Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother novel Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Jasmine's POV

If I wasn't so scared of the fact that Hardin's eyes were glowing and his fangs were out in what he honestly believed was a smile, then I would have been fascinated by how easy it came for him.

It was no secret that for some reason, I was not capable of turning into my wolf. The highest I could summon were my claws and even that was so laughable to do when I knew that I could not transform so I didn't even bother to do that.

Nadia had always tried her possible best to not talk about shifting or anything about her werewolf in front of me even though I had told her several times that she could. I guessed that she was doing me a favour.

Because now, as Hardin's face changed and went back to normal with so much ease, I wanted to ask him to do it again so I could watch and remember that the chances that I would ever be able to do that were zero to none.

"I will not repeat myself, Jasmine." He growled and I blinked, walking back to where he was sitting and lowering myself to the ground beside me. Leaning against the truth but sitting so stiffly, if he pushed me with a finger, I would fall to the ground.

"Open it." He said, pointing to the lunch box and when I raised my eyebrows, he frowned.

"Okay, opening it." I whispered, quickly opening the box and arranging them in front of him.

"Taste it."

My eyes widened in surprise and I stretched out the fork to him.

"I'm not hungry and besides this is for you."

"Then throw it away."

I was sure that he ignored the look that I gave him because I stared at him with a look that said he must be joking.

"Throw it away, Jasmine. Choose one. You either eat this with me or you throw it away."

"Why?"

"Not that I appreciate being asked why, but what if it's poisoned? You can never be too sure these days."

"Are you insinuating that my mother tried to poison you?"

"I am not insinuating. I am saying this as fact. I see no reason why I should trust that the food is completely harmless. But if on the other hand, you were to eat it..."

"Say no more" I interrupted with a glare and took a forkful of the food, shoving it into my mouth and chewing aggressively. When I was done, I reached for the bottle of water and swallowed, then feigned a smile.

"Now that we have established that the food is not poisoned, is there anything else you would like me to do because I do not have all day and I will be taking my leave now."

I stood up with my bag pack and was walking away when he grabbed my arm and turned me to face him, his face filled with rage that made all my initial bravado disappear and be replaced with fear.

Hardin was just an intimidating person up close, I knew it was the wrong thing to do when I stood up to leave. It seemed like I was always forgetting just how far Hardin would go to punish me when he was upset.

"Do you have a death wish, Scott? Or do you like being punished by me? Is that it? Want me to bend you over and fuck you right now? Is that what you're fishing for? A spanking?"

He grabbed my throat and pulled me even closer and I gasped, my eyes welling with tears as he waited for a response.

"No. Please, let me go." I whispered and he smirked.

"Not so mouthy now, are you?" He answered and I opened my mouth to reply and beg for him to let me go when my eyes fell on something on the tree branch, moving towards us.

A snake.

I was so terrified of snakes, it could literally make me pass out. I had found out for the very first time when I was ten and had the unfortunate luck of meeting one when I went on a picnic with my mother.

I had fainted and woken up in the hospital from the shock.

Tapping on Hardin's hands frantically, I started to hyperventilate

"Please, Hardin, let me go. Please."

"And what if I don't?"