SILVERS ALPHA

SAMANTHA BATES

COPYRIGHT 2011 SAMANTHA BATES

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I would like to take this opportunity to thank my baby sister Nicki for her unwavering support and

encouragement, without her I would not have started book 2, she continues to be my biggest fan

and critic. So this one's for you, with all my love.

As always I want to send my love to my husband Michael for believing in pretty much everything I do

and to my girls, love you always.

Chapter 1

How had this happened, he was leaving the restaurant and woke up here. He knew he was close to

dying, but he was definitely not close enough. He had only seen the inside of this room since waking

up, and still didn't have any idea where he was. What he did know filled him with fear, he couldn't

escape, he had tried everything and was too tired to keep trying. His wife would be worried, he

thought constantly about her, his beautiful wife.

He looked around the darkened room, his movement restricted by the shackles holding him on the

large wooden table. He had determined he was in some sort of a basement, there were no windows

and he couldn't hear anything outside of this room. He hurt everywhere, his lip was swollen and one

of his eyes felt almost swollen shut. When he heard someone coming down the stairs, he wished

both eyes were swollen shut.

As she pulled into her driveway, the house looked ominous; the eerie feeling was magnified by the

darkness of night. The winding driveway and huge fir trees prevented it from being seen from the

road. Locating a house like this in bustling New York City was not easy, set 30 miles from any other

property adequately served the unusual needs of the owner.

The house could only be found by invitation, or not, as is the case for some of the inhabitants. The

outside of the house was painted a dark grey. The inside was spread over 3 floors, with 9 rooms on

the ground floor for entertaining. The entertaining rooms were all tastefully decorated. The

burgundy walls stood out against the black curtains, as well as the equally dark furniture which was

spread throughout each room. Some of the more unusual equipment was custom made and had

dramatically increased her profit's, which always pleased her. A further 12 rooms and 3 bath rooms

were housed on the second floor. These rooms contained her employees when they were not

required.

After she brought the house, she separated it into two sections. One section housed her lucrative

business, and another smaller section provided a living area, for her personal use when she visited

her investments.

The basement made up the other floor, which she had turned into a private room for her own

special entertaining. The room was currently illuminated by thick black candles on large wooden

stands; with no windows it was completely private. The high ceilings enlarged the shadows moving

along the walls. Each contained various runes painted in a thick red substance; the room always

seemed to vibrate with a heavy ominous presence.

He heard her enter before he saw her; the clanging of her shoes as she came down the stairs

increased his fear. Already he could feel the panic set his chest, especially when he heard the anger

in her tone,

'that bitch, how dare she? Who does she think she is taking what is mine? It's time to teach her a

lesson."

Oh god she was really pissed. In his head he cited the Lord's Prayer, and then prayed for forgiveness

while he yet again he wished he was dead already.

Staring at herself in the mirror, she was dismayed to see that her long hair which was rapidly turning

grey. Already there was a slight drop in her eyebrows, but thankfully her breasts were still ripe and

firm. She stroked her hard, plump breasts through the lace of her black top; even without a bra they

still looked good.

From of the corner of the mirror she could see Alex watching her, his eyes had a dark hooded

expression. Moving her gaze down she continued to stroke her breasts and noted his obvious

arousal, made more evident by his always naked state. It pleased her to see that Alex was ready for

her, but he would have to wait or face the consequences. Alex had learnt to move to her beat after

many years in her service. Striding across the room she continued the tirade.

"By now she should be out of the picture and it should all be mine, everything she has should be

mine. I deserve it; I have paid well for it. Someone will pay; she will get the message…. However in

the meantime my beauty" she purred as she stroked the cheek of the play thing currently strapped

down in the middle of the room,

"I think it's time for a little fun"

"Please no, I beg you, anything I promise anything" she watched the fear on his face which

heightened her own arousal.

She watched the man strapped to the table which left his arms and legs spread, the chains

restricting him, there was no room for any movement and no matter how hard he tried she knew

there was no give.

His heart beat increased at the sight of her, when SHE wasn't here her minions came to check on him

but no matter how hard he pleaded for them to let him go, they just ignored him. But when she was

here things got a whole lot worse,

"Now now don't beg mmmmm actually do beg it so turns me on. Now be a good boy and open up"

He refused, he knew what would happen next, and he didn't want to let that happen again, he

couldn't let that happen again. She nodded and Alex came over, the man was a brute as he pried his

mouth open forcing in 2 tablets by yanking his head back. Alex poured the water in, forcing him to

swallow the water and therefore the tablets. All the while he knew she would be touching herself as

she always did, this time he would not show them fear, he was determined not. With all the will he

had left he held back the tears, he bit his tongue to keep from panicking.

"Hit him Alex" she whispered.

He braced himself but it didn't help, bang came the first blow, then the second and third. She was

stood in front of him so he saw her slide her hands up the tight leather skirt, he saw her touch

herself intimately. He tried to turn away but she grabbed his head forcing him to watch, he tried to

look past her, tried to make his eyes look dead, he had realized the fear is what she wanted to see, it

aroused her. Alex turned towards her and she slapped him.

By now he knew that Alex would find that arousing, he closed his eyes he didn't need to see this

played out, he had seen this too many times, he knew Alex loved her in whatever way he could love

anyone. He didn't know why but he had seen the way he looked at her, he knew he would stroke her

arms, pull her breasts out of her top, bite each nipple in turn as she pulled hard on his head. He

would drop to his knees and slide his hands up her thighs to join her hands where she continued to

touch herself before,

"My queen can I taste you?" Alex was desperate for her, he always was, and it sickened him.

