Shout out to the Devil.
âAnd here I was, thinking he doesnât dance,â the voice caught his attention for a bit, so the Alphaâs eyes left the woman and her âboyfriendâ.
A glass of whiskey was shoved towards him and the Alpha gladly accepted it. As he did, he couldnât ignore the smirk on his best friendâs lips. The sneaky fucker had to have nodiced something he never wanted his friend to see. But alas, as always, the best choice was to ignore his antics, not to give him more encouragement to question everything the Alpha did.
âI donât,â the Alphaâs answer was sharp, but the grin that played on his lips didnât fade as his eyes sought out for the mysterious woman again.
He didnât move from his spot, watching how she left the club in the arms of her boyfriend. The thought, let alone the view of her being held by another man, pissed him off. It wasnât just his pride; it was his dominant side that hated watching how someone he considered as his already got easily ripped out of his hands.
If it wasnât for the feeling that he had to back off - he would challenge her boyfriend, kill the fucker, and take what he wanted to have. Perhaps, in that case, he would make the woman his personal toy, but it didnât seem as fun as constantly forcing her into submission.
The Alpha would have more fun playing with her bratty attitude than just plain sex.
âWho is she? Seemed pretty hot, didnât notice her face, though,â the Alpha's friend chuckled, unable to ignore the intense gaze of his friend. To say that he was surprised was an understatement since he had never seen his friend let go of someone so easily.
The last time he was near when the Alpha had his eyes on someone - the whole scene ended in a blood bath. Yet, the last time a chosen woman was more than happy to leave by his side while this one didnât seem any excited.
âI have no idea who she is,â the Alpha ran his fingers through his hair in frustration and groaned.
âAnd thatâs the problem - I need to find out who she is and where she came from. This is the first time I see her around, and man, Iâm sure you noticed how many eyes fell on her as soon as she stepped inside this shit hole. Caught my attention instantly. And then, fuck, she had to dance.â The Alpha chuckled.
His friend remained silent as he continued, âI didnât intend to approach her; she would be another eye candy - enjoy from afar. But, fuck, the way she moved her hips got me so worked up, I could fuck her raw on the damn bar counter. Not sure when Iâll get rid of the damn hard-on, thatâs exactly how bad I want to get to know her.â
The amusement faded from his features in the blink of an eye. âThen she refused me, and I swear that was the sexiest thing a woman has done. I was getting on her good side, but that shithead boyfriend of hers had to appear out of fucking nowhere.â The Alpha kept ranting, ignoring the looks he was getting.
Some women, standing near the men, listened to him teary eyed. Their attempts of seducing an Alpha were gone as soon as the mysterious woman stepped on the dance floor.
âThat's why you gave up, huh? Since your competition is a human,â His friend teased him sarcastically, âAww. Look at you. You got it all - the looks, the brain, the skills - you know what I mean, and you still gave up. Sad.â
âGave up? Have you ever seen a day when I would give up on something I want?â The Alpha laughed, raising his hand and motioning for the bartender to bring more shots for him and his friend.
If he didnât get to bring her home, he would return to the original plan - getting wasted with his best friend. Perhaps alcohol could drown the thoughts of that form-fitting dress and her wide hips. And all those sinful, unholy ideas that were burned into his imagination.
âNo, I couldnât recall such a day, but I wouldnât be able to think of a moment when someone denied your whims as well. Dude, you never had to face the problem of not getting what you want. I believe that the human was the first woman to say no to you and insult you as she did. Sheâs good!â The friend laughed, unable to hide his amusement.
A tall, blonde bartender approached both men. She had a wide smile on her lips and way too low cleavage, but both men knew that she wasnât dressed like that to get a man.
She was one of the pack members, a mated she-wolf, and was forced to show off her feminine figure for men in the bar. Of course, nobody was allowed to touch her if they valued their extremities, but it didnât change the fact that showing off breasts brought more tips.
