Lost Alpha P2

by Ryan, Jessica

  Normally she would let her fingers explore her body, flitting across her clit as she dreamed of sex, but today she was in a hurry. Billy was nice yesterday, but he could turn into an asshole again today if she was late.

  After finishing in the shower she quickly dressed while Travis sadly watched her. “What will I do today?”

  “You can come down to the store and keep me company,” she said. “Or you can sniff around in the woods and see if you find anything.”

  “I shall sniff around,” he declared, standing up still completely naked. It took all of Paige’s willpower not to tackle him back onto the bed; he was just too damn hot for his own good. She turned away, trying to find her Oklahoma City Redhawks ballcap so she didn’t have to fix her hair.

  A loud growl startled her and she spun around to find a large black wolf with silver streaks in its hair standing in her bedroom.

  “What the hell?” she asked. Why had he shifted just like that? Apparently he intended to use the best nose he could while exploring.

  He ignored her exclamation and found his way to the backdoor, scratching and snorting. She walked over, opening the door.

  “I’m going to leave this door open so you can get back in and get dressed when you’re done,” she said.

  Travis’ wolf eyes locked with hers, showing his acknowledgement. In a flash he was off, tearing through the woods behind her house.

  “Did I just send my boyfriend off for revenge or did I let my dog out to play?” she asked herself aloud. This relationship was definitely going to take some getting used to; it was like nothing she had ever experienced. Then again, not too many women had experienced what she had. This was a whole new world, one kept very secret from most people.

  I wonder how many humans know about the paranormal, she thought as she brushed her teeth and put on some makeup. Probably not a whole lot, but I wonder why the ones that do keep it a secret?

  She definitely wasn’t going to tell anyone about the things she had learned, but surely somewhere there was an unscrupulous person looking to cash in on his story. Maybe fear of what they learned kept most people quiet. A wolf pack or vampire bearing down on you probably isn’t a fun experience. It wouldn’t be a good way to spend your last few days, in fear of something you don’t understand.

  Travis is afraid of something he doesn’t understand right now, she realized. He’s never had to face this situation before and he’s facing it alone.

  She knew he could have Dario’s help, but he was too damn stubborn to accept the usurper back into the fold. She could help him as far as information and driving goes, but when it came to fighting the wererats she was going to be useless.

  The morning rush kept her busy until close to noon. Residents on their way to work in Lawton usually dropped by to get coffee, a newspaper or a breakfast burrito for the drive. Paige never understood how they could stand living so far from work. She’d claw her eyes out if she had to drive that far every day.

  After the morning rush things came to a screeching halt and she found herself leaned over the front counter trying to stay awake.

  Old Benjamin Watkins was there as usual, mean mugging any young person that walked in and drinking his coffee while reading the newspaper. It was his Monday ritual; he was waiting in the parking lot before she could even get the store open. He would walk in, grumbling that she didn’t have the coffee ready and then tap his fingers loudly waiting for his cup. He never said thank you and then he’d slowly read the newspaper the rest of the morning, glaring at anyone who dared to be under the age of sixty. Finally around noon he’d leave without so much as a nod on his way out the door.

  “I don’t know why we let him hang around,” she said to herself as he walked through the front door. “It’s going to be a long day.”

  The rest of the day dragged just as badly, until it was time for kids to get out of school. Usually things picked up with the stay-at-home moms dropping in for a caffeine buzz before getting their children, or they came in after school to load their kids up on candy. Either way the hour when she’d actually have something to do was drawing near.

  Just before school let out Travis came sauntering through the door, fully dressed and stone faced.

  “No luck?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

  “Nothing,” he said. “It’s like there are no wererats. I didn’t imagine it all did I?”

  “I think I’ve seen a movie like this,” she said. “Maybe you’re schizophrenic and you actually killed your whole pack.”

  Travis glared at her, not enjoying the joke.

  “Sorry,” she squeaked out.

  “Do you have anything to eat?” he asked.

  “I have some burritos,” she said, pointing to the case at the front of the store.

