An Alpha for the Demigod (3 page)

He looks around slowly
taking in his captive state and the location, “What the? Where am
I?” His gaze lands on me. “Who the fuck are you?”

I laugh and say “I’m the
one who’ll be asking the questions here Kevin.”

He glares at me and tries
to pull out of the zip ties but yelps instead “How do you know my
name?”

“
Tsk, tsk. I told you.
I’ll ask the questions. Those ties are coated in a mix of wolfsbane
and silver so, I wouldn’t squirm too much if I were
you.”

His eyes widen and he says
“You’re crazy.”

I nod while scanning the
rows of knives I have laid out. “Indeed, but not as crazy as you.
Now tell me, how is it that Alpha power doesn’t work on you?” I
pick one up and test the tip.

“
I’m not telling you
shit!”

I grin like a madman and
say “Wrong answer,” then I spin around and throw the knife I was
holding, lodging it right in his left foot.

He screams. I circle him
and say “Oh, I’m sorry did that hurt? Care to answer my question
now?”

He spits at me but I dodge
it. “Fuck you.”

I laugh. “No thanks. I
prefer my men with a lot more man and a lot less
weasel.”

He glares at me and says
“You’re a fucking faggot?”

I roundhouse kick him in
the face so hard he spits blood and a few teeth. “I really don’t
like that word.” I crouch down so we’re eye level and say “Now, be
a good boy and tell me why Alpha power doesn’t work on
you.”

He smiles a bloody smile
and says “Never.”

I give him the coldest
smile I possibly can. “Never say never.”

I pull out a few more of
the knives that I have hidden at my back and lodge one in his other
foot, and both his thighs. I grab the left one in his foot and
slowly twist. He’s screaming bloody murder but I’ve barely gotten
started. “You want to tell me everything now? Huh? I haven’t even
begun yet. This is only the tip of the iceberg.”

“
I refuse.”

I shrug. “Guess it’s time
you start losing body parts then isn’t it. So, where should I start
hmm?” I hold another knife in my right hand pointed at his left
“Here?” I move it lower and point it at his crotch “Or maybe
here?”

His eyes widen and he says
“Okay! Okay! I’ll talk just, please don’t cut anything
off.”

I stand so that I can lean
against the table that has all of my tools on it. “So
talk.”

“
Alpha power doesn’t work
on me because I asked a warlock to use a spell to conceal my Alpha
status so I could stay in my pack. In my pack, Alphas are expected
to start their own packs but I didn’t want to. Alpha power doesn’t
work on other Alphas.”

I scan the table over my
shoulder and say “And the girls? Why did you do it?”

He shrugs or tries to.
“They needed to be taught a lesson. Walking around dressed like
whores trying to lure men. They deserved it. So, are you going to
let me go now?”

I nod and slowly reach
behind me to grab what I was looking for. “Yeah, I’ll let you go.
Straight to hell.” I whip out the gun I had behind my back and fire
two bullets before he can even blink. One straight through his
heart and the other right between his eyes. I sigh as the blood
starts pooling on the plastic. Good thing I covered the walls too.
I pull out my phone and call my handler Valik. He’s the one who
gives me assignments and sends out the cleanup crew when I need
one. Which is usually often.

He finally answers on the
third ring. “Lykos, I’ve been waiting to hear from you.”

I laugh. “Ugh huh sure.
Why’d it take you so long to answer the phone then?”

“
Umm...”

“
Yeah, that’s what I
thought. I need a cleanup crew sent to my location. The case has
been handled. I’ll send you all of the details through email once I
get back to my hotel room.”

He chuckles. “You’re the
same as always. I have another assignment that just came across the
desk if you want it.”

I smile. “Sure, send me
the details and I’ll get on it once I’ve finished everything
here.”

“
They’ll be in your email
waiting for you. The cleanup crew should be heading your way. ETA
is twenty minutes.”

“
That’s fine. I’ll have
all my shit packed up and out of their way by the time they get
here.” “Sounds good. Call me when you’ve finished the next
assignment.” I hang up the phone instead of replying then get to
work packing up my tools. I remove the knives from Kevin’s corpse
and wipe them down before putting them in their case.

Once I finish packing
everything into the bag, I grab the two sets of black doctor
booties I brought with me. They’re thin so I always double up. It
was super hard to find them in black too but I did. I don’t want to
track any bloody footprints through the building. It means more
work for the cleanup crew and there’s a higher risk of someone
noticing and suspecting something. So, I’m extremely
cautious.

The last thing I need is
to end up in a human prison. Not that the council would allow that
to happen. There are shifters and other paranormals on all the
police forces for that specific reason. To keep us out of human
jail cells that way none of us freak the fuck out and expose us
all. No one needs that shit.

Especially, with the way
some of these humans are nowadays, we’d have an all-out war on our
hands. They fear what they don’t understand and therefore they
attack it. It was the same with LGBTQ people. Many of them are
humans, their own kind and they still treated them like scum.
Things have changed now of course but humans can be assholes. Most
of them anyways.

Some of them aren’t that
bad. I’ve met a few who knew about the paranormal world because of
their mates. Those who don’t know will never understand that
there’s a whole world they know nothing about. Jesus, what is
taking the cleanup crew so long? They should have been here by now.
I check the time on my phone again. It’s been half an
hour.

