Adam (The Protectors #5)(50)



“Don’t f*ck with me.” Alice leaned closer, her words hissed for him alone.

“I don’t take sloppy seconds, bitch, so no worries there,” Jax hissed back. “And from what I’ve heard, every Warrior’s dick has been down that throat. How does politician dick compare to Warrior dick?” This he said loud enough for the Mayor to hear.

“Alice?” The Mayor looked back and forth between the two.

The look Alice tossed Jax should have worried him, but it didn’t. She threw her head into her hands crying as if her heart had been broken. “How can you let this man talk to me that way?” she said between sobs. “Oh, my God. No one has ever been so cruel, and for you to even think what he says is true. I love you, Tom, more than my own life.”

Jax cocked his eyebrow watching the show. Hell, even if he was the dumbest son of a bitch on the planet, he never would have believed this fake-ass act. Obviously, the Mayor was the dumbest son-of-a-bitch on the planet because he ran to her side. Jax edged toward the desk, his eyes scanning anything that could tell him the location of the camps. A paper with what looked like a golden seal caught his attention and there it was. He memorized it and then looked away.

“I love you, Alice, you know that. I could have never gotten here if it weren’t for you.” He took Alice in his arms. “Please stop crying.”

Alice sniffed, her cries loud, but as she looked up at Jax from over the Mayor’s shoulder, her face was nothing but evil. “I’m just so upset.” Her voice came out as a heartbroken woman, but her face stayed emotionless. Then she mouthed at Jax, ‘You will pay.’

“Looking forward to it!” Jax didn’t mouth the words, but said them out loud, surprising her. “Now, if you can find your balls for a second, Mayor, I would like a copy of the order for obtaining and retaining half-breeds.”

The Mayor pulled away from Alice, helping her over to a small couch in his office. “Wait here, dear, while I finish business.” The Mayor turned, his eyes narrowed. “I do not have to give you anything.”

Jax took out of his phone. “I’ll just call the Warriors and they can all fill this office until you find the right one to give it to, because one way or another, we are getting a copy of this order.”

“You don’t believe me? You just can’t take my word that there is an order for the capture of all half-breeds?” The Mayor stood tall, trying his best to look intimidating, but he was failing miserably.

“Capture, hmmm, now there’s a new word that I’m sure you haven’t used in public for this service you’re doing for the human race. And unfortunately, I do believe you.” When the Mayor looked up at him surprised, Jax just shrugged. “You’re too stupid to lie, but I want that order in my hand.”

“Get out!” the Mayor bellowed, the door opened and a uniformed police officer stood in the entrance.

“Not without documentation.” Jax held up his phone. “One text and this room will be filled with fifty-plus Warriors.”

The Mayor’s face turned bright red with rage. Turning, he rummaged through his desk, papers hitting the floor, the phone tipping over; the buzz of the dial tone filled the office. Fumbling with a paper, he looked it over with narrowed eyes before handing it to Jax. “Now get out.”

Jax didn’t budge. He read over the paper shaking his head as his golden eyes darkened. His eyes rose to meet Alice who he knew was behind this whole thing. That was an absolute truth. “Congratulations, you’ve just sealed the fate of every human.”

Alice didn’t say a word, just stared at him through narrowed eyes, her fake tears gone, and in place, a satisfaction that made him sick.

“This has nothing to do with humans.” The Mayor’s voice shook with anger.

Jax sighed, glancing at the clueless Mayor. “With this paper, you have set forward something we have tried for thousands of years to prevent.” Jax looked back at Alice. “And all because of a whore’s vindictiveness you have set in motion a war that humans will lose. Don’t call us for protection, Mr. Mayor, because in all likelihood, it will be us coming after you.”

Jax walked out the door, out of the office and into the hot sunshine. He hit a key on his phone and waited for Sloan to answer while he looked at the unknowing humans walking around. “Goddammit!” Jax hissed as he slid onto his bike.

“I take it the meeting didn’t go well,” Sloan said through the phone.

“You got that right.” Jax shifted himself on the seat kicking up his stand. “Have everyone meet at this address, and I do mean everyone, their mates or whatever included. It’s about to get real ugly, real fast.”

Chapter 19

Adam was the first into the compound. He knew that all the women would be together in the games room waiting for their men to come home, but he headed toward his room anxious to get to Angelina. As he passed the games room, he heard her voice; he could pick her voice out of thousands. Stopping, he peered into the room and saw her, sitting in the middle of the floor, playing with Daniel who was growing like a weed and trying to stand. Angelina was like a guardian angel watching over him so he wouldn’t fall.

As the Warriors made their way toward their mates and Duncan picked up Daniel, Angelina searched and finally found him. With a smile, she headed toward him, and without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around him tightly. “Glad you’re back.”

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