Luna Punched Mr. Alpha!

Party Hard pt. 4

LUKE

<< Hours before the party>>

"Luke," someone called while shaking my arm roughly.

My eyes fly open to find a shirtless Aiden and unfamiliar women scent hits me.

I roll my eyes, "Bro, if you're asking for a condom, you already know where they are."

Aiden glares at me, "Dude, this is some serious shit you need to deal with."

I yawn and climb out of bed, grabbing my shirt from the end of my bed, "It better be."

We head downstairs, an empty living room and kitchen, but one of the bar stoles was prompted up against the hallway closet. I raise an eyebrow, Are you into some freaky shit? I'm not judging or anything, but... I don't want anything to do with it, bro.

Aiden looks back at me, a blank stare before pulling the chair away from the door. He pulls the door open and sitting in the center of the small closet is a girl who was shaking like a leaf. I look down at her, causing her to flinch away and her eyes to dart to the ground.

My wolf growls, rogue.

I look over to my brother, "Who is she?"

"I found her pacing out on the porch," Aiden offers her a hand, which she quickly shakes her head at, getting up from the floor on her own and begins to fidget with the hem of the over sized shirt.

I growl, this new surveillance system is taking longer than it was supposed to. I open a link to all my man that was on the surveillance team and the emergency back up team, EVERYONE NEEDS TO BE IN THE PACK HOUSE IN 20 MINUTES!

I cut the link off and look to the girl, "Why are you here? How did you get on my land?"

She fidgets more with the shirt, "I-I-I..."

"Dude, why'd you put her in the closet? Why'd you even bring her in here?" I look over to Aiden, who simply throws his hands in the air, "You suck at being a Beta."

Aiden's eyes go wide as he begins throwing his arms around, "I didn't know I was even the Beta! AND if I was the Beta, would you have rather I left her wondering around or standing on the porch?"

I glare at Aiden, before letting out a sigh and signaling to the girl to move out of the closet. She takes small steps, attempting to not make any sudden movements. I point towards the living room couch and she takes a seat on the edge. She looks between my brother and me, and the door.

You wouldn't even get past the mailbox, my wolf growls, forcing pass her mental barrier. The benefits from being an Alpha: twice the strength and size of any male wolf, and the ability to communicate with any wolf we choose.

Aiden glances at me before he takes a seat by the girl, "Could you at least tell us your name?"

In a small voice, she stammers out, "R-ra-rayna..."

I look the girl--Rayna, over once more and notice cuts along her legs and arms. They indicate that she's been running through bushes, but the scars along her inner forearm tell me she's been self inflicting for awhile.

"How old are you?" I ask, glaring down at her wrists. She notices my staring and tries to hide her arms, but not fast enough because Aiden grabs her right arm, holding it in place for us to see clusters of scarring and even one cut slowly healing close by her arm folds.

How are the scars still there? I ask my wolf, who seems to be locked on throwing Rayna in the cellar and leaving her there until she admits to being a rogue spy.