Bullseye

Chapter 6

A loud pounding on the door awakens me. I growl and check the time on the alarm clock that's next to the bed.

It reads 8:47. I grunt and bury my head in the pillows, hoping that they will leave. However the banging only gets louder if anything.

Stupid Tyler! Two hours early mate! Well, roughly two hours. I sigh and roll out of the bed on to the floor wrapped up in the duvet which cushions my fall. I untangle myself and stumble over to the door. Trying to work out how to open it.

I smile when the handle finally goes down, swinging the door open I yawn and stretch scrunching up my eyes.

"You're early." I state. Some clears their throat. I open my eyes and drop my hands. Sh!t. I taking a whiff I scowl. A pine smell hits me. Werewolves. Three large, muscular men are standing in the door way, power emits from the first one, he has short brown hair with the sides and back cut short. He is wearing a plain shirt and a blazer with some matching smart, work trousers. They are standing in a sort of triangle. The power guy then his two 'bodyguards' or whatever. The one to the left, has black hair brushed in front of his blue eyes, he is dressed similarly to the centre guy. His eyes flicker to mine and they turn harsh. I quickly turn my gaze to the right. A short, boy is they only way to describe him, he looks about 15 and is dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, with light brown dreadlocks.

"Oh, sorry..." I say smiling, always be polite, they will be less inclined to kill you, whoever they are. "...How can I help you? Is there something wrong?" I continue with my sentence, still being polite.

"Yeah, there is actually." Says the one on the right.

"Rouge." The one on the left says under his breath but I still hear him. I turn my eyes to him and scowl, I feel power run through my veins. When he looks and me I scowl some more, I keep back a growl as they have to think that I am a human. But then the middle guy steps across and blocks my view of him, so I turn my glare to him before I then relax.

"Our mayor wishes to see you. Just ask you a few questions that's all, he wants to know why you're here, not many people visits you see. He likes to give the new ones a tour." F*ck! He means their Alpha! I know it, I just know it! I can't go see an alpha! They are they're worst kind or wolf, I feel tears prick my eyes. Stumbling away from the door I collapse a little way away.

I'm mumbling incoherently to myself and Phoebe before everything goes black.

I stretch and roll over. I shout out as I fall to the ground. I grunt and push myself up. I sit on the sofa that I was led on, which is placed in what seems like an office. The wall opposite me is made of glass with a large wooden desk and swirly chair. I laugh to myself as I don't think there is actually a name for that chair apart from maybe an office chair. The two walls next to me are massive book cases; covered from top to bottom in books of all type, tall or short, thick or thin and in a range of different colours. The wall to the left has two large doors with those humongous ring handles that you would now find are used as knockers. Behind me is a wall with several picture frames on. There are many of a group of people. Must be the pack, I think to myself. Crap. The alpha.

I frantically look around for a way to get out. There are only the doors and the windows. Using the doors would be way to obvious, there are probably guards out there or something. Although, they think that I am human. I ponder the doors for a second, and then I come to the conclusion that I just cannot risk it.

I run over to the windows looking for a handle to open one, but there is none as it is just two large panes of glass, one for each half of the wall. I hiss in frustration and look outside to see how high up I am. Ground floor. Haha b!tches. I take two steps back before launching myself towards the windows. I turn to the side inches before I collide with the glass, so that I can use my shoulder to break the window.