He knew as she smiled that she was waiting to see the response she wanted from him, and as he felt

his penis responding to the tablets, he knew he was next in line and knew that as always Alex would

watch, but unlike Alex he felt his stomach knot in fear of her attention, maybe this time they would

just kill him. It seemed that someone was listening to him, as she looked at him she frowned at his

face, the lack of fear upset her, as he saw her looking at him he realised he was too tired to be

scared anymore,

"I am bored of him"

and he watched as Alex came towards him with the knife, he slid the knife over his throat, the pain

was only fleeting, the bliss of death awaited him, he said goodbye to his wife, he apologized for

leaving her alone as he felt the blood drip down, his life force slowly ebbing away, he wouldn't let

them be the last thing he saw, he pictured his beautiful Emily, their first date, their wedding day, the

day they moved into their first house and mercifully he stopped feeling anything.

As she watched him stop breathing and die, her excitement rocketed but unfortunately her appetite

had not been stated

"Alex I need a new toy, bring down the girl from room 3".

Chapter 2

"Jesus Lucky GET DOWN"

As she ducked, Lucky narrowly missed being hit by the warlock who seemed generally harmless until

he started throwing lightning bolts at them. God damn it! How had this gone from paying for a fake

psychic reading to almost being incinerated?

For the last year Lucky had been part of the Paranormal Task Force or PTF for short, everyone had to

have a good acronym. After joining the police force at the age of 20, she had gained a good

reputation with a pretty fantastic clear up rate. However for the first 15 of her 16 years on the force

Lucky had kept her ability to read people's emotions from most of her colleagues, her then boss

however had known that she was an empath. He had served on the force with her dad so had known

Lucky from a young age. He had kept her secret for a long time for which she would be eternally

grateful.

Even after the other species became an open part of society Lucky had still kept her secret from her

fellow officers, although in the last few years she had in fact discovered another gist in her somehow

unusual genetic makeup, Lucky was somehow immune to most forms of magic. So far all types of

magic had been unable to penetrate her against her will, if on the other hand she chose to she could

let the magic in. This along with her other special skills made her an asset in the PTF.

Aside from these obvious assets, Lucky was dam strong, she was trained in several martial arts

including self-defence, she could bench press more than most human men and could also take a

beating better than most humans (well ok she healed quicker so didn't look as bruised and battered

for as long, but the beatings still hurt like hell).

Her life changed dramatically when she was asked to join the PTF, a significant pay rise and flexible

hours were added incentives, along with the ability to openly use her gifts instead of hiding from the

world. The pay rise was the initial reason she had taken the job, she would have been stupid not to

be intimidated at the thought of working with Vampires and shifters. But at the time Lucky who had

separated from her husband 3 years previously had been finding it difficult financially. She knew Phil

did his best to help when he could but it hadn't been easy. It wasn't a surprise that she and Phil had

become closer since they separated, part of the reason they divorced was the lack of excitement

between them, the mundane life they lived, she wanted more, she just wasn't quite sure what that

"more" was.

Although Lucky was the only human on the PTF and there were some problems with a certain

colleague who was an ass, she really enjoyed her new job and for the first time she had no need to

cover up her talents. She was partnered with Darius who was a pretty good partner, considering he

was a Vampire. They actually made a good team, his superior strength, fast moves and his

knowledge that could only come from being over 800 hundred years old came in really helpful. In

fact the only downside was his amazing hair, the shoulder length blonde locks, fantastic bone

structure giving him model like features, his large green eyes and those prominent hard muscles,

which put together made Lucky feel plain and dowdy in comparison.

Darius was extremely impressive but there had never been any kind of sexual spark between them.

It also galled Lucky that someone 800 years older than her 34 years could still look younger than she

did, which was without a doubt so screwy.

Her work was however a high risk job, to protect them their headquarters were listed as an

accountancy firm. Wanda, their resident witch, provided Lucky with a potion to induce a glamour

when at work, she took this when she arrived and took the antidote when she left ensuring she was

not recognised as part of the PTF, at work she was known as officer Luciano which was close enough

to her first name to remember and gave her added security when off shift.

This morning Bastian, her boss and warlock, had sent them out to gather enough evidence to arrest

the warlock going by the name of Merlin (what a cliché), he was suspected of obtaining property by

deception from vulnerable humans. The reports indicated that Merlin started a psychic reading

which customers remembered as being very good, but were later unable to recall the details. In

addition to this fantastic reading they also left his shop with a few less valuable items, such as

watches, cash, earrings, cars, the customers didn't even realise they had lost anything.

In fact the reports were prompted by family and friends. Lucky's gifts made her the perfect

customer, Merlin would recognise someone from another species, but as she was human he

wouldn't see any risks with her, she was certain the nice large diamond on her finger and the locket

round her neck would interest him.

The plan was supposed to be simple, pay for a reading, wait for him to start whatever mumbo jumbo

he was doing, record it all on the microphone in her watch and then Darius would show up and they

could arrest him. So simple, Not! After the reading started, she listened as he chanted a spell that

would render the recipient open to his will and leave them with memory loss. Everything was going

well, she had enough evidence to end it, Darius came in at the right time but when he entered

Merlin got a little pissed and started shooting lightning at them. They didn't even know he had the

capacity to do that.

