~Picture of Roy~
§Ian Somerhalder as Roy§
*EDITED*
Roy POV:
°Yesterday°
"Alpha Roy, Joseph's back, and he wants something."
"Matthew, how do you know this?"
"H-he told me."
"You're a beta, you're supposed use your brain not give it away."
"Sir, it was a subtle approach."
"He's been band."
"He's here to help."
"Where did you meet him?"
"In a alley. By the pond shop on Corbett street." I tossed him a sharpie. "What is this for?"
"Write down these exact words on your arm." He nodded as he bit off the cap. "Be. A. Better. Beta."
He wrote down the b in beta and finally realized what I said. "You're not funny." He smiled and I did the same.
"I think I'm hilarious. By the way you just got Joseph killed, I'll see you when I get back."
He frowned and grabbed my arm. "Roy, what good can come from this?" Matthew asks me.
"I dunno, not having a rogue mark my damn words because my dumb ass beta has the brain of a four year old."
"Four year olds can be quite smart."
"That makes you dumb."
"Are you taking the limo?" He asks.
"I am now."
I started walking down the hall and that's when I ran into the packs slut. "Alpha Roy, would you like a massage?" Becca said gripping my shoulders.
"Not right now, I have business to attend to."
"Maybe I should come and keep you company in the car?"
"No, Becca." I walked to the living room, when I saw Frederick. "Fred, c'mon."
"Yes sir, where to?"
"Pond shop on Corbett."
I got into the back of the limo, and the ride was slow and quiet. I should've let Becca come, I'd be more amused.
The back phone started to ring indicating that Fred was calling. "Sir, we're here."
I step out the car as I toss my coat in the back seat. I got out the car and started walking walking down the dark alley.
"Alpha, I see you got my message." Joseph said coming into the light.
"And I see you didn't get mine." I pull my gun out my back pocket and started to twist the silencer on slowly. "Now what did I say I'll do if I found you on my turff ever again."
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Making Love To My Alpha Mate
Werewolf*This will have adult content and verbal use* I was just walking to Pondshop like I usually do, but this time it was different. It didn't smell like dead fish and burning rubber, more like Oreos and a Carmel Apple. I follow that scent and I was i...
