Ignition

Chapter Four

                  

Walking down the hall, Bernn couldn't help but feel uneasy, heart racing with every step she took. Either it was because she was going to talk to an alpha or the fact that someone was being nice to an omega. Nonetheless, she tried to hide away the nervousness she was feeling with a confident look, though she knew she couldn't cover what she was feeling once in front of a superior person. And the fact that Carlson or CJ as he was liked to be called, was adding a few scary details about their alpha, like how he was hot-tempered like a volcano ready to explode any minute and acts like a soldier when things are going downhill. Not to mention that he had said that the man was scarier than any supernatural horror being combined from the movies. Now, she was wondering what the alpha looked like, but everything that she could think of would result to a scary looking man. Shivering at the images that were created, Bernn continued walking down the long hallway, well not very long, the door was just a few feet away from them. Once reaching the dark double oak doors, the she-were could only admire at the fine door in front of her. Ever saw the double oak doors in a movie with those gold swirly things as door knobs? Yeah, that's the one she was standing in front of. The loud sound of something braking startled both werewolves, followed by yells and thuds. Gulping, she watched as Carlson placed his hand on the doorknob and flung the door open.

Inside the room was like an office you would see in a boss's office or a mafia boss's office. There in the middle of the room was a table that had the normal things a boss or an alpha would need, and behind the table was a large window, allowing you to see the beautiful horizon that was being displayed by the earth. The walls were painted cream, the edges of the wall were painted dark brown and on the brown floor was a simple yet large cream colored rug that had shattered pieces of glass of different kinds. On the walls hung frames with pictures of what she assumed was the pack throughout the generations and jeans and a pair of black converse. He had dark chocolate like hair and dark blue eyes like Carlson, and by the looks of it, the brunette was the beta's older brother. The only difference was, the alpha had his hair styled into a quiff and was slightly muscular, but you could you see some abs on his stomach thanks to the shirt that seemed to stick to the alpha's body.

The second man who stood beside the brunette was the same height as the other. He wore a hoodie with a picture of Eren Jaeger as both a titan and human, grey jeans and black vans. The man had (which she assumed was dyed) white hair. She couldn't see his eyes for his head was bowed in fear or in submission. "We'll deal with this later." The alpha growled, anger noticeable in his voice. Bernn watched as the other man nodded before scurrying out of the room, door closing silently. "Aye, forget what you saw." The alpha sighed, walking over to his desk and behind before plopping down onto the arm chair. "I'll get down to the point, alright?" before the omega could answer, the brunette then said, "Alright. Apparently, you've stumbled upon my pack's territory. Care to explain?" he asked, a curious eyebrow raised. The omega hesitated for a few moments, opening her mouth, trying to explain, but couldn't find the right words, so she shut her mouth instead, seemingly looking like a fish trying to get some air into its lungs. After a few more moments, she finally mumbled out a "Hunter." It was the only word she could think of that would sum up the events that had happened.

Even if she didn't look up, she knew that the eyebrows of both men were furrowed in confusion. She would've done the same if she was in their shoes. Hunters weren't allowed or permitted to kill creatures of any shape, color and size, unless of course they cause harm to others. Even if that had turned into a rule, there were always the stubborn thickheaded hunters who never learned their lesson. They were called the "Black Sheep's". Everyone feared them. They were merciless hunters who only kill for money and for fun. Though they killed, they knew the consequence, Death. "An eye for an eye" as they call it. One of the reasons why they only kill those who are deep in the woods or those who are alone. Even they feared to be caught and killed. "A hunter? One of those Black Sheep's?" The alpha asked. Raising her head, her eyes met with icy blue eyes, observing her every move, as if he was expecting her to do something stupid. "I don't know. The man was an acquaintance..."