Chapter16　Enter The Alpha

Scarlett awoke feeling very comfortable, snuggled in a pleasant warm cocoon - although

something was poking her stomach. Frowning she reached down wondering what was in her bed,

grabbing it she shoved it away, hearing a grunt. She froze, realising the thick hard thing poking her

was not a random item in her bed, something she realised the moment she had pushed it.

“Fuck Red!” Elijah groaned, letting go of her and rolling onto his back. The sharp shove to his

dick was not the way he wanted to wake up, Scarlett covered her mouth stifling a giggle.

“Oops sorry... but why the hell are you in my bed?”

Elijah raised an eyebrow, his eyes still full of sleep as he looked at her and making her heart

skip a beat as she realised she was living a dream. She had just woken up in Elijah Westwood's

arms...

“This is my bed, you came on to me sweetheart.” He mocked, pulling her against him. She

grabbed his bare shoulders looking into his eyes, not expecting the sudden move.

“I don't know, that's hard to believe...” She said suspiciously, trying not to focus on his dick that

was pressing against her lower stomach nor the way his body felt against her, sending pleasure to

her lower regions.

“Mm, there's a lot of things that are hard to believe... one being that you Red are so fucking

sexy, it's still kind of mind-blowing.” He murmured kissing her neck sensually, rewarded by a low

moan. He flipped her onto her back, her racing heart loud in both their ears, her chest rising and

falling. About to kiss her, they were interrupted by the sound of her phone began ringing.

“Fuck that's mom.” She said recognising the tune. Pushing him off she rushed to the phone she

had plugged in last night. “She's video-calling, stay out of sight!”

Getting into her own bed, she pulled the bedding over not wanting to risk any of last nights

marks showing. Taking the call, she gave her mom a small smile.

“Hey mama.” She said yawning, Elijah smirked from the other bed watching her.

“Hey honey, I didn't get one call from you yesterday and Jackson said Elijah hasn't been in

touch. You two are ok, aren't you?” She asked concerned.

“Yeah perfectly.” Scarlett said, her stomach knotting as she saw Elijah get up stretching, her eyes

running over his muscular back. God was he handsome...

“Scarlett? Is Elijah there?” Jessica asked seeing Scarlett looking elsewhere, Scarlett's eyes

widened for a second.

“No, I just woke up, I was just looking at the time.” She replied smoothly, daring not to look at

Elijah who was now smirking as he opened his bag.

“Ah ok, well honey please be obedient, he is your future alpha, keep that in mind.” Jessica said,

Scarlett frowned as Elijah nodded his head in silent agreement to Jessica.

“Mom if he's a jerk I'm not going to bow down to him.” Scarlett said, now frowning at her

mother who seemed to be busy measuring flour.

“Scarlett... Like I said - respect and obey him. You may be his sister but still, he was so sweet

and mature to take you along on this trip, so please don't make it hard for him.”

“OK mom I get it, Elijah is the perfect little alpha I need to obey. Can I go now? We need to

head out and I need to get ready.” Scarlett said curtly, her mother and Elijah were both irking her.

“Ok love you.” Jessica said sighing in defeat. Scarlett hung up and tossed her phone on her bed

as Elijah smirked coming over to her.

“As she said, obey your Alpha. Wanna get down on your knees for me?” He teased.

“Fuck you, Elijah.” Scarlett said not in the mood.

“If that's what you want.” He said, about to get on the bed when Scarlett jumped out the other

end. Grabbing a cushion she tossed it at him hard, he caught it smirking as she stormed to the

bathroom

“You are such a jerk.” She grumbled.

“And you're just moody as fuck in the morning.” He said, the slam of the bathroom door was

his only reply. He smirked in amusement; it really was fun to rile her up, now he remembered exactly

why he liked to piss her off...

It was more than an hour later and they were on the road, the playful mood from earlier was

gone. Scarlett's mood was completely off with the thought of her father and even Elijah knew not to

push her. He did not know exactly what she was going through but he knew it wasn't easy.

She was dressed in a leather black jacket, tank top, black skinny jeans and boots. She had her

hair pulled into a ponytail with a few strands left out to frame her face. Some mascara and eyeliner

accented her eyes and her usual matt-red lipstick finished it off. She looked sexy as hell in Elijah’s

books but both knew this was a risky mission, and the seriousness was clear in the air.

“Scarlett...” Elijah said as they neared Kendal.

“Mm?”

“Try not attacking anyone... there's something special about you. I don't think it's wise to let

others know that.” He said moving his black t-shirt aside, the scars were slightly scabbing but they

weren't healing.

“Special?” Scarlett scoffed. “I think the word you're looking for is freak-show.”

Elijah frowned. “Being different does not make you a fucking freak Red.”

