. 

Angie throughout the day reflected wherever I set my eyes on. The snow was slowly melting in the distance as patches of green grass was revealing itself. The end of winter was slowly coming to its end. The more I thought of Angie, the more I loved winter. Winter was bare, cold, and lonely, but when I look at the melting snow below, I see something else.

Life.

Love.

Want.

Change...

I wanted all of those.

The car came to its stop as a small shop came into view. Jezebel's father got out of the car and opened the door for Jezebel and me. I slowly stepped out of the car and went stiff at the realization of the place Jezebel's father brought us to.

"To be a man you got to look like one," he smirked. "You got to convince people how strong you are and what you are capable of. Are you ready to leave your mutt days behind?" He crossed his arms over his chest.

"Umm...define to be a man for me," I gulped.

Jezebel's father chuckled and opened the door to a tattoo shop. A little bell rung as the door closed behind us. 

"Nicky!" A buff bald man covered in ink greeted Jezebels' father.

Nicky? Not a type of name I would imagine a vampire like Jezebel's father to have.

"Alan, nice to see you too, you mind doing a little favor for me?"

"Of course Nicky. Anything for you. What would you like to have today? Dragon back tattoo? Guns and Roses on your ankle? Or let me guess, you want me to finish those fancy words on your knuckles?" Alan got a pair of shades from his back pocket and placed it over his eyes with a casual smirk. 

"They all sound good but it's not for me," Jezebel's father turned back to look at me with a mischievous smirk.

"Ooo a son-in-law," Alan slapped Nicky's back. "Congrats man."

"What? Oh hell no! This is just a "friend" that we are helping." Nicky waved his hands in front of him.

Gee...what's wrong with me? I clearly heard those invisible quotation marks.

"Very well then I think I have the perfect designs for him," Alan lead me to the back of the shop to a recliner seat. I sat down and nervously looked at the place around me. Different types of hooks and needles hung on the walls and pictures of woman and men displaying their bodies with different tattoo designs covered the room.

"Um about the tattoos," I went, "Will it...hurt?" I mentally cringed at my own stupid question.

"Hurt?" Alan let out a hearty laugh. "This won't hurt one bit." He grinned showing me the tattoo needle-like-pen.

It just got much worse...