"DARIUS MOVE" Lucky bellowed in time for Darius to move to the left, missing the glass that

shattered from the lightning bolt. However he did spin close enough to the warlock to reach out with

a right hook, which floored the warlock immediately. The small back room was now a mess with the

small round table and crystal ball all over the floor as well as the various boxes and books.

"Jesus Lucky, how did you know he was going for the window?" Darius was flicking dust off of his

black jacket and hair,

"I felt him change from feeling panicky to smug and sly; I saw him look to the window and knew

what he was planning. I just wasn't close enough to stop him"

Darius knelt down and handcuffed the Warlock, when he returned to the world of consciousness,

Darius dragged him to his feet and they headed to the station. All of their work cars had a coating to

prevent those in the back from seeing out; when they entered the vicinity of the station they sent

the screen up between the front seat and passenger seat so the people coming into the station

could not see the building as they pulled into the underground car park. The PTF had their own

building and the cells were impenetrable or they had been so far, the cells prevented any magic or

shifting, they were steel cells coated in silver and the bars were reinforced and regularly blessed by

the local priest. Merlin wasn't going anywhere soon.

As Lucky brought the car around the door Darius waited until she pulled up before he came out with

Merlin. It was a myth that Vampires turned to dust in the sun, they didn't, but any exposure to the

sun on bare skin resulted in some serious burns, older vampires had a higher immunity to the sun

but it still painful, so during the daylight hours, Darius made sure he was well covered and always

wore a baseball cap.

When they were near the station Lucky turned to look at Merlin as she started to send the screen

up, he had started laughing almost hysterically which was bizarre; looking at her he stopped, he was

an odd looking man, he was short and squat, with his receding hair that he combed to try and

unsuccessfully cover his bald spot and flowing blue robe, Lucky wasn't sure how he had any

customer's,

"You stopped your reading too soon; don't you want to know the secrets of your future officer?"

"From a con man like you, I don't think so" Lucky was in no rush to know the future and preferred to

let the future come to her. But Merlin wasn't listening to her,

"Oh I think you should know that your time is coming, (he had started laughing again) you will be

dealing with a force greater than you have ever seen and you will gain in order to loose, yours is to

suffer, for without the sacrifice there is no end"

She frowned at him, "what crap are you spouting? I can give you a reading that is more likely to

come true… mmmm….. here we go; I can sense a loss in your fortunes, what was once lucrative is no

longer. A force is going to remove you from what is normal to an environment controlled by

someone else"

Lucky knew that other officers were combing Merlin's shop for stolen goods; so far the deception

was estimated to be over $25000 which would in likelihood lead to a short but harsh prison

sentence.

Arriving at the station Darius booked him in while Lucky headed to the office to start the paperwork,

Merlin decided to carry on his little reading into her life,

"Goodbye officer Luciano, soon to be ex officer Luciano". That was why they used the glamour and

fake name, so assholes like Merlin didn't know who she really was.

Lucky stopped mid stride and although she did not turn towards Merlin she was stupidly listening,

"Ah that got your attention, well let me tell you something, quite soon you are going to come up

against someone that is stronger than you and will turn your world upside down, they will bring you

to your knees and affect you forever more"

With a sigh Lucky carried on walking, only 2 hours left till the end of shift. Lucky picked up her mail

as she entered the office, the office was state of the art, with a bank of computers at the front

where Josie ran the show, and from there Josie could do almost anything. Josie was also human but

didn't take active duty; in effect she was office bound, which is where her talents required her to be.

The rest of the office had an open plan feel, with 12 desks, they rotated their duties; there were 24

in the team and 12 on at any one time. Bastian the boss mixed his hours but was also on 24 hour call

out. Darius covered for him when required.

She saw George when she entered the office, bracing herself for the onslaught she knew would be

coming,

"well if it isn't unlucky, Lucky. Where's Darius, don't tell me he left you alone? What happened did

you screw up or does he think you are a big girl and allowed to walk the building on your own, be

careful you might stub a toe?"

Why did George have to been on this side of the team, oh yeah she remembered, he had friends in

high places? He might be a fox shifter but he was an ass and a jerk and could not help himself, she

walked away as she always did but unfortunately Darius chose his moment to arrive, he didn't

respond well to Georges taunts,

'screw you George, if I had a choice I would trust Lucky before you any day. Oh and a word of advice,

just cos you can't see me doesn't mean I am not there and won't kick your ass'

Although Lucky hated George she found it relatively easy to ignore him, he constantly kissed

Bastian's ass, but rather than making him more popular Bastian overlooked George and he blamed

her for it. George was a fox shifter, and this in turn made him sly and basically a dick, although it was

only her he chose to taunt. Lucky was pretty certain he had an uncle high up who got him the job.

She certainly couldn't think of any other reason he was part of the PTF.

"George, do yourself a favour and get laid this weekend, it might help you feel more…. No just that's

it might help you FEEL MORE",

Lucky's little comeback raised a few discreet twitters, before the light and soul of the party arrived,

"Yo people of the PTF, I think we should go check the clubs for illegal activities it is after all Friday

night and nearly knocking off time." In rolled Mitch.

