Diary of a Reformed Mean Girl (Reformed Series Book 1)

by CY Jones

  “Is that the Wolfhaven girl?” Another guy gasps.

  "Dude, are you crazy? That’s a True Alpha’s daughter. What happened to gangbanging the halfbreed sluts you usually bring to these parties?” The guy with his dick in his hand asks.

  “She is a slut. You should have seen the way she was all over us on the dance floor. If she does remember anything, no one will believe her,” Karter says, pushing me further in the room. I realise now that I was set up. That Karter was waiting for me to get drunk so he could take advantage of me, and make it so that he had plenty of witnesses if it ever came to his word against mine. I need to get out of here. Nothing good is going to happen in this hidden room. I try to break Karter’s hold, but it’s like my limbs no longer belong to me, and they were waiting on the command from their new master.

  “I don’t know,” another guy says skeptically.

  “If you’re so worried about it, Jacob, then you can work the camera and watch,” Joey growls.

  Camera? What the fuck did I get myself into? Again I try to break out of Karter’s thrall to no avail. I could feel my power burning off the alcohol inside me, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I could pull my shield in my head back up and break through. I just needed a little more time.

  “We don’t have a lot of time. If you want to be pussies then you can sit back and be spectators, but I’m sure as fuck going to sink my dick all in her cunt and see if she’s as good of a fuck as everyone says,” Karter states. At his crude words, the arguing in the room stops as the guys start to eye my body with lusty gazes. Turning to me, Karter runs his finger softly down my cheek, and looks deep in my eyes, trapping me with his gaze. “Now, little wolf, you’re going to stand on that table over there and strip all your clothes off in a sexy little dance until you’re in nothing but your heels.”

  My body jerks as I try to fight his command, and I growl in pain as I try throwing my shield back up to cut off the link, but it feels like I’m trying to rip my brain out of my head, and I almost pass out.

  “Stop fighting, and do what I asked,” Karter pushes the command in my head harder, and I comply, walking over to the table like a robot and stand on top of it. Six pairs of eyes stare at me with lust in their gazes, as one hazel pair looks on smugly. When the music starts, I move my body touching myself all over in an erotic dance like I’m alone on the dance floor. Moving my arms high up in the air I twirl and rotate them, and then slowly move them downward until I get to the zipper of my top and pull it down until my tits spring free fully exposed. Just as slowly, I pull my top all the way off and toss it on the floor.

  “Fuck, she has a nice rack,” someone groans.

  “I can’t wait to slide my dick in between her fat tits and come all over them,” another says, getting murmurs of agreement.

  Moving my hands lower, I shimmy out my skirt, slowly wiggling my ass, and kick it off to the side until I’m standing in nothing but my tiny red lace panties and heels.

  “Damn, do all black girls have phat asses?” Joey groans appreciatively as he stares at my backside like he’s in a trace.

  Walking up to the table and undoing his button on his jeans at the same time, Karter says, “get on your knees, and come to the edge of the table.”

  Unable to break through his command, I do as he says and lower myself to my knees until I’m level with his crotch. Hooking his fingers on his jeans and briefs, Karter lowers them until they fall to the floor and his cock springs free hard and ready. He was huge, and I wanted to turn tail and run for cover.

  “I don’t think I need to tell you what to do when you have a hard cock in your face, little wolf,” he practically growls, and I nod, opening my mouth. Right before he pushes himself in, he turns to one of his friends that I’m just noticing was holding a handheld video camera, filming me. “Make sure you get a close up of this, Kassie said she wants her good and humiliated. I’m going to fuck her face and shoot my load all over it.”

  Kassie? I should have known I had that bitch to thank for this current hell I’m in. As soon as I get away, I’m hunting that cow down and ripping out her throat out. No one deserves to be filmed while being touched against their will. I’m a virgin and I’m going to lose my virginity to rape. A tear slips past my defenses and Joey, the turd, laughs at the sight.

  “Look Karter, you made the little slut cry,” he says laughing harder. His eyes are cruel, and I knew he would not be gentle once he gets his hands on me. In fact, he looked like he was more than enjoying this, while the others were starting to look uncomfortable.

