Page 15 of Denied By the Alphas

Up front, Tyler and Axel were discussing something related to their guard jobs while Jaxon sat next to me. His presence was nerve-wracking. I couldn’t easily forget what happened last night and the way he ate me out, but I tried to act as normal as possible.

A part of me wondered if he told Tyler and Axel what happened.

“Listen, Carmen,” Tyler glanced back at me through the rearview mirror. “I’m going to tell Henry that I’m courting you when we get there. It might give us some leverage and protect you from him.”

“What if he doesn’t care?” I asked, my voice shaky.

“Then we’ll deal with that possibility when it comes,” Tyler replied, his eyes meeting mine briefly before returning to the road.

Jaxon’s knee brushed against mine, and the forbidden contact sent butterflies through my belly. I bit my lip, staringout the window, pretending not to notice how close he was to me.

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, “You look incredible today, by the way.”

I could feel my face heating up, and I tried to take deep breaths to calm myself down. The nervousness of meeting Henry, mixed with Jaxon’s flirtatious behavior, was making it impossible to think straight.

Glancing down, I suddenly realized that my simple white dress was see-through. I groaned in horror as I noticed the outline of my thighs and white underwear clearly visible. Henry wouldn’t be able to contain himself, even though I aimed for a very simple look today. I didn’t even put on makeup.

It would be a recipe for disaster.

“What’s wrong?” Axel asked, a look of concern on his face.

“Her dress,” Jaxon chuckled, his gaze lingering on my thighs. “A wardrobe error. But I love it.”

“Is it really that bad?” Tyler asked.

“It is,” I groaned. “You can see my underwear!”

As I stewed in shame, the car suddenly swerved, and I saw Tyler driving toward a mall.

“It’s too late for that,” I cried out.

“No, it's not. He can wait; go ahead and pick another outfit,” Tyler said in a gruff voice, parking right in front of the mall doors. For a brief moment, I was touched that Tyler actually cared.

As I got out of the car, Jaxon hurried out after me, giving me his sweater to cover myself. I quickly tied it around my waist for coverage as I thanked him.

“No problem, beautiful,” Jaxon said, taking my hand as we quickly walked inside the mall. “Are you ever going to tell me why Tyler rejected you? Did you piss him off?”

I rolled my eyes. “I didn’t do a damn thing. I thoughtwe were fated mates, and I followed him to a strip club years ago with my friends. Then he rejected me. That’s all there is to it.”

“Damn, that’s all?”

“Yeah,” I said as we walked past shops. “I have no idea why he did it, but there must have been a reason.”

“He was wrong to reject you,” Jaxon said firmly, and heat rose in my cheeks. Hearing that validation from his packmate made me feel a tiny bit better about the whole situation.

We entered a store and rifled through the clothes, eventually settling on a pair of jeans, a shirt, and a black leather jacket. As we waited in line to buy the items, Jaxon grinned.

“Why are you smiling?” I asked, wondering if the colors I picked out were horrible. It was a basic outfit that I would wear to Henry’s.

“That’s a good choice of clothes. Your dress makes me want to fucking knot you.”

“Reign it in, Jaxon,” I warned playfully, but my heart raced at the thought. “It’s never happening.”

“Is that a challenge?” he asked, smirking.

“Maybe,” I replied, feeling myself getting aroused, even though I knew he was the wrong alpha for me, and I needed to avoid getting involved with him.

After purchasing the outfit,I rushed to find a fitting room, ripping off the tags. I was only wearing my underwear, and my heart raced when Jaxon slipped into the room behind me, his warmth enveloping me as I tried to focus on getting dressed.

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