Mitch was an ancient warrior for the gods and part of PTF, he had super human strength and super

human looks. His hair had no particular colour and cascaded down his back, he was all brawn and

women swooned whenever he walked past. God warriors looked strong and mean, not that she had

seen many, they were reported to be picked by the gods and then sent to do their bidding although

they normally remained up stairs with the Gods or Goddesses. For some reason the PTF was 'said

bidding” for Mitch, he was tight lipped about the whys, but he was in party mode most of the time

and always fun to be around.

"What you mean is let's go get wrecked, I can't think of anything better right now" smiled my

partner.

Darius was a very social vampire and between him and Mitch they were constantly trying to get

Lucky to go drinking with them, which she rarely did, she was pretty certain they would get her into

trouble. In fact Darius was quite well known in this area and was reportedly friends with the Silver

pack who ran a fair few of the bars within New York City and had recently opened up a night club.

She hadn't met any of them yet, mainly because they seemed to stay on the right side of the law.

As a vampire Darius' diet was predominantly blood, he could take food but it was mostly for show. It

was illegal to take blood from a human against their will and in public, so most shops and bars now

sold blood by the bottle organised by blood type, the rarer the type the more expensive it was.

Giving blood had become a lucrative business. Charmed bracelets and necklaces were now sold in

most shops, to protect the vulnerable from being mesmerised by the unruly Vampires. The law

recognised the power differences between humans and other species, it also been found that a

human can quickly become addicted to the high from having a vampire bite them and help groups

had been set up to help break the cycle of addiction. The laws and punishments were different for

different species although where appropriate they still tried to maintain many traditional practices

of the species.

Lucky was not aware of any occasion where Darius took blood from a person, although she knew lots

of vampires did so during sex. A vampire was able to get drunk if alcohol was mixed with the blood

and she had on occasions seen Darius pretty wasted, but they needed more alcohol than humans do

to feel drunk, this also makes sense considering most vampires are pretty old and would have built a

tolerance over the years.

"I will party if Lucky will, what do you say partner?" Darius was smiling at her,

"sorry guys, I have a night out planned with the girls" Lucky was checking her emails while opening

her post so was somewhat distracted.

"Is Mary going to be there, if so I might have to join you" Mary was Lucky's friend who was still

terrified of all the other species, but Darius flirted outrageously with her.

Lucky laughed 'she may have a soft spot for you Darius but Mary is also terrified of "other species'

and you know it."

Lucky was going through her mail, she picked up a large envelope. As she went to slide her thumb

under the crease, Darius grabbed it from her and proceeded to sniff it,

'seriously D have you got some weird thing with envelopes that we should know about. I mean I

know you blood suckers have some strange fetishes but envelopes?" Mitch was laughing but clearly

as confused as Lucky, especially when Darius started inspecting the envelope

Bastian came out from his office, at 6"2 Bastian was just elegance, he was tall and willowy, with long

blond hair, many people mistook him for being female from the back, but when he turned around

they could not recollect why, he was definitely all male. He was very strong physically but also very

clever and old, very old and also one of the strongest warlocks in New York City. As leader of PTF he

took his job very seriously, today he was wearing a navy blue 3 piece suit (one of what must be large

collection of suits) and had his hair held back with a leather tie.

"Good job tonight folks, one warlock processed, 2 vampires and a harpy, why are you all still here, I

expected to be in a ghost town as is usual on Friday nights?" he stopped when he saw Darius

"Darius is there a problem? What's with the envelope?"

Darius seemed distracted as he answered,

"Blood" looking at the blank expressions "it's for Lucky and I can smell blood"

Bastian took the envelope and after he examined it he opened it,

"Hello did any of you notice the name on the envelope and did any of you hear that it is an offence

to open someone else's mail?"

The envelope contained a single piece of paper. Peering over his shoulder Lucky read it, what the

hell?

'HOW DARE YOU, BITCH, YOU TAKE FROM ME AND I WILL DESTROY YOU. YOU HAD EVERYTHING

AND LOST IT SO NOW IT's MINE. IF YOU KEEP GETTING IN MY WAY I WILL REMOVE YOU FROM LIFE'

"What the hell is that?" Darius knew as she did that it was the words that were written in blood.

Lucky listened as everyone made suggestions about what to do, surprisingly, the men felt Lucky

should stay with one of them tonight, except for George who was unusually quiet. Wanda was the

only other female aside from Josie in the PTF and although she was office based, people normally

listened to her.

As the resident witch Wanda spent her time decoding both legal and illegal magic. Wanda thought

that Lucky could protect herself better than most females, all girls stick together. Lucky did not think

it would be helpful to remind them she was going out tonight so instead snuck out and drove home.

It seemed stupid but no-one outside of the office knew her identity so the risks were minimal.

Within a minute of leaving the station, her mobile started ringing incessantly

"Hey Darius, I am fine and nearly home" (okay maybe a slight exaggeration)

"Lucky, this is Bastian, I want to know why the hell you left before we had decided on a course of

action, as your superior I am pretty pissed. Any ideas on who could have sent this, any personal

problems, work problems? You need to turn around and get your ass back here we can sort this

out".