  “Dude, she has mating marks all over her body. What if someone comes?” The guy with camera questions.

  “The room is hidden with a powerful glamour, now stop being a pussy or get out,” Joey yells.

  Ignoring the others, Karter looks down at me as he comes closer until his hard cock brushes my lips. “Open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out,” he commands, and I do as he asks.

  Taking his hard cock in his hand Karter strokes himself in front of me with a smug look on his face. I don’t know how Kassie got him to do this. It must not have been hard, he seemed so satisfied with himself. When he stops, he tightly fists his cock at the base, and slaps my tongue with it like a club, making the guys groan. The room is filled with the slapping noise of his cock hitting my tongue, as well as the sounds from the porno playing in the background making whatever objections his friends had before quickly disappear and forgotten. Stopping his assault on my tongue he pinches my nipple hard, and I cry out in pain, which he uses as an opportunity to shove himself in my mouth with a loud groan. Pulling out, he thrusts in deeper until I’m choking on his cock.

  “Fuck,” he growls, applying pressure on the back of my head pushing me further down his length until he’s cutting off my air.

  Not content to just watch, I start to feel many pairs of hands touching and groping at my body. Someone, probably Joey, slaps my ass with a loud slap, and I scream around Karter’s cock. Someone else pinches my nipple until a loud crashing noise makes everyone jump back. Pulling out my mouth, Karter pushes me away hard enough that I almost fall to the floor.

  “You’re dead,” a familiar voice roars, and my eyes lock onto an all too familiar set of grey blue eyes.

  I’ve seen Ethan mad, but nothing like this. Pure murder is in his eyes, and I would feel sorry for the objects of his wrath if they weren’t sick pieces of shit who wanted to gangbang and rape me. Like a blur, he rips through the room baring his fists with Mekka and Logan close behind. Running up to me, April pulls me to her, and as soon as her familiar scent hits my nose, I can’t help the tears as I cry into her shoulder. Finally, I pull out of Karter’s thrall, and without Karter’s commands telling me everything will be alright, the calm facade I had melts away like ice next to a blazing fire and something inside me breaks, and I cry harder, wailing into my frail friend.

  Faintly, I hear Logan say, “fuck dude, I think you killed him.”

  Mekka replies, “good,” with no remorse.

  “Let's get out of here,” Ethan says bending down and gathering me in his arms. My body shakes and I feel like I’m having a seizure as my convulsions start to get more violent.

  “Shhh, I got you now, you’re safe,” Ethan whispers in my ear as he gently carries me out of the room.

  Leaving out the back door we avoid everyone from the still raging party, Ethan lays me in Logan’s lap in the back of his SUV so he can drive. When the car pulls away I snuggle closely in Logan's neck breathing in his scent in. Before I pass out I say, “Kassie set me up,” and everything goes dark.

  25

  Mekka

  I’m barely keeping it together. Watching Aspen’s break down only makes me want to go back in that house and kill each and everyone we left breathing. Karter was able to get away, but not before he got a good beating from Ethan’s fist. If it weren’t for Joey casting that spell and covering the room with shadows, Karter would be dead now. As soon as April broke through the illusio
n, and I saw that asshole shoving his cock down Aspen’s throat, I didn’t care about anything else but seeing his blood splattered all over the walls. Killing Joey was only a consolation prize, one that I don’t feel sorry for one damn bit, even if his death is going to bring a whole heap of trouble on my doorstep. I killed the son of an influential mage family. It won’t take long for his coven to find out what happened, and seek retribution.

  “Where do you stay?” Ethan asks April whose sitting in the passenger seat. She keeps glancing back at Aspen in Logan’s lap every couple seconds like she’s afraid she’s going to disappear any minute now.

  “I’m not going home. I want to be here for Aspen when she wakes up,” she says, crossing her arms defiantly.

  “Shit is about to go down. You don’t want to be around us when it hits the fan. Soon it’ll be your people against ours,” Ethan says trying to reason with the girl.