“I know, but that's what everyone else thinks. Don't you? Isn't keeping someone like me in the

pack dangerous?” She asked icily. Elijah looked at her, he could sense her agitation, her restlessness

and knew it was mostly to do with coming face to face with her father. He reached over placing a

hand on her thigh, giving her a gentle squeeze.

“We're werewolves, we're fucking dangerous anyway. You're part of the Blood Moon, no matter

if you are different.” He said. She frowned, she knew she was looking for an argument, an excuse to

lash out and vent her frustration but when he spoke like that, he frustratingly just seemed to calm

her.

She sighed resting her head against the headrest.

“It'll be ok.” He said, although he was not sure how true that was. No one would risk attacking

an alpha without a proper reason, and with Scarlett coming here, that should be enough of a reason

for them not to attack. His only concern was they may not let them leave willingly...

They had parked up outside of the forest, not knowing exactly where the Desert Storm Packs

territory started. Elijah did not want his new car wrecked, not after what happened to her car the last

time they ran into wolves from this pack.

The scenery was beautiful, the trees were green and rustling in the soft wind, the sun peeking

through the high treetops. The ground was covered in dirt and stones, uprooted tree trunks

occasionally crossed their path. Although it was oddly quiet unlike the wilderness in their own pack,

the sound of forest animals was missing, it took Scarlett a while to realise what was missing at first.

The strange silence only adding to the discomfort that was resting within the pit of her stomach.

She was not good with directions but the forest area she was currently in was familiar. Certain

areas bought back memories, most that were not so pleasant. She shivered looking at a large tree

trunk just up ahead. Towards the lower side of the trunk it was splintered and hacked at, as if it had

been used as a punching bag or for weapon training. However, Scarlett knew it had been used for a

lot more than that.

The memory of her head being slammed against it repeatedly returned to her, her heart

thudding in her chest. The ghostlike memory of the pain splitting through her head overcoming her.

They were on pack grounds already, her blood ran cold and she wished she did not come here.

“Scarlett?” Elijah said. She was pale, her eyes conflicted and lost in thought. He snapped his

fingers in front of her face bringing her back to the present. “Bringing back memories?”

She didn't reply, she had locked those emotions away, she didn't want to talk about them...

Elijah seemed to understand, not pushing for an answer. He simply took her hand, lacing his fingers

in hers. She looked up at him, her heart skipping a beat. She was glad he was here with her, she

stepped closer to him, for a moment resting her head on his shoulder.

Just then they heard the crunch of dirt beneath feet and a cold powerful aura surround them.

Seven men stepped into the opening but it was the one in the middle who was oozing power, his

hands casually in the pockets of his white designer suit pants.

Scarlett did not need to look up to know who the man was, her eyes fixed on the ground when

those sleek smart shoes came into view. Not a speck of dirt on them despite being in the middle of

a forest.

Elijah felt the Alpha aura that had entered the area and instantly knew it was Scarlett's father.

He looked at the man who walked into view. Under his white suit he had on a black shirt, a few

buttons left open, showing off his chest. He was tall, probably about the same height as Elijah. His

skin was pale as if he did not spend much time in the sun, remarkably similar to Scarlett's Elijah

thought. His hair was platinum blond, his eyes the same sage green as Scarlett's but unlike hers they

looked like cold glaciers, lacking all emotion.

He barely looked a day over 25 and for a moment Elijah was not sure if it was her father,

despite the stark similarities. Werewolves aged slower but even then, this man looked younger than

Jessica and Jackson, who could easily pass to be in their early 30s. It was around 30 when

werewolves tended to slow down ageing but somehow this man looked as if time stopped earlier

for him.

Scarlett's eyes locked with the cold green ones before her. He had not changed, apart from his

hair that was now long on top with short back and sides. He looked the same as he did the last time

she had seen him, minus the blood splattered on his suit and the manic rage within his eyes...

A cold smirk crossed his lips, his eyes fixated on Scarlett. “Well, well, look who we have here...”

His low chilling guttural voice came, it sent a sinister shiver through her body.

Elijah’s hold on her hand tightened. A strong sense of protectiveness overcame him, he did not

like the effect this man had on her. He knew he was strong; he could feel his power weighing down

on them like a suffocating chokehold. He frowned, well he was not the only alpha around here...

Elijah always reigned his own power in, toning down the aura that emitted from him. No one really

knew the extent because it often was too much to handle. But right now it was a display of power

and he was not going to lose.

Letting his own Alpha power roll of him at its full strength he was satisfied when the man's

attention turned to him, a glimmer of emotion flitted in them although it vanished as quickly as it

came. All eyes were now on the two alphas. Both were now looking at each other.

Dangerous blue eyes met cold green as the two alphas’ now stared each other down...0000