Why did men tend to get all over protective, it must be the testosterone

"thanks for the advice boss but as of 20 minutes ago I am off duty and have plans tonight so I can't

really turn around, I will spend the night around lots of people if that makes you feel any better"

"Lucky this is serious" Bastian's tone now held a level of authority that he didn't use often, it did give

her pause but not for long,

"I get that, however I am now running late and as scary as you are, the ladies I am meeting scare me

more. As to who, I have no idea, I piss a lot of people off, but no-one has made any threats so who

knows, to be fair you know its par of the course with this job. Whoever it is will still be pissed off

next week"

'shit Lucky, would you turn round if I ordered you to?" Even Lucky could hear the hoots in the

background, clearly Bastian was still in the main office where everyone could hear, he sighed,

"Fine, I will have people do regular drives past your house, I recommend you stay in tonight"

"sorry, hello, hello, Bastian, Sorry I can't hear you" Lucky smiled as she hung up.

She needed to have a few drinks, relax with the ladies and enjoy the rest of her weekend, although

that was not likely to happen when she was sat in traffic due to a car accident, which was probably

caused by some asshole, who did not have plans to go out. As she crawled through the city to reach

her home, she looked around her. God she loved New York, she loved the hustle and bustle, she,

liked the crowded streets. Although sometimes though she wished she had somewhere that was

away from it all, a little sanctuary.

Pulling onto the drive she saw Mary, Amelia and Sarah jump out of Mary's car, Sarah had her hands

full with what looked like clothes and make up bags, what was she planning? Lucky felt like she was

going to be ambushed.

"sorry, sorry it won't take me long to get showered" with that Lucky ran upstairs. When she came

out of the shower she found the girls waiting.

Mary was waiting with a hair dryer, while Amelia was holding up a rather short black dress.

"What are you doing, I am perfectly capable of getting myself dressed" Lucky didn't like the look of

this.

Sarah smiled at her, with her dark olive skin and shoulder length dark brown hair she was stunning,

but it was Amelia who answered

"of course sweetie but we thought that with you being so busy we could give you a makeover and

well…It's like this, we spend all of our time getting ready to go out, buying a new dress, doing our

nails etc. You however come in, shower, slap a little make up on, and don trousers and normally a

tank top and leave. We want to dress you up a little"

Amelia had never really been subtle but she didn't need to be, she was a hot shot lawyer and very

used to getting her own way,

"you are so pretty Lucky, you have great legs but no-one ever sees them, so tonight they will"

Sarah was already sorting through Luckys make up, which she declared inadequate but doable, even

though she had brought her own make up Sarah liked to check through Lucky's and remind her to

update it. However the end result was actually pleasing, Lucky always dressed functional and

although she did get dressed up it was a rarity. Tonight, thanks to the girls, she felt sexy in the little

black dress and heels, let's just hope she didn't break her ankle.

After getting a taxi into the city, they spent the next 2 hours, getting a little drunk and a little louder

with every drink and bar.

Lucky watched Amelia dig in her purse with a sneaky grin,

"Ladies, I have tickets to Silver's, now Mary I know it's not your thing with the other types of people

being there, but the tickets also offer 2 complimentary drinks and it is supposed to be pretty nice"

Lucky was curious to see the club run by wolves, they actually had a good reputation and apparently

did not allow any unsavoury practices which they knew other clubs offered.

She watched as Mary tried to focus her slightly glassy eyes, Mary normally wouldn't agree to

anything like this

"Oh well who am I to stop you all getting 2 free drinks, letssss go" needless to say Mary was a little

tipsy which was always amusing. Out of the 4 of them Mary was the most conservative, she was

quite tall at 5"8, with short chestnut brown hair, she was thin but worried about becoming too thin

or too fat, it was fair to say she was slightly neurotic and was constantly worried about getting ill. As

a partner in her family bookstore, reading had to be Mary's favourite past time so the job definitely

suited her, however the fantasy stopped in the books, except when she was drunk, then Mary

became more daring and outspoken, alcohol certainly lowered her inhibitions.

As they got to the door of Silver's she could see Mary and Sarah straighten up slightly although Lucky

suspected it was for different reasons, Mary would have gotten a look at the huge men on the door

and realised that they were wolves, whereas Sarah would be looking at the huge men on the door

and not caring that they were wolves, that only added to the attraction for Sarah. At this point the

little black dress was certainly doing a fine job and maximizing her assets, she had been

propositioned several times; men and the occasional woman had looked her up and down, like she

was dessert. Lucky wasn't sure if she liked the attention or not.

Chapter 3

Ben sat at his desk and could feel the music vibrating through floor and walls. He loved being here;

15 months ago Ben had managed to get the board's approval to buy this place. It was a bargain,

partly because at the time it was so run down, the renovation took 9 gruelling months, but 6 months

ago he opened up the first Silver pack nightclub and so far it was a roaring success.

The pack had owned bars in the New York area for decades and these combined with the

construction company they ran had made Silver a very profitable company, one Ben was proud to be

involved in. It was also the first club that allowed the species to mix in safety, there were several

other clubs that catered to all species, but he was aware of some dubious practices, including some

that were just illegal.

Since the 'coming out' of other species, American society evolved rather rapidly and, although there

were still some problems, the last 10 years has seen a move towards people living together. Looking

back Ben and his father had prepared the pack for the 'coming out' extremely well. Technology of

the 21st Century had made it harder for other species to remain hidden within society, there had

been too many weird occurrences, people could instantly recorded a car accident where a crushed

driver was unharmed, a vampire moving so fast that CCTV would only record a blur, people changing

into animals in discreet alleys or woods were being seen and recorded with the videos uploaded to

the Internet. It had eventually made it a necessity to come out.