  “I don’t give a fuck, I’m not leaving her,” she shouts.

  “Look, if you want to help Aspen you need to go home. You being with us will only make it worse,” I tell her. She gets quiet, and hopefully she’s thinking about what I told her.

  “More reason why you need me here. I can do a spell on Aspen and prove she was compelled. Then you can take that proof to the elders.”

  “No shit, you can do that?” I question skeptically. Cleaning stains off clothes is one thing, but tracking a compulsion is a whole other can of worms. You have to be powerful as fuck to be able to do that, and I just didn’t see that in Aspen’s pink haired friend.

  “Yes, jackass,” she says reading the skepticism on my face. “Besides being a witch, I’m also a demigod. My father is the God of Chaos.”

  “How did we not know this?” Logan asks.

  “Because you three dipshits never cared about Aspen’s friends, or her, until recently. You only cared about your revenge and making her life miserable.”

  After that, no one says anything because she’s right. I may not have participated in any of the fucked up shit the twins were doing to Aspen, but I did just stand by and did nothing to stop it, which made me just as guilty. I should have helped her instead of just getting to know her after hours like a dirty secret. I should have been there for her tonight, and took Kassie’s threat seriously. Now my mate is hurt, and I don’t know if she’ll be able to come back from this.

  Having contacted him through the wolf bond, Alpha and Aspen’s mother are waiting on us as soon as we pull up.

  “What happened?” Alpha questions as he takes in Aspen’s practically naked body huddled in Logan’s arms.

  “Your daughter is what happened,” Ethan growls, not at all caring that he’s challenging an Alpha right now. There is no hesitancy in his gaze as he looks Alpha directly in the eyes in challenge.

  “Since you're obviously distraught, I’m not going to take this as a challenge, but the next time you come at me, you better be able to back up your actions, pup, now take Aspen to her room and have her friend look after her while we discuss this in my office,” Alpha orders before grabbing on to his mate and pulling her inside.

  Ethan and I follow after them while Logan carries Aspen inside with April trailing after him. When we enter Alpha’s office I start to pace barely holding in my anger. I want to go upstairs and rip Kassie’s throat out. I don’t care she’s the Alpha’s daughter. There is no coming back from what she has done. As soon as Logan returns, I stop my pacing, and look directly at our Alpha.

  “I need you to explain what happened, and what it has to do with Kassie,” Alpha says, breaking the silence.

  Taking the lead Ethan steps forward, “Aspen went to a party at the Ravenclaw Mansion where she was compelled by a vampire into a secret room. Their intentions were to film themselves raping her in a gangbang.”

  “Oh my,” Aspen’s mother gasps.

  “Aspen is a True Alpha, how was she so easily compelled?” Alpha questions.

  “Aspen was quite intoxicated, and the vampire in question is a manipulator. With her shields down, she would not have been able to fight him off,” I explain.

  “I see,” Alpha says rubbing his chin. “And my daughter, what does she have to do with all this?”

  “Before Aspen blacked out she said that Kassie set her up, and earlier she did threaten us that something was going to happen after we told her we wanted nothing to do with her,” Logan speaks up. He’s been quiet through this whole ordeal probably trying to settle his wolf.

  “This is a serious accusation, are you sure about this?” Alpha asks.

  “Yes,” we all growl in sync.

  “I’m sure once Aspen wakes she will be able to explain further,” I tell him.

  “Did they...did they succeed in?” Aspen mother mumbles as she grasped tightly onto her mate with tears in her eyes.

  “No, we were able to get there in time,” Ethan assurses her.

  “And what happened to the ones in the room?” Alpha inquires.

  “We killed two of them, including the Ravenclaw’s son,” I answer.

  Sucking in his breath, Alpha looks over the three of us. It’s up to him to decide our fate. With our admittance we could be killed, or worse banished. I don’t care about dying, but being pulled away from my mate is something I cannot handle.

  “I take it the film has been destroyed,” Alpha voices.

  “Yes, and any footage taken on their cells,” Logan replies.

