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Alexis P.O.V

Two weeks later

"Alexis! Where are you?! You better run !! When I find you I'm gonna ..." He let the threat drag on.

I was so dead.

"Catch me if you can!"

Running around the finally redone house I searched for a hiding spot. The kitchen was a definite no. Couldn't go to my room because that would mean running toward Payne because if I was correct he should be coming down the stairs right about-

"Alexis!"

-now

I ran to the first door down the hallway. Getting into the room I slammed the door shut and locked it.

"You run too fast! It's not fair! My feet are short!" My laughter together with my loud breaths echoed around the room I was in and I could hear my pounding heartbeat.

This was fun.

For the past two weeks Payne and I surprisingly have been on very good terms. Meals together each day sometimes at the pack house or in between I'd cook followed by cute couple activities -which I'd never think he'd be up to but still come up with -like watching movies together, (sometimes horrors which freaked me out on another level) and going on strolls around the estate. We talked a lot and Payne seemed pretty comfortable talking to me about anything now. Occasionally I'd ask him how he felt and what he was really thinking and today I was proud to say we were making a lot of progress.

But now, I know he was going to be extremely pissed.

Loud knocking on the door had me jumping back a bit in a fit of laughter and I checked to make sure the door was still locked.

"Alexis, open the door!"

"Never!" I shoved me tongue out at the door.

A loud sigh was heard. Then the soft knock as he pressed his head against the door.

"Alexis, baby, open the door. I just want to talk to you. I miss seeing you."

I snorted. "I'm not falling for that."

"Open the door Alexis."

"Or what? Are you going to huff and puff and blow the door down?" I couldn't help my laughter at my own joke. He didn't laugh.

"Open. The. Door. I'm not afraid to break it down."

"Do it then."

*Bang!*

Payne literally kicked the door and his foot came straight through. His arms came through the hole he'd made and broke off the extra pieces of the wooden make and he climbed through like the scary, tall, giant he was.

I had to cover my mouth with my hands to suppress my laughter.

Payne doesn't bluff.

Backing up into the room I was in only now I noticed the dark green walls around us.

Taking quick steps back I hit the back of my knee on something hard and went down.

The next loud thud was me falling to the ground.

Then Payne's laughter above me.

"Stop it!" I croaked out trying to rub the back of my head with my hand.

"Why did you do that?" He growled lowly at me. I couldn't tell if he was serious or if he was playing anymore but that tone sent shivers through me.

"Alexis." He ground out.

I felt helpless on the ground.

This was the absolutely worst position for us to be in when I wanted to run away from him.

Congrats Alexis you just fell like the dumb girl who dies first in the horror movie who trips over some imaginary object just as the killer approaches.

Well, at least I think I actually did trip on something.

There was a dark wooden desk to my right and taking a good look at it and inspecting the pain emiting from the back of my knee but mostly on my hip where I must have bounced into the desk I put two and two together.

"Payne." I mocked his grumpy voice and raised unto my elbows whilst on the ground.

Stooping to his knees he got us eye level and I burst out laughing.

I couldn't help it.

Last night while watching paranormal activity or whatever that horror movie was with the cameras and stuff Payne had laughed at how scared I'd gotten and had the nerve to call me a pūssy.

I called him a d!ck and expressed my point by literally drawing one on his cheek.

I also might have written my name on his V-line in sharpie but I'm sure he was more pissed by the d!ck on his face.

"This isn't funny!" He whined and passed his hand over the d!ck drawn on his cheek. I almost felt bad.

"Payne, I love you but that's hilarious" I burst out laughing. My eyes were watering from the amount of laughter.

I'd taken a picture of Payne's face and sent it to Payge. I hadn't gotten a reply but I knew she probably had her reasons. I hadn't heard from her since she called me and told me that she'd reached up to the mountains. Maybe she'd made it an item on her relaxation list to turn off her phone for a bit.

Weird, since I'd told her I'd be calling to check up but I knew she could take care of herself. Nothing was wrong.

"I'm going to make you pay for that." Payne dropped onto his knees and hovered over my lying form.

I gulped. He smelled so good.

And after sleeping shirtless and in nothing but his boxer briefs a girl could appreciate the sight.

Leaning his head down into the crook of my neck next to my mark his lips hovered over the spot causing a burning sensation to emit from the spot. Aching the final contact.

I was ashamed of the groan of displeasure that came out of my mouth.

He moved his lips away and to my ears and said, "I like your name down there. It puts my other tattoos to shame. Maybe I should get it done there. What do you think?"

His voice was low and husky and did dangerous things to my core but I had to ignore it. My vagina was weak. Giving up so easily. This was war.

"I think you should get the d!ck done too. It suits you."

Payne nipped at my ear then pulled back slowly. Dragging his tongue down my throat I sighed at his touch but wanted to resist.

"Is this whole d!ck thing a fascination of yours? Or are you trying to give me a hint to something?" I felt my face heat up in embarrassment. Payne and
I had, had sex two days ago but it felt like forever. I wanted him yes but I mostly enjoyed my prank because I was feeling badâss for once.

Payne lowered his body onto mine and the fact that I was currently wearing only one of his t-shirts and he was only in his boxers didn't help when he pressed his err3ction onto me.