Each major city set up boards comprising of the heads for each group. Initially there had been major

problems over dominance, however New York was a big place and the groups here had quickly

found a way to work together. There were some small problems but each stakeholder worked

together for solutions and now the mayor also had a place on the board. Some cities still faced huge

problems, fights breaking out, humans being caught in the middle. It was a nightmare. To prevent

this kind of situation Silver had strict rules against any weapons being brought into the club, they

had wards on the doors preventing magic being used and the pack provided enough security to

make sure humans and the weaker species were safe from the dominant species.

As the only recognised wolf pack in a hundred mile radius, Silver was a large and strong pack. Ben

had taken over as Silver's Alpha 10 years ago when he was 322 years old (thankfully he had aged

well and currently looked about 35 years old). Ben knew his father still had a lot of years in him and

was surprised when he stepped down as Alpha, his father had been a good Alpha and Ben knew he

had a lot to live up to.

"Hey Ben, you coming down for a cold one" Connor was Bens second in command well outside of

pack land; he handled the security in the bars and club. He was also one of Ben's closest friends.

They often met for a cold one before the club got too busy.

"I'll meet you downstairs in about 30 minutes I just have a couple of things to finish off" Connor

nodded and headed off, answering his cell on the way out.

As Connor left Ben set about finishing the staff roster for next month. He looked over the staff lists

but his brain was just not working. Instead he sat back, recently he had started feeling lonely which

was absurd, between the pack business and the company he had no time to get bored. As for being

physically alone, the only time he was alone was when he was in the bathroom or in bed. Actually

check that, he was not often alone in bed, the life of a wolf shifter was a hard one, lots of sex with

lots of people until they met 'the one' what a hardship.

Wolves only recognised their mate after having sex with them. This meant that most nights Ben was

with a woman, he was always honest with them about not wanting a relationship and he never took

them to his home, pack land was sacred, he always went to theirs or the apartment here, if they

went anywhere at all. These feelings of emptiness were not like him but they were starting to

happen more often.

Looking at the CCTV cameras he saw that the one covering the main entrance doors contained 3

familiar young men who seemed to feel the need to turn up on average at least twice a month, they

were inevitably wasted and he knew that they were going to cause a ruckus. Getting up Ben started

heading down stairs, he may as well turf them out himself and while he was there he would ban

them from all of the Silver establishments, this made him smile, knowing full well they liked the pool

bar, a lot.

As Lucky came in through the main doors, she was surprised at how busy the club was, after

standing outside for nearly 15 minutes they were all a little cold, a lot thirsty and ready for a dance,

Lucky could hear the music drifting out and the Chart mix sounded pretty good, if the queue was

anything to go by it should be a good night. As they went in Lucky noted the size of the security staff,

the smiling receptionists, the large crowds of people all hot and sweaty moving between the 3

floors; she was impressed.

"I am just going to put my coat in the cloak room, I will meet you at the bar" Lucky shouted to the

girls, unfortunately she still needed to find the cloak room.

Following the sign she headed up the stairs. On the first landing a group of men knocked into her

and she lost her shoe, the noise from the dance floors was not too deafening from here and she

could hear several conversations going on around her. Damn this would not have happened if she

had been wearing her own flat shoes. She bent to slip the shoe back on; however as she stood 2

members of the security came charging down the stairs knocking her into a doorway.

Lucky stopped for breath while she tried to get her bearings; she was still holding the door, which

was soft, yet hard and smooth??? She raised her head realising that the door was not a door but a

man.

"Jesus, tall, dark and fucking gorgeous….shit I said that out loud" he took her breath away, Lucky

could have kicked herself, why when she'd been drinking did her mouth forget to engage her brain

before it opened?

Ben was just coming out of the corridor from his office and had somehow found a woman thrust into

his arms, the shock startled him so much that he felt like he had been sent a small electric shock. As

she looked up he saw deep brown eyes, with skin that was an amazing porcelain colour. Her hair was

long and dark, almost black; she was short even in the heels, but she felt like she fitted him.

Without realising he had trailed his hands down until he reached the bottom of her dress, which was

actually near her bottom. He could feel her body pressed against him and the result was

instantaneous, he had one hell of an erection, he bent his head so he was near her ear and

whispered,

"It's not often that a stunning female literally gets thrust into my arms, I have to say I am not

unhappy at the prospect" Ben was far from unhappy, this woman was gorgeous and she smelled

great, he laughed softly at her

"and yes you did say that out loud."

Lucky smiled she was still staring at him, he was tall, really tall, his shoulders must have been twice

the width of her. In fact this man was the epitome of male, from his shoulder length chocolate

coloured hair, to his eyes that were so clear and blue she felt like she was drowning in them. In fact

she felt like she was drowning in all of him.

"I am sorry for bumping into you, I kind of got caught up in the crowd" she blushed, not convinced

she was truly sorry, this man made her quiver from the inside out,

Ben simply smiled back at her while staring into her enchanting eyes, "are you… sorry?"

Lucky thought about this, he was staring right back at her, she could feel his hands near her bottom

but she really wasn't bothered, in fact she wanted him to cup her bottom, to feel his hands on her,

finally she just said "no."

