The Alpha's prize

A lamp can be a weapon?!

Chandler played by Dylan SprayBerry (up above 👆)

'This was bull shit' I mumbled under my breath rolling my eyes trying to block out the sounds whats his name pounding on the door. I hope he gives up soon because I'm sure not ,plus I'm tired and I can't sleep with all that noise.

My eyes scanned the room, it was fairly simple and by the looks of things it was the alpha's. Great, I really do pick them right? The carpet was soft and fluffy and I was tempted to starfish on it and roll around in it. The walls were a deep chocolate colour, they matched with some simple curtains on the large window opposite the bed.

The bed was in the centre of the room fitted with silk navy blue sheets and pillows. God it looked comfy. So tempted. A white wooden door sat opposite the bed and I was already scared to ope it, so I just left it.

During the night I was tired of sleeping on the carpet and managed to lie in his bed and fall into a peaceful abyss. Although not before putting one of his comfy shirts on, even though the betrayal lingered in the air, his scent bought me comfort.

The shouts and bangs from the other side of the door had settled down and turned into hushed whispers by 9:00pm and then disappeared completely.

The sunlight peaked through the curtains and shone through my eyelids waking me from the world of unconsciousness. The cold air tried to break through the warm duvet but I refused to remove it from over me.

I opened my eyes and let the light shine into my eyes and I immediately shielded them with my arm. After moments of hesitation I removed the warm blanket off me, letting the cold air prick my skin as a shiver ran down my spine.

The duvet now sat on top of my elbows and I pushed it away while rolling over and placing my hand up and other the pillow beside me. My hand ran across a soft squishy object and I automatically got worried. Wtf?

I grasped the object between my fingers and pulled it out to reveal a black and red lace bra. Well my suspicions have been confirmed. He's a player. But seriously clean up the trash from the trash in the room please.

A gagging noise escaped my mouth as I pull a sour face and throw the bra at a white wooden door in disgust. Ewwww. Grosssss.

The bra hit the door with a small tap sounded from the wood as it hit the ground. Suddenly multiple crashes sounded from behind the door and all I could think about was the betrayal.

Pulling myself from the bed, I wanted to hiss from the cold sensation as it hit my skin but stopped myself, knowing my possible attacker could be behind the door.

I pulled the lamp quickly from the bedside table and heard the cord snap, signalling it was free to swing. I placed it up in my arms like a baseball bat and got ready to swing.

Just a metre away now. The door opened to reveal a man....Colton! Shirtless and in pajama pants! I automatically, accidentally swung the lamp on purpose and it hit Colton square in the face and he let out an unexpected growl and it made me scared.

He fell from the unexpected impact. I can't say I wasn't suprised, I wouldn't really expect to be hit in the face with a lamp after I just got out of the bathroom.

What was he doing in Here anyway?! Wasn't he locked out?!

My legs seemed to know what they were doing as they sprinted down the hallway once again. Seeing the numbers on the doors once again made me lost. I stopped right in the middle before being whacked hardly in the back with a pillow. I stumbled only just catching myself from the uncalled attack.

"What the hell, did you really just hit me with a pillow?!" I shouted, turning around to see Colton. Of course it was him.

"sorry?" He said with a nervous smile and that's when I got a plan. I inhaled a big breath closing my eyes and unraveling my fist that I didn't even realise was tucked up and ready to punch.

"It's okay" I lied with a smile.

"whew for a second there I thought you were going to attack me."

"no. I wouldn't do that" lies

"okay lets go, you need to get ready"

"for what?" I said through gritted teeth.

"oh nothing, your just meeting the pack." Now it was my time to put my plan into action. He was a few meters ahead of me and wasn't really paying attention that I was slowing down. I turned to run again but it seemed that he isn't as stupid as I thought.
He gripped my hand tightly and I exhaled loudly. The pain running up and down my wrist.
"Okay. I get it. You can let go now." Instead I end up being pulled down the hallway. It seems this hallway and I aren't that great a friends as it constantly confuses me. Well...guess I'm meeting the pack now. Great.