Alpha Heir's Dilemma

Chapter 8

“Did you really expect her to be obedient? She’s the most delinquent girl on this campus, fox or not.” Trey pointed out as Adler slammed the door of his car, fuming when she failed to turn up.

“I expected her to do what I ordered.” He growled deeply, both his wolf and his beast were angry. Adler had never felt his beast like this before, usually he came out on a full moon, completely taking over, leaving Adler with no memory, this convergence was disturbing and as far as he knew unprecedented…it worried him immensely.

Trey laughed. “She’s not a wolf so she’s not going to cower to your Alpha status like a pack member would…”

Adler groaned and pressed his forehead to the steering wheel. “Dammit, why did it have to be her?”

Trey chortled. “f**k, imagine your babies…the blood mix would make them super hybrids!”

Adler looked up with a filthy glare. “You are not helping!”

“Sorry, but maybe that’s ‘why her’, ya know? Maybe the Goddess wants you to create a new super species of supernatural being…” Trey sounded in awe of the possibilities.

“Jesus…don’t go spouting that garbage around the pack!”

“Yeah, but one thing is fairly clear…” Trey gave Adler an ambiguous look.

Adler looked at his friend wondering where his fanciful, insane mind would go next.

“…she likes you.”

“How the hell do you figure that?” Adler scoffed, laughing and shaking his head.

“She submitted to your kiss…I felt it.” He waggled his eyebrows.

Adler stared at Trey for a moment contemplating whether to rip his throat out. “Shut up! She only did that because aren’t girls taught in self-defence not to fight back…get out alive…” Adler grumbled feeling guilty about forcing himself on to Jesse, but his damned wolf had wrestled control from him.

“I don’t know, are they really?” Trey grinned like a goof at this tasty piece of news.

“Don’t get any weird or illegal ideas, p*****t!”

“Nah…I don’t need to force anyone, they all come to me begging…” Trey sat back in his seat looking more than a little happy with himself.

Adler rolled his eyes and flicked his ignition. “Let’s just go find my disobedient little fox.”

“Did you know wolves are natural predators of foxes…?” Trey mumbled as Adler pulled the car from the kerb.

“This one sure is going to be…” Adler growled as he drove out of the carpark.

“Ha! Lucky she’s only young and not a powerful witch yet.”

“You know, I really wish you would just shut your god damned mouth!”

“Yeah, I know, but what I say really is relevant and important stuff! Like where are we going to start looking for her?”

“I know…” Adler grinned mercilessly as he changed gears and floored it. “The arty outcasts like to hang out under Mosely Bridge in the flood channel, out off highway 64…”

Trey sat back and wound his window down, lolling his tongue out and resting his arm up in the window frame.

“Do you have to act like a dopey puppy?” Adler asked, shaking his head bemused.

“Yeah, I like the wind…”

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As Adler pulled over to the side of the road and got out of his car he could pick up with his wolf hearing the sounds of some Indy pop music playing. He and Trey ventured across the grass verge and looked down beside the bridge into the dry flood channel to see a couple of cars parked down there, and even a few bikes, scooters and skateboards. One car had its doors wide open and music blaring out. The flood channel always dried up in the summer, but with a dry autumn expected the students were still hanging out there.

“Guess this is the place…” Adler muttered as he squinted down on the group of about ten individuals all chilling out, some skating around. There were old sofas and chairs scattered in a makeshift circle with a small fire burning in the middle, the smell of m*******a was thick in the air.

Adler couldn’t see any sign of Jesse as he made his way down into the channel and walked slowly up towards the group of youths.

Heads turned and mouths gaped to see Adler Fenrir and Trey Bashop walk up and look around. A couple of the boys nervously stepped forward.

“Hey…Adler…what are you doing here?”

Adler swung his head round and looked the two boys over…he noticed the whole group were all pretty young, some even looked to still be in high school and were still in their uniforms.

“Does Jesse Oslan hang out here…I’m looking for her?”

