War and Lust - The clash of Alphas

Chapter 4

We take two trucks, both are black and full with gear of goddess knows what, i have one guy with me that seems to want to keep to himself - Brilliant!

The other two are with Gregg, we drive for what seems like forever but in reality it's probably only been 4-5 hours. Gregg comes over my radio and says we're stopping for the night at the next place.

Lovely, maybe i can actually get some sleep i think with a snort, but i doubt it!

we pull up at this rough looking building, i raise an eyebrow and look over to Gregg getting out of his truck. i follow and step out of mine and call over to him "No hotel?" he shoots me a look of confusion and replies with a sarcastic "Sorry Princess is this not good enough for you?"

I sigh and look back at this rat infested s**t hole, all i wanted was a bed after spending the night on the cell floor, and maybe a hot shower... Mmmm and a decent hot meal? i sighed while grabbing my bag from the back and make my way into this dump.

I find a room by the entrance with hardly any rat droppings and clear a table, i really don't want to sleep on the floor tonight, with my luck some rodents will end up pissing on me!

I lay down using my bag as a pillow and sleep takes me under.

Morning brings less pain as my back heals but more crap comes along with it, Gregg barks orders at us to be up and back on the road within 5 minutes, great!

I run to the well used bathroom and quickly pee before downing some water and stale bread from my bag then head to my truck.

Wiping the sleep from my eyes i climb in alone and begin to follow Gregg again for the next few hours, i guess the other guy found our silance awkward as he climbs in with Gregg and the others, oh well i shrug.

We reach the first pack along the way, they were kind enough, they even welcomed us for a feast and rest for the night if we wished but we was in a hurry, much to my body protesting Greggs refusal i had to politely smile and apologise for the quick visit.

Alpha Jones hadn't bothered stopping here and as we was already on good terms there was no need to hang about.

We were back on the road within 2 hours heading for the next pack, they wasn't going to be as welcoming.

Alpha Jayden wasn't easy to get along with - i know shocker right?!

We didn't have many packs we good with but some backed us, With being Lycans we were powerful but Alpha Jayden mostly liked the allied shifters to do his bidding.

He called them his toys, fun to pick up and play with whenever he pleased!

There weren't many Lycan packs around anymore, ours was the largest but even then we were starting to struggle with Alpha Jones' pack, they are strong and gaining more of a following. maybe because their Alpha is likeable? or isn't a selfish arsehole? i dunno i never met him but no one can be as bad as my father.

As we were about a hour from the next pack on the list we passed a small collection of shops, somewhere to fill our trucks and our stomachs! Finally!

I called Gregg and told him i was pulling in as I needed to fill up, not making it obvious that I meant I was starving and not needing fuel or he would have made me push on.

He sounded annoyed but said he'd stop before the gates to the next pack and wait for me to catch up, i guess he didn't need to stop.

I parked up and made my way towards the most mouth watering smell, i tried to hold back from running through the doors of the bakery like an excited child but i really was starving and my body needed fuel... and sugar!

I picked doughnuts, chocolate brownies, a much needed coffee and of course a bacon roll, the bell went behind me as the next customer came in.

I was practically eye humping my food on the counter as the ageing woman went out back to cook my heavenly roll....

That's when i felt someone lean in behind me. Their presence was overwhelming,

My body instantly froze as i was enveloped in their shadow, my eyes moved to the side as i felt them lean down and breathe into my neck.

"You shouldn't of stopped running kitten" he whispered into my ear with a deep rough tone "are you going to be a good girl and come quietly? or are you going to take that woman down with you?"

My eyes snapped up to the sweet old lady bringing out my roll and placing it in the bag on the counter. The giant swiped his card to pay before she could even tell me price, he grabbed my bag of food and coffee in one hand and wrapped the other around my waist, daring me to run, making sure i stayed beside him.

I smiled at her with a thank you before turning to leave.

Tanks POV

Making my way west seems pointless, Jones and his Gamma Hank should have gone alone as always but insisted they needed more muscle with the Blackstone pack being more aggressive.

I reached for the radio to find a distraction from the dull road ahead we have hours before we even hit the first pack, Alpha Jones and his gamma are ahead of me in their car, luxurious and built for comfort.

Whereas my truck is built for speed and strength.

The plus side to driving by yourself is you get to pick the tunes, I've always preferred to travel alone, rather than having someone breathing beside me, or worse, actually trying to make small talk!

My eyes are drawn to the dash with my fuel light flicking on, i link my Alpha to let him know i'm stopping to fill up at the next stop, "No problem Tank" came booming back into my head, his happy to continue knowing i'll catch back up in no time.

A fuel station comes up on my right, i pull in to begin filling up when the faintest scent it hits me - Vanilla and coffee!

Its her, shes here!

My eyes dart around and i spot the truck! the one that little female escaped me with. i quickly put the fuel pump back and begin the hunt, shes here, i'll find her.

I sniff her out with ease, shes standing at the counter picking out treats excitedly, he hair pulled up out of her face leaving her neck bare, if it wasn't for the hunting knife strapped to her thigh she would almost look innocent.

I step through the door and her scent envelopes me like a thick fog. I step closer so my body is almost touching hers and she instantly stiffens.

I lean forward to take in her aroma from the sauce with my nose nearly grazing her neck i whisper into her ear, lock my arm around her and pull her out towards my truck.

Her eyes dart around at the innocent people going about their day, seeing to their vehicles or shopping, shes looking for away out, an escape. Not this time kitten, i throw the food she got into the back seat and place the coffee in the holder while i have a tight grip on her arm, as i lean back out i feel a sharp pressure in my leg, low enough to not draw attention by those around us.

I flinch but my grip on her doesn't loosen. I growl as i look down at her hunting knife sticking out of my thigh.

Idiot, i should of taken it straight off her! I lift her into my truck and tie her hands together with the rope fixed to the underside of her seat. "Stay!" I growl as i slam the door and limp around to the drivers side, i open my door an slowly pull out the knife with a grunt, i throw it into the back before climbing into my seat.

Blood starts to seep into my jeans before i could grab a rag and tie it around my wound. I turn to this new little prisoner and shes pulling at her hands but the air is absent of fear, she looks more annoyed than scared.

I scan her body from the bottom of her small worn black boots, up to her thick tense thighs, to her plump arse continuing up her small waist to the curve of her ample breasts, her tank top hiding nothing of the shape of her body.

My eyes drag up to her neck then to her soft face to find her staring at me with an intense look, her eyebrows pushed together like shes trying to work out a hard puzzle. as she raises a brow she sternly states "Don't even think about it" i puff out a breath and turn the key with the truck roaring to life. what the hell is wrong with me?