Chapter 2

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I was heading to the location that Rick texted me. I pulled to a fancy looking resturaunt. Parking the car I walked into the restraunt. Everyone looked at me. Girls stares filled with hate, or jealousy while guys were filled with lust. I walked up to the host waiter.

"H-h-hello. D-Do you have res-reservations?" he stuttered.

Knowing Rick its under his alias last name. "Yes, its under Demonte."

He looked at the list and found it. He ushered me to follow him. We reached the very back and there in all his glory was Rick. I turned and dismissed the host and sat down.

"What can I do for you Mr. Demonte?"

"Fuck off. Use my real name Raegan."

"Whatever you say bossman. Anyways, whats up?"

"I have a new mission for you."

"Couldn't you just email me the details like you usually do."

"This case is special, so no its not that easy."

"What makes it so damn 'special'" I replied using air quotes.

"Well smart ass he's an alpha."

"I have dealt with Alphas before Rick."

"True. But he isnt just an alpha he is the Alpha. King Alpha"

"Rick are you trying to get me killed. Even if and when I kill him, every single werewolf and all their allies will be after my head. What the fuck are you trying to prove Rick."

"It wasnt my call Raegan it was Johns."

"Whatever, but when I do this no more missions from John. He has his own agenda and if your not careful he will get you and everyone else killed. Do you understand? After this mission John is not in the loop with me. If he tries something slick I will kill him Rick."

"I know Raegan. And ok. Heres your case file." He said as he slid me the manilla folder. I put it in my briefcase I always bring to meetings.

"I will send the text when the target is eliminated."

"Ok. And Raegan be careful."

"Me? Always."I say in a joking manner.

I went to my car and headed home. I live in a house that I added things to for myself. It has six floors, two are under ground. It has an eight car garage. The top floor is my dance studio. Basement is a safe room/security room, different ways to get there throughout the house. Second floor is my gym. My rooms on main floor(third floor)as well as two guest rooms, the kitchen, one living room and my simulation room. I use simulation room for training. Fourth and fifth floor have more rooms, a living room on each floor and a game room on fourth floor. In total I have enough guest rooms and house space to house over five hundred people. I have over a thousand acres of land. I know your probably wondering why I have so much room and live alone. Well I dont know. I needed my money to go somewhere. But I love my house and wouldnt change it for the world. My house is secure. No one can get in without me. My security systems are specially for me. Me telling you how to get in is the only way for anyone to possibly get passed my security.

Finally home I disarm my system go in my house up to my room and turn it back on. I jump in a quick shower. When I got out I put on my black soffe shorts and my blue cami. I sat on the bed and opened the file. In the file was the name Nikolai Dimtrius Dragomir. He is the King Alpha. Under his name is a picture of him . He was white, with a nice tan, he had dirty blonde hair that was short and spiked up. The file said he was six foot six, had blue eyes. The picture showed off his nice eight pack and his tats. He had a sleeve on his left arm and his right arm had a tattoo from his back to his right bicep. No where lower than the bicep on the right. He also had a eye brow piercing and snake bite lip piercings. Overall he looked like a sex god. Might fuck him before I kill him. Either way he is gonna die. I thought as I fell asleep.

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