I almost gave in. Almost.

"I think you're the one wanting a hint. I was simply helping out my implication that you are a d!ck by a visual display."

Payne grinned down at me. Then his eyes trailed lower. To my n!pples that were currently hard buds looking for attention.

"Oh really?"

I let out a defeated sigh.

Payne's grin turned devious and filled with mischief.

"Your words not mine."

Payne got off of me and was on his feet and almost out the door in a second.

"Hey wait!" I groaned getting to my feet. Ignoring the slight discomfort in my hip.

After a recent visit with the doctor I've learnt that my slow healing was a result of my prematureness. He gave me a prescription of drugs that were supposed to help strengthen me and help with my healing and I took two a day.

"Hmm?"

As I got to my feet for the first time since I entered the room I took a look around.

And gasped. Then nearly vomited.

"What the hell!" I managed but had to turn away or else whatever undigested food from dinner last night was about to come up.

Payne turned and looked toward what I was pointing at.

"What? ah, fùck." He grew in alarm for a second but then instantly relaxed. Passing a hand over his eyes he let out a breath. "That's my father's head."

"You're kidding me right?" I said without turning back to the head in the glass container sitting opposite his desk on a table across the room.

The face was exactly like the image of Payne's father when I'd gone in his head. The long, jagged scar running down his cheek and his mouth was slightly open.

His eyes were shut but I had high bets that they'd probably had to close it themselves and the slit from where his neck and colar bone was supposed to meet separating head from body was jagged and ugly just like the mark running down his face.

There was a clear liquid in the container preserving the head and you'd think that maybe after years they'd probably throw it out, this was terrifying.

It was good to see that Payne for once was uncomfortable with the situation we were in because I'd just met my father in law in the worst possible way.

"I'm sorry you had to see this. I haven't been in here since we got back. I would have gotten rid of it if I knew you'd react like this." He ran his hand through his hair.

Taking another look at the head a shiver ran through my body. This was the monster that tortured and made my mate so cold.

I didn't feel bad for his death. I felt glad for it. The sick bastard had to go.

"Payne no, you can keep it. I understand that a reminder that he's dead is important to you. Its okay."I closed my eyes steadying my breath and nodded.

I'm good.

"No, Alexis no." Payne walked toward me and lifted my chin up so he'd be able to look me in the face properly. "I couldn't sleep because of him, I had nightmares constantly and I think it was because I had nothing else to think about that my mind naturally let him get to me. I have you to think about now, seeing his head doesn't matter to me anymore." Placing a soft kiss on my lips I felt my heart flutter in my chest.

This was a side of Payne that had me speechless. Payne was different now and everything that he did was surprising and new but I knew he was trying and one thing Payne didn't do was lie to me.

Payne released himself from our embrace and walked over to the jar with the head in it.

Getting a proper hold of it he stared at it for a second.

"I don't need reassurance from this anymore. He's dead. It doesn't matter."

Payne walked out of the room with the jar in his hands and a few minutes later he came back.

There was a glow to his eyes that made me want to melt under his stare. When we'd first met Payne had a dark ghostly mist that seemed to lie behind his eyes. Now, it was like the mist had moved away. Leaving behind pale, silver eyes.

Payne walked up to me with a smile on his lips and I reached up for him.
Taking his face in my hands.

I was sitting on top of his desk and as he stood before me he looked even taller.

I took a good look at him.

His dark, wavy hair that was either messy and out of place or to the side with a slight bang.

His beautiful silver eyes.

His light pink lips that was the right size for his face. That fixed jawline.

He always wore black against his natural golden skin but shirtless, the only thing black on him was his boxer briefs, his chest was revealed to me.

I traced my fingers over the scars that I saw under his many tattoos. I saw straight through them. Straight through his cold exterior.

"I see them." I mumbled under my breath. His head bowed as he watched me trace the covered scars that ran down his chest.

"How?"

"I once had a dream about you and in the dream I could see them, they stood out to me behind the black lines." I traced the mark all the way down to his waist them brought my hand back up to rest of his chest.
"I saw the real you through the darkness, I guess that's why I never truly gave up or left when I could have."

Payne's hand clasped mine on his chest.

"I'm glad you didn't and I'm grateful that you stuck with me after everything I put you through, it mustn't have been easy."

I smiled up at him. "It wasn't. You're a d!ck." I poked the drawing on his cheek and he grinned at me and shook his head. "But I love you."

Payne pressed his forehead against mine and let out a sigh. "I might not know how to express everything I feel, or even understand it but I feel a lot for you and I know for a fact that I do love you Alexis. You're my mate, the only person to make me genuinely smile, feel the way I do and you're the person that has ruined and fixed me. I'm glad you've come into my life, I just hope you're prepared to never leave it."

"I'll never leave you Payne."

"I'll never let you leave me." He countered and I rolled my eyes.

"D!ck."

He smirked at me for that.

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This is the last chapter here. There will be an epilogue.
And it will be long....

I hope you guys like where this ended. I hope I met your expectations with this book and to everyone that wants to know what happened with her parents... She disowned them just as they disowned her so there was no need to include them in anything because they were nothing to her.

Check out Vincent's Due.
(Payge's book) and enjoy the journey of another Vincent member as they struggle to find love.

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