The Dying Alpha

Seven: Attention

In a dark room, there he was sitting in his wooden rocking chair. The room was full of the stench of cigarettes. He drew as he took a sip from his green bottle of beer. He was raged. “How could she think she can do this and go scot free” he thought to himself.

“Danna Alex” he muttered. “I am on your trail now darling.” he said with an evil smile across his face. He drew his cigarette and took a sip from the beer bottle in his hand, he laughed like he just hit a jackpot. Then he used his left index finger to tap the cigarette stick in his hand to drop the ash in his make shift ash tray.

Danna beamed with joy as she waited for Susan to come to her. “I found this in the hallway.” Susan said to her trying to catch her breath at the same time. “Oh my God’ thank you so much” Danna said to her as she took the item from Susan. “How did you know it was mine.” she asked. "

Well I didn't at first but after I picked it up and saw the initials D.A my mind just told me it belonged to you so I began searching for you and luckily I saw you heading towards the gate and I came to give it to you." she ended.

"Thank you so much Susan, I think it dropped when we bumped into each other earlier." she spoke half laughing. There was an awkward silence between them for about a minute. "Maybe we could hang out sometime." Danna said.

“Sure.” came Susan's response. “Cool then, I have to head home now.” Danna said and turned to leave. “I will see you tomorrow.” Susan said and headed back to the reception.

Danna got into her car and drove off, she needed to get home quickly, and she was so hungry. She arrived about 25 minutes later.

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Tristan just reached the ground floor of TTS headquarters, he had just left Harold's office a bit infuriated and a bit not infuriated, he smiled all the way down as the elevator went. He chuckled at the thought of her, Danna. He had vowed not to ever interfere in human’s affair but Danna seemed different.

As he headed to his car, he thought again if he really wanted her out of his building. He waved off the thought. He opened his car and got in and drove out, back to his apartment. He thought going into the woods but he changed his mind.

“Where the hell would Phoebe is?” he muttered as he drove on. He wasn't in a rush or something; he just wanted to go back to a peaceful house. He needed to get some rest.

He got to the parking lot of the building and didn't fail to notice her car. He ignored it though and went straight to the elevator, it dinged open and he got in. Luckily enough for him Phoebe was nowhere in sight. He went to his bedroom and went in to take a shower.

When he was done he decided to go to the woods to be his real self. He got out the door and stood in the hallway and thought about Danna, he wanted to go over to her apartment but he stopped himself when he remembered his discussion with Harold earlier. He took the elevator own and got to his car, he took the one he got a few 5 months ago and off he went.

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Susan was about rounding off her shift for that evening when a man walked in.

He looks a bit unkempt; he had on a navy blue jacket with a green t shirt underneath and black pants. He had a face cap on as well. Susan saw him and smelled trouble at the corner. Eli approached her desk but seemed to be focused on something else, he was in fact scanning the entire reception and whatever area was in sight.

"Good evening sir, how may I help you?"Susan couldn't help but speak up because the entire scene was becoming awkward. He didn't hear her so she repeated herself this time standing up “Good evening to you sir, how may I help you?” Now she had his attention. He turned his rock hard face to her and she in turn got a closer look of the man who stood before her, he had dark lips and a nose that wasn't really straight and his eyes held an awkward color as well. He looked like a drug addict at that very moment. He finally spoke up ‘I need a room to pass the night”.

“Okay sir let me check for available rooms sir, just give me a few minutes.” she said and at down and checked her system for available rooms. “You are in luck sir, please sign here.” She said and handed him a piece of paper to sign on while she went on to the side opposite where she stood and got the room key. She got back to her desk and handed him over the key. “Thank you Susan.” he said with a smile that meant harm, Susan was about to ask how he knew her name but then she realized she hadn't taken off her name tag, she swallowed hard.

“You can run but you can't hide.” he muttered under his breath as he was about to leave and head to the allocated room. “Excuse me” Susan couldn't help but ask him but he just scoffed in response and walked away. Susan watched him till he disappeared out of the hallway and she couldn't help but wonder what he meant by his statement. She hurriedly finished packing her things and left for her home.

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Tristan arrived at his location in a few minutes time. He was at peace when no human was in sight. He turned off the headlamps and the car then he stepped out. The light of the woods shown all around. He took off his shirt and then his trousers and he stepped out of his slides.

It was the perfect time for him to transform, he began. His back began to bend as the back bone became more pronounced, his fingers began to stretch as the claws began to form, his chest became wider and his fur filled his body. It sounded like the breaking of a human's bones.

In a few seconds he was free as his true self. He let out a howl as he took off deeper into the woods. He was a huge werewolf in his real form and he still had a lot of energy even as his age stands.

He came to a stop at a cliff and howled again. He looked at the view that stood in front of him in the plain beneath the cliff where he stood.

He thought back on how life all started for him and how e had reached this point. How he first started to see the human life and how they lived. The hardest time in his journey was when he had to adapt to their ways that's was when he made the decision never to get mixed up in their affairs.

Though there were still a few of his kind that still lived like Phoebe and the other she werewolf. He still felt alone, he had made accomplishments in this world of humans but he still felt empty. He didn't lack anything but yet it felt like he needed something and desperately at that. Was it a person or a particular thing? He just couldn't lay his hands on it. He was the oldest werewolf at that particular time, and he thought about summoning everyone of his kind for a meeting but he made a mental note to give it much thought later on.

He howled one last time and turned to leave. He rode on back the way he came and he got to his car in a few minutes. He transformed back to the human form and put on his clothes and got into his car. He felt so heavy in his heart, but he waved it off and headed for home. Little did he know what was really happening to him?

Back at the building Danna was about to retire for the night when she thought about Tristan. “Trist” she said as she squeezed her blanket fantasizing about him. “He would be really nice in bed.” she thought to herself. It would be wonderful and superb. He is as hot as hell. “Fuck.” she squealed. A smile appeared on her face and she blushed as well.

Then she stood and went over to her wardrobe to pick out what he would wear to work the next day. She was happy for her new job. She picked out a pair of black pants and a peach colored top and she went over to her shoe rack and picked out a pair of loose Snickers.

She had it on mind to appear very casual the next day, not too overly dressed. She smiled at her choice of clothes and placed them neatly on her dressing table and retired to bed for the night