âGood evening, boys, hereâs the regular. Are you enjoying yourselves, or should I make some arrangements?â The woman offered kindly, handing both glasses filled with whiskey.
She used a polite manner whenever she spoke, yet the arrangements she mentioned were nothing else than women. At times, Alpha and his friends would get a particular type of women sent to bars or clubs where they spent their nights.
âI don't think so, Sammy. You see, our dear friend Luci just experienced his first, real big boy no,â the best friend chuckled, eyeing the Alpha.
He decided to ignore the hateful stare his friend sent his way since the situation seemed way too funny to keep a secret. The woman froze as her jaw dropped. Many men were getting rejected in the club, yet no one would ever think that Alpha himself would be in the same situation too. It seemed unreal, like an untold fairytale.
âActually,â the Alpha breathed out, chugging his drink down in one go. âI do need a favor from you, Sammy. Iâm sure you noticed the stunning redhead in the skin-tight dress I just danced with minutes ago. I want to know who she is, whatâs her name, why havenât I met her around here before, and for how long has she dated that fuckhead she called a boyfriend. Tell me everything you know about that human.â With each word escaping his lips, he seemed to grow more aggravated.
Everyone knew that messing with an Alpha was a bad idea, especially if the man was a noticeably dominant one. And their Alpha was one of the most domineering, possessive, and territorial men known so far.
On top of those qualities - the man could come across as the most ignorant asshole ever seen, but most people didnât care about that, neither did he.
âOh, that girl? Iâve seen her before. Sheâs pretty popular around here; believe me, when I say this, youâre not the first one to act like an idiot because of her. I donât think anyone has mentioned her name yet, but sheâs been around for a while. Two weeks or so. She mostly hangs around alone, but sometimes she would go out with her best friend. I havenât heard about a boyfriend, though. Might need to ask around. The town isnât as big, news travel fast,â Sammy grinned.
âInteresting, indeed. Any idea of who he is and how this friend looks?â The Alpha kept pressuring her for more answers. His eyes set on the womanâs face, waiting for a moment when she would crack or seem suspicious.
âOh, he was around just a couple of minutes ago - she came in with him, didnât you notice before? They came in, she disappeared somewhere, I assume the dance floor, and her best friend came to the bar to get some drinks. He sure did take his time flirting with Luka, God if you had seen the look on that boyâs face - hilarious.â Sammy took the empty glass from his hand and spun around before fighting her way back to the bar.
She took the last glance over her shoulder and winked at both men: âGood luck with the hunt; this one seems like a good choice. Keep her close, donât fuck it up this time, Luci.â
âWait, the boyfriend is gay? So she lied?â The Alphaâs friend stared at the door wide-eyed. He couldnât believe that someone had enough courage to lie to an Alpha, let alone one that was interested in them and clearly showed it off.
The Alpha grinned, looking at the main door. He understood that the woman wouldnât return tonight, but he had a feeling that their paths would cross pretty soon. After all, they did live in the same town now - there was no escape or excuse for the woman.
âSeems like she did. Talk about naive.â He chuckled, letting out a deep breath, silently trying to come up with a plan.
âShout out to the Devil,â the Alphas friend laughed at the familiar facial expression. Whatever he was planning to do - it would be something grand in the best or worst way possible. There was no in-between when it came to his friendâs behavior. âNo wonder some people call you fucking Lucifer; youâre about to do some awful shit, right?â
âIâm not, actually. As they say - morning tends to be wiser than the night, so, right now, Iâll leave you with all these women. Choose whichever you like, my friend. I have to take a shower and get out on the road for a bit. Someone reported a stolen car around the highway to the capital city. I should check it and then have some well deserved rest,â the Alpha smiled, placing a hand on his friendâs shoulder and squeezing it lightly.
Without waiting for any answer - he left and headed straight home, his mind still focused on the woman.
âWait and see, little mouse, youâll get to see why they call me the Devil. Just wait and see.â