Drake’s POV
“Shit. Shit. Drake, don’t tell me you killed someone out there.”
“I did, Simon,” I said, “because I had to. That piece of shit wanted to get my girl killed.”
“Huh?” Simon scoffed. “You mean the girl that rejected you, Alpha?” he asked. I had never seen Simon this pissed. He had never raised his voice at me like he did this evening.
“You don’t know that. Besides, she doesn’t know me yet either.”
“C’mon Alpha, you know these humans have no idea about the existence of our kind. How exactly can this be explained to the cops? I mean when they find out that some kind of beastly creature mopped a high school student to death in a public toilet without anyone noticing when the creature came through, does it make any sense?” Simon asked, his voice almost cracking the walls of my sitting room. Funny. Well, not funny. I did understand that and that was why I hadn’t gotten angry with him for talking to me that way. The normal me would have reacted. I would have shunned him but here Simon’s point was valid.
“It doesn’t.”
“Then why did you do it?”
“Because I have to. Because someone was about to die if I didn’t intervene, Sim,” I said. I leaned closer to Simon and kept my right hand on his shoulder. “You don’t need to worry, alright? Trust me, the cops would find a good story to tell. They are good at that especially when it comes to a case where they can’t probably put together the piece of evidence at their disposal.”
Of course, Simon had to understand. He was my beta and I was the alpha of the blood moon pack. I wouldn’t say I ran the biggest packhouse in town but I have done my best to set it up to myself and my taste. But we were feared, and respected because we had one of the most successive kills and we had zero tolerance for rogues. Our reputation spoke well for us and it was what led me to Lucas. I had met Alpha Lucas in a meeting I attended one summer- Alpha’s convention. Lucas had approached me to cut a deal with him. At first, it was a surprise to me. Why would that rich Alpha approach a young Alpha like me for protection? He had asked me to protect his daughter for him. He had asked me to be her daughter’s eyes and he also told me that he was ready to offer her daughter to me as my mate immediately she became an adult. As someone who had one of the biggest packhouses in town and a tycoon a businessman, he feared that his unseen enemies would be targeting him, and if they didn’t or couldn’t get to him, the next option was to get to him through his only surviving child. Of course, I was aware that Thelma had already turned eighteen but I just didn’t want to disturb her yet. I had initially given Simon the order to follow her discreetly everywhere she goes. That way, I would be able to keep track of her movements. I had been able to gather information though not enough about her and the type of person she was. From the little finding, Simon had gathered so far, it appeared that she didn’t take kindly her father’s words. And probably since she was the only daughter, her father didn’t force her to do things she wouldn’t normally do, I guessed.
“I hope so, Alpha,” Simon said. “Because if they don’t, then there are two things that could happen.”
“And what are they?” I asked, curious.
“The police might dig in their noses deeper and deeper. And the closest person to the findings would be your goddamn alleged mate.”
“Don’t call her that,” I warned. Simon ignored me like he didn’t even hear what I said to him.
“And when they get to her and maybe, just maybe they couldn’t get what fits their narrative,” he said and continued, “then we might come into play. It isn’t part of my birth plan to be under the police net for any reason. Be it for investigations, or arrest. I hate the police station just as much I hate going to the hospital.”
“What is done is done,” I said and turned around. I flipped my head around nervously. Maybe I didn’t want Simon to see that he had somehow managed to get me freaked out. “The situation could be managed, Simon. I do understand your position here however, there is nothing any of us can do at this point to reduce the colour of the problem.”
I heard Simon let out a squeak. “With all due respect, you are wrong, Alpha.”
I turned and looked back at him. Simon had the face of someone who didn’t have much time for jokes. He had a rich black hairy face over white skin. I mean, he had pretty whiskers that somewhat covered some upper part of his lips. He might be on the same height as me, over 6 feet something two and a half. He had long legs but it didn’t in any way make him any less slow- turned or unturned. But this didn’t stop me from growling at him when I am pissed because I rarely take shit from anyone.
I frowned. “And what could be the solution?” I asked.
“Well, if you ask me I would say we eh. . .”
I wasn’t patient enough for the elastic words. “We what?” I asked impatiently.
“Okay, Alpha. Look at it this way, the police would start their investigation right from the home of the murdered girl. And it was the girl, Thelma, that visited the deceased and asked her to come with her. Now, the investigation would somehow get to Thelma and she might as well be arrested.”
“So?” I said. “What’s your point?”
“Thelma is the only one alive who saw you. So my point is that we get her off from the picture entirely.”
“Get her off from the picture? And what is that supposed to mean?” I asked. I think I did understand him but I just didn’t want to make any assumptions yet.
Simon breathed. “We kill her Alpha,” he said. “Doing it that way would guarantee everyone’s safety including yours.”