"Good, that means I can do this…"

With that Ben bent his head and kissed her gently, as he nibbled at her bottom lip, she opened her

mouth, the intensity increased a notch and Ben stepped back taking her with him as his tongue

darted into her mouth. He kicked the corridor door shut closing off the rest of the world who she

had already forgotten. Lucky marvelled at how he did this while still kissing her. He moved her

against the wall and Lucky slid her hands down his arms and then across his back, her tongue was

tangled with his, her breathing hitched her heart pounding.

She lifted his shirt so she could feel her hands on his bare skin, he was so incredibly taut, she could

feel muscles across his stomach as she worked her hands up his chest. Sliding over his nipples, lightly

scraping him with her nails, and it felt good, really good, she couldn't help herself. Lucky felt, more

than heard him growl into her mouth, she liked the reaction.

Ben felt her pinned against him; he had no intention of letting her go. Jesus, her mouth, her hands

he couldn't get enough of her. She was moving her hands up his chest, so he moved back and she

was stroking his chest. He felt her nails scrape over his nipples, and his body craved for more, he

wanted to strip her naked and rub his naked body all over hers.

He needed more so he moved his hands to her breasts, sliding the top of her dress down so that

they were exposed to him, stroking them he pulled gently on the nipple and was rewarded by her

wrapping a leg around him and pulling him closer, although any closer and he would be in her, which

sounded like heaven. Instead he bent and took one of her nipples in his mouth, the light was too dim

to see her nipples clearly but hell they tasted great, they were so smooth and soft even when they

were pebbled, and her breasts fitted his hands perfectly, like they were made just for him.

Wow, this guy had definitely taken the 'how to best please a woman' class, hell he could even be the

teacher. Lucky could feel him sliding his hands up her legs while his mouth attended to her nipples,

somehow she had already wrapped one of her legs around him. As her dress moved upwards, he

stopped, no she didn't want that, she needed him to carry on, she pulled her leg tighter around him,

"Is this okay? I will stop if you want me to even though I am not sure I can" she could hear his ragged

breathing as he spoke, could feel his breath on her neck, she was tingling all over and he had done

this to her. The gesture to stop was nice but so unnecessary, stopping was the last thing she wanted.

Lucky could feel her own breathing increase with her heart rate; she was close, so close to

something, she just wanted to hit the something.

"no don't stop, finish it, finish me, I want all of you, now" Lucky whispered, she didn't know where

the words were coming from. She wasn't like this, she was sensible. She slid her hands round and

felt his erection over his clothing, the man was huge.

That was all Ben needed and everything he wanted to hear, sliding her dress over her hips he pulled

at her underwear and felt the side snap, by this point he didn't care. He could feel how wet she was

and he could smell how aroused she was, he slid his hand down to rub her clit, he inserted two

fingers into her, thrusting slow and gentle to gauge how wet she was, then hard and fast when he

found her very wet and wanting, god this was torture, he wouldn't be able to stop

"you, I want you" she breathed into his ear her body spasming around his fingers, clenching against

them, who was he to argue?

She opened the buttons on his jeans and freed his raging cock, Ben removed his fingers and replaced

it with the tip of his penis sliding in slowly; he stopped to take a breath letting her accommodate

him. The last thing he wanted was for it to be over too soon, so he pulled back a little and slid his

finger in between them, gently pressing her sensitive nub, he felt her fall apart as she let out a

squeal with her orgasm.

He could feel her tightening around him as he slid into her warm body; she was so tight, enveloping

him like a glove. Although he stared thrusting slowly and gently, Ben could not wait any longer and

as she rolled her hips towards him and grabbed at his hair, he started thrusting into her as her

orgasm slowed. He thrust hard and fast, he could feel his wolf inside growl and he increased the

speed, her fingers gripped his back, her mouth bit his jaw. He bent his head to nip at her neck, he

could feel her pulse and knew he wouldn't be able to stop if god came down and commanded it. As

he pounded his cock in harder and deeper, she lifted her hips to meet him, taking him deeper into

her body while grasping his shoulders, his back.

He was holding her buttocks, squeezing them in time with his pounding, tilting her to give him better

leverage; he bent his head to take her nipple back into his mouth. He felt her rise again, he was so

tightly enclosed in her sheath, he never wanted to leave it, he increased the tempo and when she hit

her orgasm again he let himself climax with her, it was so powerful he wasn't sure he would ever

recover.

Wow. Was all Lucky could think, she had just had the most amazing sex of her life against a wall with

a man she did not know in a darkish corridor, what the hell, how drunk was she, actually she did not

feel drunk at all anymore? She should be annoyed at herself, she should care about her lack of

morals, but right now she was just basking in the glory of the moment, the feel of the man, the smell

of him, the way his body crowded hers.

"Wow tall, dark, fucking gorgeous AND talented, you're not married are you?" Why did she have to

open her mouth, but she knew nothing of this man but she did have a few morals left to make her

ask.

Laughing Ben responded 'short, dark, and smoking hot" he bent and kissed her again "I am not

married or in a relationship yet, but we can talk about that in a few minutes, how about I show you

to the bathroom which is next door to the office and we can have a drink there afterwards?" she

thought a very large vodka and coke may help settle her back down, so she nodded, he kissed her

again hard, before letting her go.

'sounds good", they were both a little breathless, he pointed to the bathroom and then watched as

he sat on the sofa in some one's office.