Just when I’m about to
call Valik again they finally pull up. The driver jumps out and I
growl “You’re late.” He jumps like a scared cat and immediately
apologizes.

“
I’m so sorry. There was a
construction detour. We got delayed.”

I sigh. “It’s fine. He’s
in a storeroom on the third floor. Just follow the scent of blood
and you’ll find it. I hope you aren’t squeamish.”

I jump into my SUV and
crank it before he can say anything else. I put on my sunglasses
and turn up the radio so I can hear it over the air conditioner.
Even though I have heightened hearing I still like my music pretty
loud and I can normally hear it just fine over the air conditioner
but sometimes, I just feel like jamming. People look at me funny
sometimes because I’m a contradiction. I ride with the air
conditioner on but the window is down usually. Unless it’s way too
hot outside then I leave the window up. It’s also funny to see
their faces when they catch me singing to some of my favorite
songs. I tend to rock the fuck out.

Once I get to my hotel I
pull into a parking space instead of letting the valet do it for
me. I grab the duffel bag off the back seat and put it on the
passenger seat. I open the bag, pull out the clothes inside, and
lay them beside the bag. I strip out of the clothes I’m wearing,
including the boots and stuff them into the bag then change into
the outfit on the seat. It takes some maneuvering to pull the jeans
on while in the driver seat but I manage. I pull on my converse
from the passenger floorboard then I hop out and lock the
doors.

When I get to my hotel
room I check my email then send all the details from today to
Valik. I voice recorded it like I always do with an interrogation
so I send him that file as well. Once I’ve done that, I head to the
shower to get cleaned up before ordering room service for dinner.
I’ll check out of the hotel in the morning and get started on the
next case. Just like I always do.

Chapter Three

Declan

After having that
conversation with my dad during my fishing trip I took a week to
prepare myself for the inevitable. I needed to go over my choices
for a mate before I started wooing them. I have a couple males and
a couple females that I’ve selected. If I have to choose a bond
mate then I want to choose someone I’ll definitely be happy with
so, I’ve included shifters of both sexes from the pack that I found
appealing.

I have a date today with
each of them. I figured I’d handle it kind of like speed dating but
with a bit more time. I’d sit down with each of them and they’d
talk about themselves and why they think they would make a good
mate. We’ll do it in a pack restaurant so that I can see if they
check out any other men while in my presence just to rule out the
cheating option and if I decide on one of them great, if not then
I’ll have to look elsewhere.

I’m sitting at my
breakfast nook stewing over my options and drinking coffee when
Crispin comes barging in. “Dude, knock much?”

Crispin flips me off and
says “Have you seen this?”

He lays a shifter
newspaper in front of me and I stare at it “What am I looking at
here?”

He looks at it and says
“Oh, wrong page.” He flips through to page three and lays it in
front of me. “Here. Council news. Read it.”

I skim through it not
getting what he’s talking about. “What? I don’t see what’s so
important.”

He points at a picture
with an article. “It’s an Obit for Kevin Wright. That wolf we heard
about from a pack three states over who raped all those women. You
know the one the Shifter Council couldn’t do anything
about.”

I read over it again “So
it is. The guy died huh. I guess that’s some form of justice. All
the women he raped won’t have to worry anymore.”

Crispin says “But, that’s
just it. He didn’t just up and die.”

I sigh. “What are you
talking about Crispin?”

“
You haven’t heard about
it? Seriously? What, are you living under a rock? The Paranormal
Council had him dealt with if you know what I mean. Someone said
they saw him get grabbed by a guy dressed all in black from the
alley outside of his place of work. Dude stuck a syringe in his
neck to knock him out and dragged him off. They didn’t see what he
looked like though.”

My mouth drops open in
shock. “Holy shit, they actually do that. I thought it was just a
myth created to put fear into the heart of paranormals. You know,
so they don’t fuck up and get on their radar.”

Crispin shakes his head
and says “Nope, it’s true.”

“
Dude that’s fucking
awesome. I always said they were like the mafia. Holy shit, I was
right! They totally whacked this guy because of what he
did.”

Crispin laughs and says
“You’re insane.”

I shrug. “I think it’s
cool that we have our own version of the mob looking out for us.
You know how it is, in those old movies they aren’t bad people they
just do bad things. But, the Paranormal Council doing things the
way they do is kind of like vigilante justice.”

“
You could be right but,
can you imagine how lonely it must be for these guys? No one knows
who they are, where they’re located or what kind of paranormals
they are. Nobody has seen their faces except for the paranormal
leaders that hire them sometimes and those guys are sworn to
secrecy. It’s a bitter life of solitude. I wouldn’t wish that on my
worst enemy.”

I nod and say “Yeah,
you’re right.” I look at the time and jump out of my seat. “Oh
shit, I’m going to be late. I have four dates to sit through and I
still haven’t gotten dressed yet.” I run towards my bedroom quickly
stripping off my clothes and jumping into the shower so that I
don’t smell like a total bum when I get there. Once I’m finished I
hurriedly get dressed and run out the house toward my truck but I
feel a sudden breeze. I look down and say “Shit, no pants.” My
neighbors are laughing at me so I just smile and wave, naked as a
jaybird from the waist down.