Alpha's Prey

Chapter 4 One night

I groaned in frustration as the alarm kept beeping loudly like a nagging wife. Stretching, I gave the

disgruntled clock a hard tap and it went mute. Peace and quiet replaced the chaotic chime of the

alarm.

For the first time in a long time, I stirred unperturbed before slowly opening my eyes to the warm

sunlight streaming into my hotel room.

"It's a beautiful morning," I smiled, looking out the window at the beautiful sunrise.

Cold crescent pack is a lovely place to live; with all the beautiful women I met at the club the night

before, the food and peace. Not leaving out the stupid cops, the minerals buried underneath and their

sexy leader.

My mind conjured an image of Willow and I smiled. Too bad I was leaving without tasting the

pudding. Maybe it wasn't my place to taste, or there was a time in future when I could eat it up

without the charade.

A gentle knocking on the door brought me up, and I quickly pulled a shirt on before snaking to the

door. It was after I peeped through the peephole and realized who it was that my nerves relaxed. I

crept back to bed.

"Who's that?" I asked, feigning ignorance.

"Good morning, sir," a soft voice called out. "May we come in to attend to your room?"

I let out a purr, rubbed my eyes and smiled. The other stewardess was cute, and she seemed to have

a thing for me. "Yes, please come in." I replied back, sitting up on the bed with my hands extended

over the bedstead.

The door swung open, and two impeccably dressed stewards entered, carrying fresh linens and a

trolley laden with an assortment of breakfast treats. The pretty one who'd been sending subtle signals the night before walked right to me and dropped the tray on the bed while bending sensually.

Two of her buttons were loose and I could see down to her bra and even a sharp rosebud standing

atop her tit.

What was this? An invitation? I got this message a lot of time, so I knew just what she was thinking. I

knew she would stay back after the other lady wisped out, or she would come in at another

convenient moment. Either one, I was always ready to please.

"Good morning, sir," she chimed with a warm smile. "I brought your preferred breakfast selection.

Shall I set up the balcony for you?" She asked, her eyes dreamy and inviting while the other lady

ignorantly replaced the toiletries in the bathroom.

I nodded, and she set to work but my eyes never left her. Following her out with my eyes, I grabbed

the remote control from the bed stand, and switched on the television. What good was mounting one

when no one used it?

The screen came alive with a mean looking man broadcasting the morning news. My gaze returned

to the balcony, to the stewardess who once she noticed my eyes on her, arched her ass seductively. I

would've worked faster, I thought, if it was Willow.

"As of today, the leader of the pack has announced....."

This mean looking fellow has such a nice intonation, I thought, juggling between watching the news

or the sensuous display at the balcony.

"....a three day curfew and ban on all the transportation routes to and fro our territory....."

The scent of freshly brewed coffee and the distant hum wafted through the room, coinciding with the

announcement that jolted me to my feet.

"What?" I gasped, my eyes shot out in surprise. Swiftly, I shifted my attention to the screen and forgot

about the stewardess completely.

"....This ban includes all the sea ports. As such everyone is expected to stay in the pack until the ban

is lifted."

"This can't be," I whispered, scratching my head. I had no idea when I suddenly jolted to my feet, but

my head and chest were whirling at the same pace. I was running mental.

I can't stay in Cold crescent pack. No, not for another day, I thought, shuffling through my attic for

the best escape tactics.

"Your breakfast is ready, sir," the lady announced slowly. "I've prepared your favorite blend of coffee, and there's a selection of pastries and fruit to accompany it."

I tore my eyes from the screen to the balcony, where the lady stood behind a curtain and all I felt was

repulsion. "What the f**k is she doing?" I muttered, frowning in disgust.

Suddenly, the charmer's enchantment no longer held any potency. It only filled me with rage, but I

recognised that I needed to eat if I was going to find a way out of the mess which Willow had

invented.

I strolled to the balcony with my eyes on the food tray and on it alone. "Thank you. This looks

wonderful." I commented, as I began feasting on the food and ignoring the woman in the room. I

can't tell when she walked out. She must have caught the message and helped herself.

****

After a series of contemplation about my possible means of escape out of the pack, I made up my

mind to ease up until the situation was over. No one can find me, not when they hardly know what I

look like. Besides, I had a passport which confirmed that I was Christian from the Pale moon pack.

I clicked the television on again, and a pretty woman's face brightened the screen. It was the evening

news from the local television channel.

Why the hell did they ruin my morning with that baboon's face? At least the news would've been less

hurtful if the woman had been the broadcaster, I thought, settling into the plush couch, and cradling

a coffee cup.

"....the cause of the ban is still unknown at the moment but officials assure us it's a precautionary

measure to ensure public safety...."

It was still on the ban issue, I perceived, shifting on the couch. I didn't want to miss out on any

information.

"What really happened?" Willow didn't seem like a leader who would instigate a restriction over a

minor issue. It had to be a terrible attack.

"....residents are advised to remain within the town limits until further notice. Travelers are also

advised to postpone their trips until the ban is lifted."

Was the territory under siege? s**t! Not when I was in here. I didn't have any emergency call dial from

within the pack, so I was alone, which wasn't a problem. I loved to go solo, but on other occasions

where something like this happened, it was usually when I was halfway out of the territory. I'd never been stuck. I am stuck now.

My mind was whirl again with hundreds and thousands of questions. What should I do? I made a

mental note of what I should do, then I replayed the most appropriate scene again and again. It

made sense.

All I needed was the town's map. If I knew the layout of the territory up to the sea, and beyond, then I

should be able to navigate to the other side. If that happens, then I can kiss this stupid place

goodbye.

"Time to play Romeo," I hissed, flexing my muscles.

This was where the stewardess became useful. I grabbed the hotel's telephone and rang the front

desk.

"Hello, help desk here," a woman's voice sounded from the other end.

It was the seductive stewardess, it had to be. "Hi, it's room 309."

Pause.

I instantly pictured her in my mind. She cleared her throat, and put on her killer tone.

"Hello, Sir, do you need anything?" She asked in a slightly different voice, just the way I'd envisaged.

"Yes, erm....can you come up please? I need you!" I said the last part in the most flirty way I could.

Women loved it that way.

"Just a moment please," she answered and I put the phone down, where it belonged.

I knew she would be up in a few seconds so I began the count.

"One, two........"

My eyes flew to my wardrobe and I jumped to it. I needed to leave the room immediately I got the

information I needed.

"......eight, nine,"

Tap, tap on the door. "Ten!"

I smiled broadly. Here we go.