He felt elated, sated and good; he was also horny again, already. He could feel his inner wolf go from

sheer excitement to a blissful state which was confusing. Normally his wolf was agitated post sex,

normally his wolf was not completely satisfied, but not this time, this time it was the man that

wanted her again, and soon.

Lucky was in the toilet, trying to make herself look more presentable, she could not find her

knickers, her lipstick was smeared across her mouth, she had several red marks near and around her

neck and her dress well that was in desperate need of straightening. Hearing the slam of a door

startled Lucky and she heard voices, opening the door she knew she shouldn't listen but she was a

little curious about who she had just had sex with.

"Why am I sat in the bar drinking a cold one alone, what happened to 30 minutes? Actually for

someone finishing of the roster you are looking pretty happy with yourself" Connor was not

impressed at being stood up, but Ben didn't really care right now. Ben did feel happy, exceptionally

happy, he also felt different but was not sure why. Leaning back, he knew he had just had good sex,

really good sex but ….

"It's strange, I have just met someone, in fact I don't really know how to explain it Connor, it's like in

the space of 15 minutes, she bewitched me." Lucky heard the confusion in his voice.

Connor looked around the office "Who and what are you on about?"

Lucky had heard enough, bewitched my ass, for someone who worked in this club how the hell did

he not know the wards prevented that type of magic here? The idiot, bewitched. Lucky snuck past

the office and out into the corridor. As she started down the stairs she made the decision to carry

her shoes, heaven forbid she fell onto someone else's penis on the way down the stairs. On the way

to catch a cab she left a message on Mary's phone telling her she had gone home.

Ben was still trying to explain to Connor what had happened, "okay it's like this I met this women,

we had sex, no we had amazing mind blowing sex and…… shit it's her, it's happened."

It suddenly made sense, a wolf had lots of sex with lots of people to find their mate, after sex they

would know they had found their mate and bang that was it, their bodies would relate to no-one

else, without their mate the wolf would become more and more lost, eventually their physical body

would shut down. Once mated the other pack members would recognise him or her as mated which

made sure no-one went after the same person, well most of the time.

Being mated to an Alpha changed that slightly, not only would the pack recognise her as the mate of

an Alpha, but the pack hierarchy meant that they would ensure her safety above their own; her

scent would reach to them. For wolves it was not just about the sex, they were blessed or cursed

depending on your perspective with longer than average life spans, with some living over a thousand

years, but only if they found their mates, if they didn't, slowly their body would shut down and

eventually they would die. But right now Ben felt damn good, he had finally met his mate, the pack

would be over the moon, hell he was.

"Hold on, what the fuck, do you mean your met her, shit you mean you have actually met the one.

Where is she?" he could see the excitement and confusion on Connors face, although they joked

about being mated and tied down, secretly they were all looking for that one special person in their

life.

Ben glanced at the CCTV, doing a double take 'she's in the toilet, shit that's her" he saw her leaving,

he jumped up and started running down the stairs. He followed her scent to the cab stand but

couldn't find the cab. People were looking at him but he didn't care, what had just happened? Why

did she leave, in fact thinking about it she hadn't just left, she had run.

Connor was waiting in the office when he returned, his feelings of elation replaced with confusion

and loss, "Ben have you been drinking? Are you sure anyone was here? I mean I can scent someone

knew in the corridor, but that's the only place, are you sure?"

Ben scowled at Connor, "Of course I am, she was here, she was great, we were great and then she

left. I just don't know why" Feeling dejected he slumped in his chair.

"Wow, that's great, but she might have been overwhelmed about the mating, give her a couple

hours and call her" Connor was pleased for Ben but he could be kind of domineering and he

wouldn't be surprised if Ben had just pulled out 'you're my wolf mate' conversation and scared the

hell out of her.

"I didn't tell her about the mating, I didn't realise straightaway and she left before I could get her

number. Jesus normally I don't want their bloody number" running his hands through his hair, he

sighed.

"Okay I can see the benefits of having sex before taking their number, wait until the morning and

take her some flowers" Connor was clearly practiced in the art of apologies,

"Duh, what's the likelihood that I didn't get her number but managed to get the address, shit

Connor"

Laughing Connor was starting to find this amusing "let's go to the third option, give her name to our

friendly police officer and trace her that way."

Ben could feel the realisation set in and knew how this would look and how long it would take to live

this down, he looked up at Connor sprawled in one of the chairs,

"thing is, I kind of didn't get her name either, in fact I know nothing about her" Ben dropped his head

into his hands. Connor however took a different stance and promptly burst out laughing

"Let me make sure I got this right, you, Alpha of Silver Pack have finally met your mate, which some

of us have been trying to do for decades, centuries even, but here's the kicker you know nothing

about her other than she is your mate. You have no way of finding her and will need to ask our

police friend for help which he may give after he has picked himself up off the floor laughing. Shit

Ben this is good, don't worry you don't have to tell anyone I will do it for you, I'm good like that"

with that Connor walked off laughing, he had no doubt his friend would make good and tell

everyone, shit where to start, he couldn't even go to the cab company, it was a stand used by many

companies and independent drivers. After all these years he had found her and lost her in the space

of 30 minutes, what the hell was he going to do?

The rest of the book is available at Amazon.com and Smashwords.

If you enjoy Silvers Alpha follow the series -

The Wolf With the Silver Smile

The Kiss of the Vampire, the Heart of a Wolf

COMING SOON - The man behind the Vampire.