Anger from nowhere flew in like an inferno right inside my head. It blurred my vision for a second and then cleared. I opened my eyes and looked at my beta still standing without realizing that he had gotten me angry. A fit of anger that might make me go beyond control. Simon might think that Thelma was just like other pussies I had clutched in the packhouse so maybe he thought she was dispensable. But no, she wasn’t. Ever since history- my history, I had never seen someone who I had accepted like I had accepted Thelma. My heart would beat unacceptably any time I was close to her. I later found out that she was more than just a girl or a woman who was offered to me in an exchange for protection. I found out that she was more than those crazy bitchies I had met in the house. I found out that she was my mate too. My wolf told me immediately to turn and jump at Simon. Of course, I was the Alpha, no one in the packhouse should have the right to challenge me whatsoever. But I managed to suppress the anger. As much as I would want to react, I had to also take into consideration that Simon had continued to give me both in the past and in the future good advice. I closed my eyes and clenched my hands into a fist before I finally let go.
“Listen and listen carefully, Simon,” I said and eyed him wearily. “Any day that I get news about you touching that girl or even removing a strand from her hair, I wouldn’t just hurt you. No. I would hurt the things that you care about. Everyone and anyone in your circle will witness the wrath of my anger. Believe me, it wouldn’t look so good.”
Simon bowed his head apologetically. “I am sorry, Alpha,” he said. “I am so sorry. I was just being-”
“Stupid, Yes,” I said. I knew he wanted to say ‘careful’ but I didn’t allow him. “And ill-advised too. You are forgetting your place here, that I see.”
“I am not, Alpha. Please do find it in your heart to forgive me.”
I wasn’t a do-now-and-think-later kind of guy. Of course, I am 26 and I should hell as known that I was responsible for my actions. If it was up to my wolf, he would have killed Simon that instant but I had the discipline and I could most times handle myself comfortably. I had to let him go. “On your way out, call Bridget for me. Tell her that I would be waiting for her in my room. She should hurry.”
He nodded and left. I moved straight to my room. I hadn’t been able to shrug off the threats Simon made against my mate. I only believed that instant that putting my rod into Bridget’s mouth would calm my nerves, would make me less angry. I went to my bed, but before I sat down, I removed my black jeans trousers, my cap, and my black polo. I waited for Bridget on the bed. I waited but it didn’t seem like she was coming in any time sooner than I wanted. I tried to find a solution for myself. I lay on my back and slid my hand into my short boxers. I began to caress my dick right on the tip to wake up the sleeping monster. If I hadn’t been angered already, maybe it would have taken me just a minute to get my cock up and running but it took more than that today. It took me what I think would be more than five minutes to get my boy awoken. I became so hard that it wasn’t able to fit in right inside. I slid it out and then began to stroke hard. I closed my eyes, trying to enjoy the moment, trying to get a sweet picture of me in a fairyland but it never came. Maybe I wasn’t doing a good job, I thought. I continued stroking harder with my right while I began to fumble my balls softly with my left. Grunting, my lips parted emotionally as I continued to pleasure myself. It wasn’t until the picture of Thelma flew in right inside my brain that my body began to shake. I pictured myself fucking her right inside my room. I felt the hair on my neck rise, my nerves burning with a tingling sensation. Then, I busted out releasing on my bed, my mouth opened wide to ease the pressure and let in some air. I let myself relax fully on my pillow, my dick resting on my lap. My breath changed and became faster, deeper. I tried to manage it, tried to control it. I closed my eyes too and spread my hands wide on the bed. But then, I heard a noise. I looked out and saw my door slowly opening. I had no idea I had just taken the risk of satisfying myself while my door was opened all the while. Stupid. There was no time to wear my clothes so I had to quickly grab the white bed sheet to cover my dick- at least to make it less embarrassing. As the door opened, Bridget walked in, cat walking naked toward me. She had managed to pack her long blonde hair into a ponytail at the back and also applied makeup- which I think explained the reason why she was late.
She focused her blue discerning eyes on me. “Alpha,” she called me with a voice that could make you hard in an instant. “You summoned me.”
I didn’t answer her. Seeing her didn’t make me any happier. “Here I am Alpha. Treat me as you please.” She put her right fingers on her pierced nipples and then began to rub them, rotating her hips while the other hand was traveling to her pussy area. She leaned closer to me and wanted to touch me.
“Don’t.” I frowned. “Bridget!” I called her.
“Yes, Alpha.”
“Get out of my room.”
“W-what?”
“You heard me right,” I said. “Get lost. I don’t need you now.”
She looked at me for a while, tears slowly gathering in her eyes. She didn’t protest. She didn’t say a word. She left.