“I got two more shipments I need to hold here Andrew.” Alpha Marcus tunneled his eyes onto the screen of his phone as his men worked around him. All of them carrying wooden boxes into my gym like it was a storage facility.
“Yes Alpha, of course, but if you don’t mind me asking, can I know what I am holding for you? - I would like to know what my staff are handling.” I tried not to offend him, but I think I had a right to know. Why does he have to use my gym for his business? Out of all places he owned, he had to choose my gym.
“Coach Andrew, do you really want to know?” He smirked.
“Uh-Never mind“ I scratched the back of my head. “Sorry Alpha.”
“It's only temporary, and I know I can trust you” His large hand patted my back as we walked towards my office. “You got a lot on your plate Andrew and by the looks of it we got a lot of fighters competing this year."
"Yes Alpha, I've been hard at work, like I usually do." I muttered
"I’ll even finally get the meet the little human you always speak of.” He said as we entered my office.
He glanced around looking the teak office décor, it was probably nothing like he was used to, but it worked fine for me.
“Please sit Alpha, can I get you anything?”
“No, no - I'm ok.” Alpha Marcus replied as he analyzed the wall.
It was littered with past newspaper clippings of fights and awards, little tokens of achievements I saved over the years. It was a golden past with nothing to show for but this shit hole gym, and the only thing keeping it afloat was Alpha Marcus.
“We have a long history Andrew, and I’ll never forget it. I just don’t understand one thing.” He continued looking at a particular picture hanging beside some old newspaper clippings. It was a photo taken 10 years ago, it was of me and Marcus after a championship fight.
“And what's that Alpha?” I asked curiously.
“Why a human? Why are you training one? The payout isn’t even that good. You will not even profit on the-"
“I’m sorry to interrupt, but this time it’s not about the money. I- I- just see something in her. She reminds me of someone close to me...” My words quieted down near the end of my sentence. Maybe I shouldn't of mentioned that last part.
“Which is who?” Alpha Marcus looked over to me curiously.
“You.” I replied.
Alpha Marcus erupted in laughter. “You’re telling me a girl, no, no no, a human?! Is comparable to me? You must be joking? Are you going senile in your old age man?” He continued laughing as he sat on the chair near my desk.
“I know it’s strange... I just feel like I need to help her. She needs me. She is a great fighter and I’ve only have been training her for a few months now. She already beat the shit out of one of the humans set up to fight at another gym.” I said.
“Well as long as you get credit for the ass whooping!” He roared. “Speaking of which where is this fine young lady? I would finally like to meet her after all that you told me.”
I looked at my watch and my phone.
“Strange.” I mumbled to myself.
“What is it?” Alpha Marcus asked.
“She’s late.” I replied.
“So, she’s late. Human’s cannot be relied on for such things. They can’t even be trusted. So she’s late what’s the big deal?”
“In all of our training she has never been late or even missed a training session....something is wrong.” Now I was worried, she would at least send me a text if she was held up somewhere.
“So what? She’s late, I mean if she was one of mine I would let her have it, but come on Andrew. She’s human”
I picked up my phone and sighed in relief when I saw her name pop up in a text message, but what I read next made my stomach churn. My muscles tensed up and my heart started to race. I slammed my hand hard onto my desk, leaving an indent from my fist.
“What’s wrong?!” Alpha Marcus could sense my fear, but there was nothing he could do to calm me down.
“I gotta go Alpha... Please can we continue our conversation later?” I already started heading towards the door.
“I’ll meet you back here in a few hours. I have to make sure my product gets delivered... Just promise me you won't kill yourself for her. She's not worth it.” Alpha Marcus replied.
"Don't worry I won't..." I sighed, knowing that I was lying out of my ass.
I could care less what he thought, I needed to help her. Something was telling me to go, and as soon as I got permission to leave I proceeded to run without looking back.
I drove like a maniac downtown, I was surprised I didn't crash into anyone on my way.
When I finally reached her apartment I knew something was wrong because Troy answered the door. He was usually the one in trouble.
“Coach Andrew?” The young man was larger then I originally expected and his face was covered in dried blood like he just came back from a ware zone.
“Where is she?!” I bolted through the apartment door, I wasn’t going to wait to be invited in.
I panicked as I paced the front room, looking for her. The apartment looked ransacked, like a tornado swept through all of their belongings. Hunter was no where in sight, but I could smell her, I knew she was close.
“She’s in her room down the hall.” Troy said.
I felt anger surge through my body the more Troy spoke, my hands were already clenched into fists. I quickly snatched onto his collar, catching him off guard. I could practically smell the drugs and alcohol on his breathe as I leaned in closer to his face.
“You fucking better not move from this room until I get back!” I growled.
Troy was petrified, his eyes went wide like a deer in headlights. I wanted him to be scared, I wanted him to know the anguish he has caused.
My arms shook as I held his body against the wall, my heart was racing and I could feel my canines protruding from my mouth. My wolf wanted to come out, but I had to control myself. I had to get to Hunter.
