Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Don’t. Don’t say my name.” She shivered both times she had heard me say her name.
“But it’s so beautiful. And you smell so wonderful. Like soft subtle flowers and sweet decadent fruits. The smell, and sight, of you is making my mouth water.” I felt desire well up in me, and I knew my eyes were darkening.
“Stop, don’t say anymore.” Her voice was weak.
“That’s fine by me, there’s something else I’d rather do anyway.”
At that I leaned forward, and wrapped my right arm around her waist and pulled her toward me. Placing my lips on hers I felt like I had just died and gone to heaven. My left hand was on the back of her head, angling her for a deeper kiss and holding her to me in an intimate position. We were kissing like it wasn’t the first time but the hundredth time. This was like we were lovers, like we had been together for so long.
“Stop!” Agent McIan came to his senses and yelled at us. “This is unacceptable and frankly inappropriate. Rawlynne, you don’t even know this man, why are you letting him kiss you like that?” He yelled at her.
“She can’t help it, McIan, it’s destiny.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” He looked even more perplexed.
“It’s hard for me to explain, but for them just now, it was love at first sight.”
“Love at first sight doesn’t exist.”
Rawlynne pushed me away then, causing me and my wolf to both growl. I wasn’t happy, right now, I wanted more. I was being more assertive right now than I had ever been in my life and I know it was all due to my new mate.
“Oh, it exists alright.” Rawlynne was breathing heavily when she spoke to Agent McIan.
“What’s going on here?” He asked her as I tried to pull her in for a hug.
“David, control yourself.” Joaquin snapped at me. “We have business to discuss.” I turned away from my new mate and bowed my head in depression.
“Yes, you’re right, Sir.” I finally let my hands drop but I stayed standing next to my new mate.
The five of us settled on the couches and chairs in the living room, I made certain to sit as close to my mate as I could. Agent McIan was still glaring at me the entire time. Perhaps he was in love with Rawlynne too.
“Will someone explain all of this to me?” He demanded, breaking the tense silence in the room. He was acting big and intimidating but it didn’t go well with the pale blue armchair that matched the very girly living room around us, filled with pastel colors and pretty furniture.
“It’s hard to explain, as I said.” Noah told him.
“We need to tell him the truth, Noah. We would have to anyway, with the turn things have taken.” Joaquin advised.
“Alpha, no!” I yelled at him.
“Alpha?” Agent McIan picked up on that right away. “Why did you call him alpha?”
“Oh, well, I, you see, he’s-.” I was a fool to slip up like that.
“Because I am his alpha.” Joaquin told him. “Agent McIan, you are about to enter a world that you have never known before. But it is a world that has always been there, just unseen by you.”
“What are you saying?” He was quickly losing his patience, he was apparently no good with being so out of control.
“Jack, let me explain a little.” Rawlynne spoke to him soothingly.
“Wait, Otsana, let me start.” Joaquin interrupted.
“Alright.” She nodded.
“Jack, may I call you Jack?”Joaquin was speaking soothingly, trying to gain the man’s confidence. McIan nodded his head to show it was ok. “Now, Jack, the reason I am here, that we’re all here and intruding on your investigation is that three of the missing boys are from my pack.”
“Pack?” Jack looked skeptical at the word but Joaquin just continued.
“During my private investigation I believe I have narrowed down the suspect list to who is responsible. That is not saying he took the children personally but had his people do it for him.”
“And who is this person?” Jack wondered but Joaquin ignored him.
“The problem is, we do not know exactly where this man is hiding. I had called a contact of mine in Europe to send someone to help us all. Unfortunately that man was not up to the challenge of living in modern day society and has unfortunately met a very abrupt ending.”
“Ending?” McIan quirked his eyebrow.
“Rest assured, he was at least a few hundred years old and had lived a full life.”
“You expect me to believe that Joaquin?” Jack asked.
“You’ll believe it soon enough. You see, the man in question was a vampire.” Jack interrupted then with a loud, barking laugh.
“Yeah, sure, a vampire.” He continued laughing. “Can we move past the fairy tales and get to the real story?” He asked.
“I’m afraid this is not a fairy tale, Jack. This is all real. The Emissary that came to me this morning was indeed a vampire, but he has since perished. I killed him myself.” Joaquin was admitting to so much right now, this was dangerous.