  “I’ll have five,” he said, making himself comfortable at one of the tables.

  “Right away sir!” she said, mock saluting him. In truth she enjoyed waiting on her man; it made her feel like she was actually in a real relationship for once. Randy did everything himself; he always told Paige she didn’t do it right when she tried to help him. It didn’t matter what it was, even a blowjob, she was told she was terrible at it. She smiled thinking again of Travis breaking his bones. Luckily she hadn’t heard anything else, maybe he had returned to Lawton without pressing charges.

  She walked over and dropped the burritos in front of Travis. When she turned to head back to the counter he slapped her ass and laughed. She spun around, giving him her best angry look.

  “Not at work,” she said, trying not to laugh.

  His expression changed to one of anger as he stared at her. It took Paige a moment to realize he wasn’t staring at her; he was staring right past her. She turned to see Dario standing inside the store, a determined look on his face.

  “I need to talk to you, alpha,” he said.

  “I am not your alpha,” Travis said, sitting back and crossing his arms. “You have no pack.”

  “Please talk to me,” he pleaded, not budging from his spot.

  Paige spun around, whispering intensely to Travis. “I’m not going to have you getting killed going at it alone. This is a new pack, you can redeem this wolf. He can be an ally against the wererats.”

  Travis looked at her, turning her words over in his head before softening his expression. “Very well, let’s talk.”

  Paige smiled and went back to the counter as the two wolves began to hash out their differences. She strained from the counter, trying to eavesdrop, but they were speaking in hushed tones. Several times she saw Travis slam his fist on the table and several times she saw Dario lower his head in submission and nod in agreement.

  She eventually lost track of their conversation as the after school crowd began pouring in. Pampered mom after pampered mom came through buying chips and a soda. Right after they were finished Billy showed up with the girls.

  “Hi Aunt Paige,” Lyric said, looking over the counter and smiling. “I missed you yesterday.”

  “I missed you more,” Paige said. “It was quite the adventure.”

  “That’s what I heard!” she said, laughing.

  She was two years younger than her sister, but she had filled her body out more. Many people mistook Lyric for the older child, a fact that drove Lily insane.

  “Did you have fun playing with your friends?” she asked.

  “I guess,” she said. “It smells funny over there. They’re a big family and it’s kind of weird, but the house is so big!”

  “I know, I’ve picked you up from there before,” Paige said. The Lockharts lived outside of town, farther out than Dario in an old plantation-style mansion. It was strange though, there were no plantations in Oklahoma- they must have just enjoyed the style.

  “Yeah daddy let me stay the night there last night,” she said. “I woke up and went to school with Janie, but none of her clothes fit. I had to wear what I wore yesterday.”

  “That’s not good,” Paige said.

  “Dad
’s not really happy about it,” Lyric said.

  “I just don’t like those people,” Billy said, walking up to the counter with a case of coke in hand. “We have to get going girls. How are things up here?”

  “It’s a carbon copy of every Monday,” she answered.

  “Figured as much,” he said. “I’ll see you later little sister.”

  “Bye girls,” Paige said, blowing kisses at her nieces.

  “Bye Aunt Paige!” they both called, blowing kisses back on their way out.

  Seeing those little girls always brought a smile to Paige’s face: she loved them more than she loved herself.

  She looked over to the wolves to see if their discussion was still heated. Instead they were both staring at her, an expression of absolute anger on their faces.

  “What?” she asked. It looked like they were both going to jump up and attack her at any moment.

  “Rats,” Travis growled. “I smell rats.”

  “Me too,” Dario said, his expression just as pissed off as Travis’.

  “Where?” Paige asked. She felt butterflies gathering in her stomach, were they here?

  “Your niece,” Travis said, standing up and walking to the counter. “I smelled them on your niece.”

  To Be Continued in Lost Alpha Part 3!

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  Other Books By Jessica Ryan

  Billionaire Ace Series

  Sharing the Billionaire

  Secrets of the Billionaire

  Ritual of the Billionaire

  Lost Alpha Series

  Lost Alpha Part 1