The Reign of The New Alpha

The snarl of an Alpha is not one you want to hear in your life.

The Alpha stood six feet tall behind his desk. His usually stoic face was now full of fury. He was not like any other Alpha before him. Many before him would act without thinking. They would take immediate action. But not him. His method of rule was different. He thought through his issues which scared all of his followers, not being able to predict his next move.

Nike fell to her knees in front of his desk, “I needed the money,” she stated. She bowed her head to avoid looking at his face, “I know what I did was wrong, so I’ll accept my punishment without a fuss.” She jumped when she heard a series of growls erupting from the Alpha’s throat.

“Stand up,” his voice was tight. Nike slowly pulled herself up, but she kept her head bowed. “I will not punish you,” he started, “if you can guarantee me success on this mission i’m giving you.”

“My name is Nike, I never lose,” was her response.