Can you Handle this Mr. Alpha

Can you handle this Alpha

Chapter 1

"Cheers to the freakin' weekend , I'll drink to that Yea-Yeah. Oh , let the jameson sink in. I drink to that, yeah-yeah . Don't let the bastards get you down. Turn it around with another round. It's party at the bar everybody put ya glasses up cause I'll drink to that." Everyone screamed holding up their glasses . I looked around and watched as the crowd jumped up and down to the live music. Then they played "Hips don't lie" by Shakira. That's my jam right there. I danced with some cutie who had been trying to get with me all night. I walked away though, only because he had no type of rythm. He danced like those people on the commercials who were trying to secretly pull a wedgie out. It was just not cute. I was feeling a little tipsy , so I swayed to the music with my friends . All around me people danced and grind against each other. The music was blaring through the speakers making me feel even more livelier . My best friend Ashley grabbed my hand and we both danced to the music. The crowd surrounded us as we swayed our hips from side to side. Drunk dancing is the best kind of dance, because you're much more carefree. I knew my body was hypnotic, I used it to my advantage. The crowd cheered us on. I smiled and carried on. She grabbed my hand and led me to the bar as the song faded out.

"That was fun Blaze." She said her words slurred. I just laughed at her. I looked at the bar-tender and smiled. I wouldn't flirt with the guy for a drink though , I'm not that type of chick. I'm the type to take the drink wink and walk away. That's exactly what I did too. I took two shots and went to sit on a stool. Getting myself together, well at least until I was rudely interrupted.

"Hey cutie." The black-haired guy next to me said. I turned to him and smirked. "The name is Blaze." He smirked back. Which caused me to stifle a laugh. "Hmm nice name , you are blazing too. Hot like fire." The guy smiled cockily. He really believed he said something good. Ha, the shit was lame. I can say I'm disappointed in him. I looked at him and laughed in his face. "Did you think that was cute? That was one of the lamest pick up lines I have heard tonight." His eyes furrowed and he looked behind him as if I wasn't talking to him.

"Who me?" He said confusion written on his face. I laughed, not trying to be mean but hell someone had to break it to the guy. "No you, listen you need some lessons okay , ha that was really funny by the way." I said as I patted his shoulder and walked away. I looked around for Ashley, I finally spotted her standing next to her boyfriend . I walked over to them as soon as I heard my name. You may wonder how I could hear that over the music. That's because I'm a werewolf. A bad ass one at that. No doubt.

"Charlie , I'm going home take care of my girl." I said smirking. He rolled his eyes, I knew in his head he was thinking. ' What the fuck is wrong with this bitch , seriously telling me to take care of my mate. She needs to take her ass home and find her own damn mate.' Oh what a angry little fellow he is. I chuckled to myself as I stumbled to my car. I realized how much i really loved my dumb ass friends. I got into the car and sped home. As soon as I pulled up at my house I was damn near ready to pass out. I unlocked the door and stumbled in. Tripping over my dogs toy I fell right into the table. "Ouch , fucking big head dog , you!" I yelled. My ugly big head bull dog came into the hallway looking at me. Turning his head to the side he carried on staring at me. I stared back trying to see who would blink first. If you must know the stinking dog won! Which made me very angry, because I win in every staring contest. Even when I'm drunk! "What the fuck are you looking at?" I said to the dog. "I swear, you freaking dogs these days are something else," I said shaking my head. He continued to stare at me, and at that moment I got really pissed off. So I picked up the dog toy and threw it at him, when it landed by his foot he started to run and obviously I chased him. I tripped over a boot, did a quick stop, drop and roll which resulted in me stubbing my toe on the table. Not that i ever had good luck in life. "Ouch , you fudging table!" I yelled jumping on one foot. You know that moment when you stub your toe or hit your elbow and you're like completely paralyzed for about five seconds and you want to flip shit on whatever hurt you ? That's how I felt. I heard the dogs bell and I looked up, It was staring at me like it was funny. Which made me angry again, I swear I'm kicking him out tomorrow he's such an asshole. Flee-biscuit and I were such good friends in the beginning of our relationship which was six years ago, but well let's just say we grew apart and we should leave the past in the past. You should see this crazy dog, its like he hit dog puberty and turned into something else. "OH MY GOSH , WHAT DO YOU WANT YOU DAMNED MUSHY FACED DOG !" Yelling I threw the boot at him and started chasing him all through the house. Once again I was on a high speed dog chase. "Come back hear you stupid, stupid little dog." I hollered. Oblivious to the fact that my mom and dad were standing on the step in there pajamas staring at me. "Bianca, what are you doing?" My dad said. I smiled sheepishly and turned to my parents slowly. "Oh nothing just playing with Flee-biscuit here ." I said casually as I could, while attempting to hug him which resulted into his slobber in my hair and me pushing him onto the floor.

" At 2:30 in the morning ?" I nodded slowly. " Ye-Yes I was ....missed him and..uh um. I'm gonna ya know.. bye goodnight." I said running upstairs to my room. I slammed the door shut and slid to the floor. I realized i was extremely exhausted. This has been a long long day. I got into the bed and turned on my night light, slowly drifting off into a deep slumber. Only to wake up an hour later when I heard the wonder pets theme song. I opened one eye to peep at the tv, then I hummed along, yes I was such a kid but it's life. My phone began ringing and I answered quickly.

"Hello ?" I said not even bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Blaze, I am your father." A voice said through the phone. 

"Oh well fuck you, why'd you wait until four a.m. to tell me ?" I said now sitting up. This was serious after the day i had why am i just finding out I'm actually a smurf. That means I may actually be a smurfette !
 "Well because I got fucked up last night and I just woke up." The voice said through the phone, which caused me to gasp. this was totally my life! 

"Oh, shit me too!" I said excitedly, strangely enjoying the most weird conversation ever. 

"Like father like son." The voice said back.

"You mean daughter." I said pointedly.

"Whatever." The voice said brushing me off.

"Whatever, you." I said to the unknown smurf.

"Haha." The voice said lacking humor.

"Haha." I copied his tone.

"Don't copy me, this is getting out of hand." The voice said to me trying to be stern.

"Aren't you supposed to be the parent ?"

"Yep."

"Oh, yeah who is this anyway ?" I asked now curious as to who in the world matches my weirdness.

"Who is this ?"

"You called me."

"True story bro, goodnight." The voice said before hanging up abruptly. I shook my head before drifting back into a peaceful slumber