Chapter 1- Who is Vikram?
Debra rushed to pull the cover over her head, switching on her mobile phone, which had just blinked. On late nights such as these, she would keep her mobile phone on silent with just the light blinking on so that when Vikram messages her she knows. Vibrating phones is bad for werewolf hearing. Especially when you are the only child and the mothers are extra alert about their children's whereabouts.
The message notification blinked, "Good night. zzz"
Debra types, "So early?"
Vikram types, "Just tired."
"Long day?"
"No, not that.... just too eventful."
"Why? What happened?" Debra types feeling concerned.
"Oh, it's nothing. Just some pack stuff."
"Care to share?"
Vikram changes the subject, "How many presents did you get?"
"A few... but I am still waiting for the one that I want the most."
Vikram sends kiss emojis when he knows that the female on the other side is subtly offering herself on a platter. Although it's wrong on many accounts to talk cheesy with a teenage girl. He brushes off the thought as soon as it appears, thinking her 18th birthday is just around the corner anyway. So, he continues, while undressing himself and readying for bed. "What are you wearing tonight?"
Debra rolls the strands of her hair around her finger feeling shy while she types, "Umm... clothes."
Vikram smirks, "That I know, but what do your clothes consist of?"
".... Nightgown... two pieces..."
Vikram just smiles, these naive talks don't do anything to him. He is an alpha in the making to take over the pack. Women fall over him all the time. Yet, to find time to entertain this damsel is a distress to him. His long day was a result that erupted from an argument with his father, the current Alpha of the pack Moonshire. His father is eyeing Debra's pack, the Silver Moon. Even though she is the only pampered daughter, that pack is full of resources both in terms of money and fighters. It's not that we lack in anything, it's just that we would like more. Neither he nor his father thinks anything wrong with acquiring more through greed, politics, and murders.
This year's Silver Moon's Thanksgiving Ball was many things, including the opportunity to reach out for an alliance with the said pack. Moonshire's current alpha, Alpha Rodrige, knows it's not possible to take over so he wants his son Vikram to use his flamboyant Casanova skills to woo the alpha's daughter. His phone beeps with a notification, "Have you slept?.... then good night"
Vikram types, "Hey sweetie! Not yet. Just thinking which color is your two pieces?"
"It's pink" Debra shyes
Vikram rolls his eyes inwardly at the obvious tacky choice of the teenage girl, "How short are your pants?"
"It's shorts, duh"
"O so how shorts are your "Shorts"?"
Debra feels a shiver, "Just the usual length."
"What are you wearing underneath?"
Debra takes some time to answer. And Vikram dozes off waiting for her reply, when the phone chimes in again. Debra has written, "... just ... nothing."
Despite his disgust towards the child, his form still finds itself awakened. He quickly types, "Do you want to voice?"
A shudder runs through her with anticipation at the same time as she is aware that her parents are just down the corridor.
Before she replies, he dials her number and the phone buzzes. She gasps and ends the call. Before she can type again, the phone buzzes with a new message, "Good night."
Debra types quickly, "Hey wait. You know I can't. I told you the alpha room is down the corridor.:
Vikram doesn't reply. While Debra feels she has lost him for the night, making her last attempt, she types, "Okay let me get my headphones and move to the washroom first."
"hm.. am waiting."
Debra waits for Vikram's further message to be denied. But nothing pops up on her screen. While in a dilemma, she thinks about whether to go to the bathroom or not. Her breathing hitches in nervousness and she steadies her breathing. At first, she gets up slowly, then thinks that would be more obvious. She strategizes to behave like she is going to the bathroom only to pick up her headphones on the way. Anyway, no one will see her in her room. Locking herself inside the big white marbled washroom. She calls Vikram as anxious waves hit her.
At the other end, Vikram's voice is heard, "Hello!" a voice that is very audible, and he has no qualms about hiding himself. Of course, he is 24 and, at his age, he can bring any woman, or girl to serve him at night. Most nights there is a girl to serve him. Tonight he was alone. On second thought, he mindlinks Katherine, the omega, to his room. On standing order, all who serve him at night are told to keep their whimpers and moans in their head. Not a voice should trickle out the throats of the servers. He points Katherine to the floor where she is to stand, like a silent command.
Debra whispers, "Not so loud!" She reduces the volume of the earpiece as well.
Vikram says lowering his voice substantially, "Are you in the bathroom?"
"Yes," Debra says nervously.
"Good are you still wearing your night top and shorts?"
"Yes."
"Remove the top"
It's not the first time that she is following the orders of Vikram. The first time she had chuckled thinking, should I even do it literally? Tonight he just removes the top and the shorts.
"Done?" Vikram asks
"Yes, and the shorts too," Debra replies.
Vikram shoots his voice up, "Did I not tell you to do as you were told?"
"Vikkkraaam!" Debra urges him to whisper. Vikram only huffs at the other end. Displeased, Vikram walks around Katherine and slaps her arse.
"What was that sound?" Debra whispers confused.
"It's the slap that would have landed on you as a punishment. For now, pinch your arse."
Debra pinches herself, breathing a bit hard. She knows that a reaction is always needed for Vikram to feel alive during this time, otherwise he will just stop talking to her.
Vikram switches to video. His face is on the frame. He places the phone on his usual stand. Debra doesn't have time. She accepts. This act alone is a check if Debra is not lying.
"Move the camera to your n*****s and pinch them hard."
Debra obeys, heaving with what follows.
"Move them down further and spread your legs."
She moves them while Vikram switches on his screen recorder. Debra is seated on the toilet seat. Vikram orders a full view. She places the phone. "Spread them wide." While with Vikram Katherine follows his commands to the T. She sits on the chair with her legs spread.
"Push your finger in and suck it". Vikram watches two women do it. The one in front of her does it sensually and the other is hesitant and naive, but does it all right.
Suddenly, Debra hears footsteps. "s**t! I will call you later. Mom's here." And the line goes dead.
Vikram was just getting started. He hates it when someone drops the call. Yet, this girl, alpha or not, has the audacity to. He calls back again only to hear a busy tone. He hisses and throws the phone, not caring, it lands on the wall, shattering it to pieces before hitting his bed. He pulls Katherine by her hair towards him and finishes off quickly.