He nodded vigorously and I promptly released my grip, causing him to fall hard to the ground.
“I'm sorry- I'll stay-" Troy coughed as he clenched his chest.
I thought that maybe since he was Hunter's twin he would be more like her, but I was wrong. He was pathetic.
“I'LL BE BACK.” I muttered under my breathe.
“Hunter? You there? Hunter are you ok?” I lightly knocked on the wooden door and heard nothing. “It’s Coach Andrew... I’m coming in.” I hesitantly turned the knob and held my breathe. I wasn’t sure what I was walking into.
“Hunter?” I whispered, but didn’t hear anything.
I peered into the door slowly. At first I couldn’t see anything, just her room, clothes, furniture, a guitar and her bed, but where was she?
I inched forward until I could get a good view, and low and behold I saw a lump in the bed. I sighed in relief as I heard her breathing, but I was still weary of her condition. Why wasn't she responding to me?
“Hunter? Are you ok? What happened?” I wasn’t sure what to do at this point. I ran over her bedside, hoping she would at least make a sound.
“Co-ach?” A muffled whisper came from under the sheets and it didn’t sound like her at all. I knew something was wrong and I immediately pulled the sheets off of her.
I gasped in horror.
She was laying on her side; naked and bloodied with bite marks. Her breathing was shallow and her skin was white as a ghost. I could feel tears coming through my eyes as I realized this was no human attack, this was the work of a werewolf.
Horrific images entered my mind of what may have happened to her, knowing that a werewolf was involved. My hands were shaking in disbelief. How could this happen to her?
“Hunter what the hell happened!?” I shouted.
There was so much blood I couldn’t tell if she was still bleeding.
“Hunter speak to me! It’s coach Andrew you’re safe now.”
I’ve never seen so much carnage. I held her body in my arms while I assessed her injuries. They were severe and she needed to see a doctor immediately.
“Hunter I’m calling an ambulance. You need to see a doctor now!” I got my phone from my back pocket and started dialing up 9-1-1, then suddenly I felt her hand grab my wrist.
“NO. No doctors. I can’t.” She whispered with her eyes still shut. At least she was still awake.
“What the hell do you mean? You need a doctor - look at you!” I pleaded with her. Why didn’t she want to go to a hospital?
“My-my-brother.” She whispered.
“What? I knew this had something to do with him, is this why you don’t want to go to the hospital? You don’t want him to get into trouble with the police? Oh come on Hunter, don’t be stupid! Let me help you.”
“No-“ She slurred her words and I could tell she was about to loose consciousness.
“Fine, have it your way. I’m getting my pack doctor to come here to treat your wounds.” I pulled up my contacts in my phone and scrolled down to my trusted friend, Dr. Rosali.
I tapped my hand anxiously on my leg as the phone rung, what if she didn't pick up?
Suddenly the ringing stopped.
I sighed in relief when I heard her voice.
“I need you’re help. It’s an emergency. 3892 Terrace Way Ave, downtown. Please hurry.” I spoke fast hoping she would catch it all.
“On my way Andrew. One of yours?” She asked.
“No... well sort of. She’s human.” I replied.
“Say no more, I’m on my way.”
"She will be fine Andrew. She need’s to rest now."
Dr. Rosali came from Hunter's room, taking her examination gloves off. They were covered in blood and I cringed from the sight. It wasn't the blood that bothered me, it was the fact that it was Hunter's blood.
Troy already left before I could confront him, but he will get what was coming to him. I wanted an explanation as to why he was tangled in werewolf business.
“What happened to her?” I slouched forward on the couch, twiddling my thumbs as I contemplated what I was going to do. I needed to find the bastards that did this to her.
“Coach Andrew, in all of my years of being a doctor I’ve seen everything. I’ve seen domestic violence cases, drug addicts and even werewolf attack victims. But I’ve never encountered these types of injuries. Her back -“
“Her BACK? What’s wrong with her back?” I held my head up as soon as she mentioned her back.
“There are claw marks or maybe some sort of symbol. I’m not totally sure, but it was definitely a werewolf mark.” She explained.
“I’m going to fucking kill him.” I stood up and slammed my hand into the wall, creating a huge gaping hole.
“Well, while your out seeking revenge someone has to stay with her, you can’t just leave her here.” I cut Dr. Rosali off and placed a wad of cash I had from my pocket into her hands.
“Take this, just stay here for a couple hours. Please, I need to speak with my Alpha.” I prayed she would take the money and agree, but I knew Dr. Rosali was a busy woman.
She hesitantly looked at the cash in her hand, and much to my relief she placed it in her pocket.
“Two hours max, I got to be somewhere.” She sighed.
“Thanks Doc! Lock this door and call me if anything happens or if that dick head brother returns!” I yelled as I ran out of the door not even waiting for her to respond.
I knew what I had to do now.
The only thing standing between me and killing Alpha James was getting permission from my Alpha.