  “Then you boys have put me in a difficult situation. We don’t have any proof now, but if the tables were turned and that were my mate, I would not hesitate to rip out the throat of the ones who threatened what is mine. When the call comes I will handle it and protect my pack.”

  We all blow out a breath relieved with his decision. At least we don’t have to worry about being taken away from our pack, well at least for now. Joey was Ravenclaws only child and heir.

  "Aspen’s friend April said she can do a spell that will prove Aspen was compelled. If she can actually pull it off then that will be all the proof we need,” Ethan says.

  “Then let's hope this friend of hers is as good as she say she is,” the new Alpha mate speaks up.

  “Why don’t we retire for the night? We will not be able to get anything done until Aspen awakens,” Alpha says, rising from his seat.

  We all file out of the office, and Logan, Ethan, and myself take the stairs two at a time to Aspen’s room. Once we’re in the hall, it takes everything in me not to enter Kassie’s room and rip her out her bed. Sensing my internal battle, Ethan grabs onto me, and pulls me into Aspen’s room.

  “We need to let Alpha handle her. We’ve already put enough on the Alpha’s shoulders,” Ethan says and I nod in understanding. I’ll give in for now, but the punishment better fit the crime, or I’ll take justice in my own hands.

  Gazing over at the bed, I’m glad to see Aspen is still asleep, and she has stopped shaking. She looked peaceful, like a beautiful angel. Her friend was out beside her, but she wakes soon after we enter.

  “I don’t think she’ll wake until morning,” she says brushing a stray strand of hair from Aspen’s face.

  Right now my wolf was jealous. He didn’t want an outsider touching his mate, and as I look at Ethan and Logan, I could tell they felt the same way. Us wolves are very territorial, and the incident did nothing but push that instinct to the forefront. Since April is a witch, her senses are just as sharp as ours in a way, and she could tell her being around our mate was very uncomfortable for us right now.

  “I think I’ll go sleep in the room Aspen made out for me, and see about her in the morning,” she says sitting up. Leaving a light kiss on Aspen’s forehead she exits the room, and immediately we strip to our boxers, and lay beside out mate. It was a tight fit, but none of us could be apart from her right now. We all need to sooth our wolves, and reassure them that Aspen was alright, and safe with us in our arms. Breathing in Aspens fresh cucumber scent, it doesn’t take long for me to fall prey to the darkness.

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  Aspen

  I wake with a groan. My head was pounding, and something very warm was pinning me down. Remembering the events from last night I start to panic, thinking I dreamed of my mates saving me, when a familiar voice reaches my ears.

  “It’s ok, love, you’re safe,” Mekka coos softly as he holds me tight against his body.

  Opening my eyes wider, I take in everything. Mekka is laying next to me, the source of the warm heavy weight weighing me down, and Ethan is pressed to my back fast asleep. I don’t see Logan, but judging by the indentation in the bed he must have been laying beside his brother before he woke.

  “Are you ok?” Mekka asks.

  I hide my head in his neck as I whisper, “no.”

  I can still feel their hands all over my body, and my mouth held a bitter taste. I can remember how my throat swelled to accommodate Karter’s cock, and I wanted nothing more than to forget everything.

  “I want to bash my head against the wall until I forget,” I tell him honestly as I pull away.

  “What do you want me to do, love? I will do anything to relieve your pain.”

  Sitting up, I think about his request. My chest is still bare, but Mekka pays no mind to my tits when the sheet falls down my body exposing them to the cold air. Instead he’s looking expectantly at my face, ready to do whatever I ask of him. Palming both his cheeks in my hand, I climb over his hard body and straddle him. Despite him being concerned about my welfare, he still grows hard up under me, and I can feel his tip brushing my center with only our underclothes as a barrier.

  “I want you to make me forget,” I answer as I gaze deep into his green eyes. “I want your touch to override theirs until all I can think of is you.”

  Swallowing hard, he gazes back at me just as intensely as he tries and fail to smother a growl. “I want to, but the Alpha ordered us to not touch you until our mating ceremony.”