The Werewolf Hunter

Alpha Jake

The man is snoring, which hopefully means he was in a deep sleep. I slowly make my way to the side of the bed. Standing up, I realized the best plan of action is to figure out where the car keys are. Slowly putting one foot in front of the other on my tip toes, I look Jake over. If he woke up, I could use the excuse that I was trying to go to the bathroom and tripped. Searching over him with my eyes, I really hone in on his features and details. He really is an attractive man, I almost can't believe he is an Alpha. The other guys seemed much bigger and aggressive, how does he even beat them into submission like that. Maybe it's just an Alpha thing.

Looking over him, it looks like his car keys are in his pant pocket, which there is no way I am even going to try and retrieve that. So I will have to go on foot. Of course. My body is extremely exhausted but I need to get home, I need my routine back. I will never complain about life again if I can just get back to it. Turning on my heels, I tiptoed to the door, checking over my shoulder with every creak in the floor. Jake is still knocked out. I grab the handle of the door, turning the lock so slowly, and open it just a crack. Only large enough for me to slip out and close it. Which I did easy peasy.

Turning to the parking lot, having no idea which way to go, I started walking. My guess was to the right. The sun was beating down, it's an extremely hot day. I finally put one foot on the road and felt freedom, but only for a second.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. I hear an ear piercing growl that shakes me to my core, causing me to immediately fall to my knees in fear. He is awake. I could feel his presence behind me, and the sound of him walking up to breathe down my neck told me he was in wolf form. I put my head down and start shaking. 'Please just let this be a bad dream. Please just let this be a bad dream.' Opening my eyes, I knew it wasn't. I saw his paws first since I was looking at the ground. To say they were huge was an understatement. Eventually I was going to have to face him, so I slowly looked up taking in the size of his wolf. Yeah, he's definitely an Alpha. Seth has nothing on him. Jake's coat was jet black and his eyes were solid red. He snarled his teeth at me, lunging his head forward which knocked me on my ass. I didn't even think, I just acted. I rear my knee back and kick his snout, flip over and run. I am barely three feet away when this painful stinging started to rise up from my leg. I fell to the ground mid sprint.

Hitting my head on the pavement, I was then being dragged by my leg. I could feel him sinking his teeth further into my calf muscle. I was hysterically crying at this point. His wolf pulled me onto parking lot one tug after another. My leg is covered in blood. My back is burning from sliding on the pavement and is covered in rocks and blood. He then drops my leg and disappears. I just laid there crying, wheezing. 'How can this be happening? EVERY TIME I try to get away, they will always find me. I'm done. I have no more fight left. My leg is done for.' Jake appears in human form above me. His face has my dried blood splattered across it. His eyes are no longer red, but he is definitely still angry. I just curl up as much as I can with my hurt leg still extended. He squatted next to me looking at me thoroughly. Picking up my leg to examine the damage, Jake hums and then tosses it down carelessly.

Leaning over he spoke, as I was as curled up as much as I could and not making eye contact.

"Sam, let's stop playing this game. You obviously know who I am, so don't waste my time. I'm going to pick you up and if you scream or push me away, I will go and sit in the car and you will have to drag yourself to the car. Either way we are leaving now. Do you understand?"

Swallowing hard to stop my voice from shaking I just said, "yes."

Jake then picked me up like a child and carried me to the car. He did this so effortlessly. His physique may be smaller than some of the others, but he is way stronger, scarier and way more intimidating. I stopped fighting. He placed me in the back seat of his car and took out a water bottle. Giving me no warning, he took a swig of water and poured the rest on my leg. I screamed in agony as I felt the water splashing into the tears of my skin. He grabbed a t-shirt and ripped it in two. Applying pressure to my leg, he tied both halves of the t-shirt around my calf to stop the bleeding. He then stood up and slammed the car door. Climbing into the driver seat, he also slammed his door and took off.

"It's better for you to sleep now Sam. I'm taking you to see the pack doctor. You've lost some blood but you will be fine. I also am trying really hard to keep my cool and you whimpering is pissing me off."

I took a few deep breaths and just did as I was told. Counting down from 10, I didn't even make it to 7 before I was gone.