Chapter 4 TRISTA'S HOUSE

That evening Trista was in the bathroom with Jax, batting him. Suddenly she flipped him over...

"What gender are you?" she asked, trying to check his âss but Jax screamed, his voice coming out as a terrified cat voice.

"It's okay, I just wanna see,"

"Hey, leave my âss," Jax shouted in his head as she slipping him over again.

"Leave my âss!! you're supposed to be scared of me! I'm a grown man! Hey... my âss! Damn it!! don't open... fûçk!!!!!!!!!!" Jax let out a roar that shock the walls

But she didn't even care, she simply smiled after checking him out.

"A boy," she took him off the bathtub, picking up a towel which she used to clean his wet body, when she was done she made him lay on the bed as she rushed to her drawer and pulled the hair dryer. She finished drying his fur then smiled at herself.

"What the f**k is she doing?" Jax asked himself, watching as she exit the room.

All he'd wanted was get mad in peace, he wanted to be left alone so he could let his rage out and swim in his pain till his crawl up at the corner of his room and sleep but what did he get in return? A human bathing him.

Seeing his âss, a grown man's âss.

"Momma is back," she said waving her hand in the air and nothing... absolutely nothing could have prepared Jax for what she came back with. A f**king diaper!

"My Momma will be really mad if you fûçk this house up," she said, walking closer to the bed and dropping it by the side.

She reached for him but Jax got up and jump to the table.... there is no way she's putting that diaper on him, he is a grown man.

"Oh, be a good by and come over here now," she ordered, he didn't budge so she reached for him but he shifted, jumping to her closet and she ran after him.

"Bad wolf, bad wolf get over here," she grabbed his leg just when he was about to jump again, she dropped him on the bed.

"You want people to say I'm a bad mom? You better behave or you will be disciplined," she said poked her fingers at his face, frowning.

MEANWHILE

Diana was making dinner in the kitchen when she heard the doorbell, she glanced at the door with a raised eye brow.

She didn't know anyone at least not yet, who could it be? She didn't order anything to say that it's the delivery guy so who was it?

"Trista did you order anything?" she asked in a high pitch voice

"No,"

She walked over to the door and opened it just when the person rang the doorbell again, she saw two young adults. A boy and a girl standing on her doorstep.

"Hi," the girl said softly

"Hi ma'am," the guy added, smiling and waving his hand at her.

"How may I help you?" she asked, staring at them as though her daughter had done something and they came for her.

"We are looking for our pet, small red wolf, red eyes, fluffy fur and cute, have you seen him?" Isaac asked, he sense Jax scent in this house and he was certain he was here but he can't just say it to the woman, he'd freak her out.

"Wait here," Diana went back into the house, in the next minutes she returned with Trista holding Jax, immediately they saw him, Isaac burst out laughing.

"Pampers," Isaac laughed so hard, falling on Ava but she shoved him away, her attention was focused on the way Jax rested his head on Trista's chest.

"You look cute Mr Pampers," Isaac reached forward and took Jax from Trista

He just couldn't help it, a grown man wearing pampers, the girl did him dirty.

"Thanks Ma'am,"

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NEXT DAY~ST. TIMOTHY'S HIGH SCHOOL

Diana came out of the car lastly, Trista was already far ahead with a deep frown on her face.

She's scolded her for bringing that wolf in even when she asked her to keep it outside and right now she's still mad at her for disobeying her.

"Trista!!" Diana called so she could tell her to slow down, she was walking really fast as if she knew where she was going.

"Tris..." Someone suddenly bumped into her and she staggered, staring back to see who it was but another hand shoved her out of the way as the three girls made their way into the school.

She raised her brows. Is that how they do here?

"Hey, young lady?" Dianna called.

maybe they have no idea that they'd pushed her so she wanted an apology.

"What? old slût!" the same girl who had bumped into her and also pushed her out of the way spats, chewing gum like a broadway bîtch.

Her minions stopped walking.

"You just shoved me and I want an apology," Dianna explained, as calm as she could.

The girl scoffed, staring at her disgustingly

"Go shove some dîçk into your mouth bîtch," she spats and turned to leave but an unexpected punch landed on her mouth, knocking out her front tooth.

"NOBODY TALKS TO MY MOMMA LIKE THAT!!" Trista screamed right at their faces, rage written in red all over her.

How dare she?

The whole school gasped, some students claps their hands over their mouth while some jaw dropped in shock.

She had no idea who she'd just hit. The queen of bea!

"Did you just hit her?" the other girl asked, staring unbelievable at Trista.

"You didn't hit her?" the other girl said more like a question.

Students gathered around them, watching the scene while some film it.

From a distance, the Alpha brothers was watching but Jax wasn't with them.

"Guess she's new?" Ty said, more like a question.

Fredrick nodded.

"Never seen her around, now I want her," he said cockily

"Nah, will have to take her first and when I'm done you can have her," Ty said, imagining what he will do to her.

"I don't think she will be that easy," Ryan uttered

His brother's glared at him.

"Just look at what she's doing," he added, pointing at Trista

"Nobody is hard for me, I am Alpha Ty and I get whatever I want," Ty smirked dangerously.

Fredrick smacked his arm as if getting what he meant by that and he sure did.

.

"Did you just put your hand me?" the girl (Jezebel) asked shocked to the core.

"Young lady, I think we can settle this..."

"shut up bîtch!!" Jezebel spats, glaring diggers at Dianna before shifting her gaze to Trista

"You want a fight?" Trista removed her backpack, handing it over to her mother "Momma hold my bag," she said, pushing it into Diana's hand then she removed her shoes.

This idiot still has the guts to say shît to her mother after receiving just one punch and losing a tooth, now she's going to show her why she's Trista Jacob...

"You want a fight? You will get it," she began undoing her shirt buttons "My abs are waiting for me to bêât the shît out of you," she handed her uniform to her mother, leaving her in just her singlet.

"Do you know who I am?" Jezebel couldn't believe that someone.. who the hêll was she to stand up to her? She was gonna deal with her and her bîtch of a mother. What nonsense...

"I say so you know who I am?"

"Tell that to the mortuary attendant cos they might need to identify your body when I'm done with you, You're about to be fucked, fuckery and fuckerson..