Alpha's tussle for the human love

The smell of death saturated the atmosphere, sending shivers down the spines of those who inhabited the city. It was New York and wolves had just invaded the city in their thousands, forcing residents into their homes as soon as the sun sets. It was the year 1980, a year that had started on a good note with all round increase. There was an influx of people until that 12th day in the month of March. The people had retired to bed after a stressful day and had barely slept for a few hours when they heard a shrill cry from the center of the city. The cry went deep into the recess of their souls, discomforting them like ever. None could sleep as a result of the noise and while they pondered on what could have made so loud a noise, werewolves had invaded the town.   “No!” their cries filled the air as they struggled with their werewolves who were having a swell time feasting on their flesh and blood.  ‘Ah! Ah! Ah!’ the wolves shrieked in excitement. Never in a thousand years had they had such grand feast. In the underworld, they were at the mercies of the lord of the underworld. He comes to earth, sweeps a few people, and makes them feed on those for days.      The governor of New York was shocked to the marrow when he got a call that the city was being invaded by strange beings. They were strange beings because no one had seen them before.    “What do you mean?’ he asked in disbelief, staring at the thick glass in front of him. He had barely completed his question when he heard a loud thud against the door. His heart flew into his mouth as he heard the sound and then someone dropped to the floor-dead. His jaw dropped in surprise, wondering what the f**k just happened. He moved closer to the glass wall and saw he was dead. He raised alarm for his men to go help him. He was at least hoping he was alive. From the safety of the wall, he saw three of his best men patrolling the compound rush to where the dead man laid. They carried him and was rushing to the government house clinic when he saw something hop on one of them and before he could say jack Robinson, he was dead already. The others upon seeing what had happened ran for their dear life, but they couldn’t run long before the beasts caught up with them, tearing them into a thousand pieces.   “They are here already! They are here!’ he yelled at the top of his voice.         It’s been quite a while since the werewolf decided to settle on earth but now they had to conceal their identities as most humans hated them. “Spare no witch to live,” was the right adage but in this instance, witches had been replaced with wolves. The wolves came together to form different packs as that was the only way to guarantee them some sort of safety. Twenty strong and willed spirited persons rose up from the ranks as leaders of each packs and had the werewolves choose which they want to join. After the ballots had been casted, over a third of the population went along with Roberto who was only a young werewolf.  The journey of the tequila pack had begun.      Forty years later…   The sun shone brightly across the city without an iota of pity for the inhabitants. It was a Monday morning and the sound of lorries and buses as they drove along the tarred road could be heard from a distance away.     “what brings you here this morning?” she asked with a thick frown plastered on her face.   She was Luna butters, the daughter of the most wretched omega in the droids’ pack and had known no peace all her life. Her mother had died when she was years old and her father bore the responsibility of caring for her until he became paralyzed.       “what sort of question is that?” he inquired, hitting her hard across the cheek such that made it tingle. She rubbed the spot where he had hit her like it was a valued possession. She shot him a gaze, one that in a way lowered his self-esteem and made him feel like she was above him and that was the last thing she wanted.       “you keep staring at me like it can do any harm to me,” he sneered, cupping her breasts in his hands.   “when would you stop this?” she asked in resignation as his hand traveled the entire length and breadth of her boobs, fondling them like his life depended on it.   “perhaps it skipped your mind that you owe me a debt, a huge one at that,” he reminded her perhaps her memory had failed her.   “you’ve been having s*x with me four times in a week for the last three years. Isn’t that enough payment for what I owe you?” she asked with tears in her eyes, but he was not in the least moved by her tears.    “no, it isn’t, not until I say it is. Take off your clothes,” he ordered, smashing his lips in excitement. He’s Johnson, the alpha of the droids’ pack, a fiercely dominating pack that is feared by other werewolves who aren’t a member of the pack. Just the mention that you are a member of the droid pack and you’d have the world at thy feet.   “I’m taking nothing off and there’s nothing you are going to do about it,” she fired back with a defiant spirit, one that irritated him so much.     “what did you just say?” he asked, placing his hands on his hips. All he wanted at that moment was to confirm what she said before knowing the next line of action. She stared deep into his eyes before repeating her words. He sighed, moved closer to her and then pulled her into him by the air.     “let go of me, Johnson,” she yelped in pain as she struggled to get away from his grasp. Tears welled up in her eyes as she fought with the little strength she had in her.    “its best you stop struggling already. We both know that you love the way I am. You are always moaning aloud anytime I strike you,” he teased and pushed her onto the mattress on the floor which had turned brown with sweat. “please, can you just stop? Please, I’m pleading with you,” she said with tears in her eyes. He eyed her with disdain as he ripped her of her clothes, revealing her fair and scrupulous thighs. He rested his hands on them, rubbing softly like he was cleaning a new born baby. “there’s no need to beg me to stop girl. By the time I start with you, you’d beg me for more just like you always do.” He boasted as his hands continued to work on her body.   He took his left hand deeper into her half ripped gown until he was at her thighswhich was simmering already. He placed his index finger on her face, massaging gently with the perfect expertise. A smirk laced the corner of his lips as his eyes rested on her, looking to see if he’d find anything to taunt her with. He saw nothing except a thick frown that made her look older than her twenty-three years.    “I thought you claim not to be interested, yet you are turned on as hell. Your p***y drips…” he finally found something to teased her with but he wasn’t ready for the answer he got next.    “just get this done with immediately. You rant like you are going to last more than two minutes in bed.” Those words hit him hard, piercing through his heart and even penetrating his thick wall of self-dignity.   “damn you!” he slammed at her, landing a resounding slap across her face. In retaliation, he buried all fingers of his left hand deep into her, making her yell in uncontrollable pain. He then stood to his feet, and then darted out of the shacks, slamming the door behind him.          Luna heaved a sigh of relief as she watched him leave. She was glad he was leaving though she knew it was for a while. He’d surely return as long as she remains indebted to him. He had said that himself. She got up from where she was seated, took a stroll to the back of the shack that was her house. It was behind a police station that had been abandoned as a result of the number of persons that had died in it. That was forty years ago, in the 1980s but people still kept their fear about it.    The cool breeze from the city made her skin tingle in excitement. She had no explanation as to why she was excited. Well, there was no need for an explanation anyways.      She was still lost in  her thoughts when she suddenly remembered something. She racked her head for a while trying to remember what it is. “oh my goodness!” she exclaimed in a shrill voice, hurrying into the house like she had just encountered a ghost. It was a Monday morning and she was on morning shift at work that day. She sighed as she got ready. Her jaw dropped as something else came over her. It was her father…. The more she remembered him, the more she grew afraid. Tears welled up in her eyes at that moment and was threatening to flow down her eyes.