Page 26 of Wicked Stranger

“You speak to her like that again, and I will knock every tooth you have down your throat.” He gave him one last push, then positioned himself next to him, which wasn’t easy to do, but he promised Zelda to let her have her time before she let Zane and Thorne loose on the bastard.

“Who are you?” His eyes were wide as he looked up at Zane, his eyes going to his scars then quickly away.

Zane leaned close and whispered with a sneer, “Your worst fucking nightmare.”

“Beverly, here is the paperwork to file for divorce. All you have to do is sign. I will sign as your witness. Nothing has been changed on what we talked about.” Beverly didn’t hesitate to sign. “I will make sure these are filed for you.”

Beverly stood and smiled at Zelda. “Thank you so much for everything.” She turned and walked in front of Jacob. “You should be ashamed for what you did to that poor girl, not to mention your ex-wife. I knew nothing about any of this, but now I do, and I have seen the proof. You best get a good lawyer because you will never see another penny from me.”

“They are lying. None of what they are saying is true. Beverly!” Jacob said in a begging tone. The older woman didn’t say another word as she walked out the door, but not before Jacob turned to his true character. “Old fucking bitch.” He yelled out just as the door shut.

Zane didn’t hold back. He punched out, hitting the asshole in the jaw knocking him to the ground. Suddenly, there was an invisible force holding him back. He growled, trying to break free.

“I am not finished, Zane,” Zelda warned, and he knew that it was her magic holding him back. With a curse, he backed off. “Good. Mac, pick him up and sit him in the chair, please, without further damage. I need him clear-headed for just a few more minutes.”

Zane’s smile was wicked as he watched the blood pour out of the man’s mouth. His panther was pacing inside his mind, wanting more blood, and so did the man.

“Can I have something to wipe the blood?” Jacob kept looking at the blood on his hand.

“No,” Zelda said, putting papers in front of him as well as a pen. “This will resolve your rights to your children and give full custody back to your ex-wife, Melinda, effective immediately.”

“I will never sign that,” Jacob said, then spat blood on the paperwork. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t make me do anything.”

“Oh, but I can, and I will,” Zelda said, her voice sickeningly sweet. With the swipe of her hand over the papers, the blood disappeared. She then twirled her finger, and his hand involuntarily lifted picking up the pen, and signed the paper. She studied the paperwork quickly, and then it disappeared from her fingers. “Okay, that’s filed. Now let me see.”

“What are you?” Jacob stared at her wide-eyed seemingly forgetting all about his bloody mouth.

Zelda looked up at him from the papers she was looking at and gave him an evil smile. “Someone you never want to fuck with, Jacob.” She laid a new set of papers down in front of him. “Nor do you ever want to fuck with my friends, which is exactly what you have done. This is the contract that you falsely had Raina sign. As of today, this is the new contract dissolving the fake one. You do not nor will you ever have one second of that girl’s life to do as you please. You will also give her every single cent back that is owed to her. Is that understood?”

“This is what this is about?” Jacob tried to stand but was stopped when Zane slammed him back into his chair. “Fuck her. She deserved everything she got. She ruined my life. You might make me sign that paper, but I will go in front of a judge and tell them exactly what you did to me. Raina is a whore, and so is that bitch Wicked.”

Zane grabbed the back of the man's head, slamming his face into the desk. His teeth bared as Thorne fought Mac to get to the bastard. Zane was about to do it again, but Zelda stopped him.

“Enough,” Zelda ordered, her eyes narrowed on Jacob, whose blood from his broken nose mixed with the blood from his mouth. Once again, she used her magic to make him sign the now clean document. “You, Jacob Livingston, are on my radar. What has transpired here is done. I will be watching your every move as well as these men, and if you make one misstep, I will risk prison to make sure you never take advantage of a woman again, and that includes your ex-wives. Do you understand me? Today, what I did was mild compared to what I am capable of.”

“Fuck you.” He hissed, blood spewing from his lips.

Zelda slammed her hands on the desk and then stood, her eyes narrowed on Jacob. “Looks like Jacob needs an education in what I am capable of.”

The room became full of static as a rainbow of color came out of Zelda’s hands. Wind began to blow, swirling around them, making it hard for even Zane to remain on the spot. Out of blackness that formed in front of them came two panthers and a wolf stalking toward a trembling Jacob. One panther walked straight up to Jacob, its mouth opened, and a sinister growl escaped its throat. The panther jerked toward Jacob, who pushed the chair back, almost falling over to get away from the beast. Zane smiled, loving every single fucking minute of the show. And then suddenly, everything stopped and disappeared.

“Let’s try this again.” Zelda bent down glaring into Jacob’s face. “Do you understand me now?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He said, his voice cracking in fear as he nodded like a bobblehead.

“That’s what I thought,” Zelda said, then smiled looking at Thorne, Zane, and Mac. “See, boys, violence isn’t always necessary.”

“I disagree with that,” Zane growled, glaring at Jacob.

“Now you may proceed,” Zelda said, sitting back down. “But no killing.”

Zane picked Jacob up by the throat, slamming him against the wall. “I am Raina’s mate.” He hissed in Jacobs’s terrified face. “If you ever try to do anything to her again, I will kill you in the most painful way and then rip you apart. Not only did Zelda ask me not to kill you, but so did Raina. This one time, you get a free pass but know if I even get a hint that you have mentioned her name, I will hunt you down.” He finished by letting out his panther’s growl as his eyes shifted to his panthers. He stayed that way long enough that Jacob cried out in fear. Tossing him to Thorne, he backed off to get his panther in check. Doing what he just did took a lot of control to not let his panther take him over completely.

Standing slightly away while Thorne had his say, Zane tried to quiet the roaring in his head. Every single instinct he possessed had him wanting to kill the son of a bitch, but out of his respect for Raina, he held those instincts at bay.

“Anything else before I send this asshole out of here?” Zelda asked, looking at each of them.

“Yeah,” Zane responded, then walked up to Jacob, once again pushing him against the wall. “Where is Raina’s artwork?”