One of the boys looked like he didn’t know the name, the other narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “Not often…she normally hangs at the skate park.”

Adler focused on the guy. “How do you know her?” His voice betraying his angst making the guy pale and back up a step.

“Whoa, dude…chill…I don’t know her, just…she does some of the art…” He pointed to the side of the channel where graffiti had been sprayed. Adler looked over, seeing a large painting of a coiled green and gold Chinese dragon.

“She did that?”

“Yeah…”

Adler huffed, a little impressed…it was pretty cool. He looked back at the watching faces of the people in front of him. “No one’s at the skate park…I already drove past there…so tell me where to find her.” His tone was hard as he ordered them, aware that Trey had loomed up behind him as his back up, looking mildly terrifying with his maniacal grin splashed across his face.

“Find her yourself, why should we help you?” Some brave soul muttered from the couch.

Adler honed in on them, stepping over to where a pimply kid with long greasy lank hair sat and grabbed him up by the front of his jacket, bringing his face close and breathing on the startled kid. “Want me to show you why you should help me?”

“Hey, easy bruh…” Someone else yelled.

Adler threw the kid down into his seat and turned. “I’m not your bruh…and I’m going to start banging heads together if someone doesn’t give me the answers I want.” Adler’s alpha aura was thick in the air, affecting these humans by startling their fight or flight reflexes.

“f**k you, man…who do you think you are stomping in here demanding anything of us!” One guy stepped forward.

Adler’s expression turned to amusement as Trey chuckled ominously. “Want to find out?”

Adler stepped up to the guy who had spoken out, looking him up and down contemptuously. He was a good four inches shorter than Adler and probably weighed half of him. “You go to the college?”

“Yeah…so I know who you are.” The guy said sounding unimpressed but his voice shook a little as Adler appraised him with his steely gaze.

“So why are you trying to act all brave? Just tell me what I want to know…” Adler growled in his face as Trey stepped up to block a couple of other guys who had stood up, but were clearly in fear of action. No one was brave enough to take on that giant maniac, just by his arms he looked like he could rip a person in two.

Adler squinted his pale hazel eyes at the guy and realised he wasn’t human. His jaw clenched as he took stock of who or what was around him, sniffing the air. A couple of foxes were here…as well as a couple of other shifters…including some girl rabbits…he grinned widely showing his teeth and grabbed the young fox by the throat.

“You know exactly who I am…so stop mucking me around and tell me where I can find Jesse Oslan.”

The young fox’s eyes were bulging as he grappled at Adler’s grip on his throat, gasping for breath as Adler turned and looked at the crowd. “Anyone? Anyone at all…?”

“Let him go! For f**k’s sake…I can help you.” The original boy who had first greeted Adler by name stepped forward, he was holding his phone in his hand and looking at it as he typed.

Adler smirked and dropped the young fox, who collapsed in a heap coughing and rasping in a few deep breaths.

“F*cking assh*le!” He gasped out, rubbing his throat.

Adler ignored him and stood in front of the guy with his phone out, watching and waiting as the guy looked up and waved his phone around at him.

“I was with her today when you paid her a visit behind the art faculty building…” His tone was accusatory.

Adler’s grin dropped from his face, his eyes blazing intently.

“After you left she was talking to a couple of guys saying she was leaving…” The guy smirked at Adler’s pissed expression. “She said you could go to hell…” He chuckled.

Adler grabbed him by the shirt and dragged him up to his chest. “You think that’s funny, assh*le?”

The guy paled at the feral look in Adler’s eyes as he glared at him. “Sorry…I…look…” His phone had pinged and he held it up.

Adler could see the message on the screen and grit his teeth.

“See…that’s where she is.” The guy said as Adler let him go and he backed up away from him.

Adler turned and stalked off without a backward glance.

Trey frowned and quickly followed, catching up as they climbed up and out of the channel.

“Where the f**k is she for you to have that sour expression on your face?” Trey asked.

“The old hospital out on Tucker’s Rd.”

“Ah…fuck…” Trey felt a shiver run down his spine.