A Queen of Alphas - Season 1

S1 11 - Scarlett

Triple fucking fuck.

Her mind had short-circuited, only able to cuss in a string. What was she going to do?

Of course Taylor would warn Fourwings, that dick. He always had to be such a suck up. As if Fourwings would promote him just for telling tales. Because the day hadn't been trying enough. The way she had woken up to him missing and her mind had gone on overdrive. She knew he'd get caught. She barely had any time to get Jaehyun to come over with his fake ID machine to make Dante something. In their defence, he and Yejin hadn't asked any questions and had worked as fast and as well as possible. When she got the call, they were still picking a photo that could pass for Dante from Jaehyun's magic box, and Jaehyun was showing her a burly thirty something red-head that looked like he had swallowed three of Dante. She had shaken her finger at him as she finished talking on the phone.

'Find me a kid's picture. Fair brown or blond hair. Farmers rarely get their ID's renewed,' she said. 'A grown man's photo won't work.'

While Yejin had engraved the card, Jaehyun had cut the photo. They had finished with the lamination just as she pulled her boots on. She kissed them both on the cheek and stormed out of the house, leaving them to clean up and lock the house behind them.

The ID now would pass Fourwings' inspection, at least. New photo, new card. Taylor hadn't looked at the one she handed him too closely. Even she hadn't checked it that well. She didn't have time. It was a rush job; there would be imperfections but that's why she had made sure Taylor shredded it. It was impossible to produce a perfect fake in that time, but they hadn't had a choice and she had done a good job of distracting Taylor.

When he offered to renew his ID, she thought she had won the lottery, but at the end, it all ended the same way, with Fourwings up her ass.

'Scarlett,' he called from the door after she had stayed quiet for way too long. 'I am in my full right to enter your property by force.'

'Give me your shirt,' she whispered to Dante.

'What?'

She opened her eyes wide at him. She was going to kill him, and soon. He hesitated, but she had no time. She pulled her own shirt off, and dropped her underwear on the floor. She waved her hand for his shirt, which he ended up giving. After pulling it over her head, she pulled him by the belt, undid the buckle, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down slightly, trying to ignore the fact that he wasn't wearing anything under it. What a time to go commando, she thought to herself. She couldn't throw his underwear on the floor as proof, like she had done with hers. She reached up to tussle his hair.

'Scarlett!' the Colonel roared.

Fuck that guy, seriously.

'I'm here, I'm here,' she said, opening her door.

'What?' she snapped.

Fourwings looked at her and she enjoyed the transition happening in front of her eyes. His blank, business-like face turned to surprise, looked her up and down and converted into contempt faster than Scarlett could have said 'werewolf.'

'It has come to my attention,' he said, ignoring her messy hair, the fact that she had wiped the lipstick off her lips with the back of her hands and made sure it dragged around her mouth, or that she had slapped her cheeks till they were red, 'that you are harbouring an unknown individual.'

'Dante Simons, you mean,' she replied, glaring at Taylor who was standing a couple of feet behind his superior.

'We checked the cameras. The unknown individual–'

'Dante Simons–'

'The unknown individual,' Fourwings continued, 'did not appear entering town in the last seven days.'