Alpha: Twins of night

Chapter 17

Andrew’s point of view

Andrew is close to being frustrated along with his expressionless face. Many guys are eyeing her and he doesn’t get along with the thought even. Andrew sets his focus on her small figure rather than anything else, or rather anyone else. The way she drunk those two glasses of whiskey turned him on, from the way her fingers wrapped themselves around the cold glass to the way her lips formed when she touched the glass with her mouth. Andrew drinks his own glass of alcohol starring at her. “Did you hear? Even the blood coven was wiped today” two people like him speak to each other while standing next to him. Andrew watches her inching closer to him with her ears almost perked. He watches as she puts her hair behind her ear. She glances at the guys beside him. He glances too. One with long blond hair and a scar on his left eye. The other one seems more muscular in the shoulders, than the blond one, with tattoos on both arms and one only piercing on the right ear. Andrew almost scoffs at them. ‘Why is she starring so hard?’ She steps away from him, moves away from her seat too and goes in front of between the two guys. “Blood coven?” The blond one is the first to respond “Who are you now little bird” Andrew fury almost reaches its limit in less that a second. He stands behind her quick, like a bodyguard. The other guy has glanced only once before focusing on his drink and the women’s dancing. His soulmate doesn’t look even once at the blond one, still focuses on the other guy. “What do you know about the people that attacked?” The blond one starts laughing. “Why does a little human care?” “I didn’t speak to you Ken” Andrew chuckles on her words and to the blond’s eyebrows reaching the sky. “Ken? Oh you a funny aren’t you?” He steps closer to her and Andrew gets between them. He won’t let the guy with the spaghetti touch her. He glances at both of them before grabbing Andrew by his collar “Hm? Do YOU know who I am?” Short tempered isn’t he? Before Andrew makes a move to push him away with strength, his soulmate takes the lead. “Why don’t we take this outside?” The blond one scoffs. “Now then” he turns to leave “Come with me” he says to the buff guy and finally leaves. The buff guy sighs and puts his glass down throwing one last look to the sweaty bodies before following behind like a puppy. “Tsk” Andrew hears her make before turning to the outside. He honestly is glad they won’t talk to any other guys, he can’t explain the feeling he get when he sees her talking to others. Andrew glances at her tighten fist for having it end like this. He follows behind her putting his arm around her waist. They open the back exit door. It’s still the morning but the weather feels to have become colder. The two guys stand waiting for them. “So you didn’t run away like a scared little cat” the blond scoffs. Andrew just stands there. The blond guy seems angrier and goes to punch him, Andrew dodges, stepping aside at the right time. The blond breaths heavily before turning to hit more. The fight goes on for a long time with Andrew having the lead, only had taken one kick. The blond is one the ground. Andre glances at Emma to see her starring at them with her arms crossed. While sitting down the blond backs off, he gets up and throws another punch. As Andrew dodges it, another kick at the same time comes. It hits his straight at the abdomen making him stumble behind two steps. Ken or wherever his name is goes for another hit. A hand them wraps around Ken’s before he falls back down kneeling on the ground. A human scream and a growl fall on the same time off his mouth. Andrew stands there starring surprised at Emma and then at the guy. The blond stares at her too eye opened “You” he spits out before Andrew punches him strong that he faints. Emma lets go of his hand turning finally towards him. Another flash when he doesn’t blink his eyes, and the buff guy kneels down on the blond to check on him. “He..?” “I’m Lauren. Care to give us the informations now?”  “No you aren’t. Only the goddess has the power to control out wolfs. How did you?” Andrew is curious too. She said she has lived long enough once. “I want informations. If you aren’t willing to give any, I can go back in to look for others” “I’m Morgan” he calls out before she leaves. Andrew stands aside to let her deal with it. He glances at the one on the floor. “That one right there” Morgan says and glances at the blond “That’s Alpha Treys. Alpha of the Golden pack. I’m the beta” “Bullshit. That thing is an Alpha” “Yes, indeed” “Well, I’m Lauren” she says smiling “And this is Andrew” “Mates, right?” “For “ before she finishes he cuts in “Yes” Andrew replies looking only at Morgan, glancing at her when she isn’t looking. “So?” “Where do I start?” “The beginning” to Andrew, Morgan seems like the guy that people respect at first. He sees the guy that respects everyone but kills anyone. Now, Andrew sees that he seems more like the cheerful type. Especially with the smile when looking at both of them, at Emma mostly. But Andrew isn’t angry. He can feel that Morgan didn’t like “Alpha” Treys, or as he like to call him now, “Alpha PunchMe”. Another brat leader that didn’t deserve his tittle. “I don’t know much.” Morgan takes a sit at the small walk bench. Emma follows after, and Andrew stands above them, hearing and looking at them. “The Alpha king has kept many informations to himself as it seems. They have failed to inform about the rogues attack on another packs. The people talk, saying that the rogues have started a rebellion against the packs, or most likely against the Alpha king. They want their rights or some short of thing. But some others say” his voice lowers “That they are looking for something or even someone. Words have gotten out that when they attack the packs, they search each house for somethings. That may be rumors too. Who knows? The blood coven has part witch on their blood” “There aren’t witches” Both stare at her. Emma rolls her eyes explain farther “They are certain things. They are most likely people that can do stuff. Don’t call them witches, they don’t do spells” Morgan snorts a laugh and clears his throat “Well, they have a certain type of blood on them. They can do many amazing things. But those werewolf covens are famous for having oracles. One in hundreds of years. I believe they were looking for that oracle” “Oracle?” Emma whispers. Andrew looks at her to see that she is lost on thoughts.