Alpha Says Stay

11. Digging The New Look

"FOR THE LOVE OF-"

The buzz of the tattoo ink machine interrupted my screams which silently echoed in my head as I walked through the sidewalk street with my hands in my pockets.

"IT HURTS PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!"

I begged.

I supplicated.

I exhorted.

I urged.

I did all of those like never before. I clenched my jaw in frustration at how weak I've become and kept on walking. I pulled out a cigarette and like always, I calmed my heavy breathing by taking in a puff of contaminated air into my lungs. The rich benignant smoke eddied coolly down my throat and puffed out in rings which breasted the air savagely for a moment.

I wasn't upset about the pain I just went through with the tattoos or the sufferment from not being with my mate, I was upset because I was a fail. I was wandering through the streets without a pack, a ruler with nothing to title my name with, a wreck that didn't know what I was feeling. The warm air caressed my skin as I walked to nowhere. I don't know where I am going. After the pain I just endured, I left the shop in an unsettling state and hurried away from Jezebel and Nicky before they caught up to me. I needed to be alone even if it took just a few minutes.

As I walked, women from my sides would sigh and flutter their long fake eyelashes at me. I haven't realized that I was walking down the sidewalk street without a shirt. I smirked as each woman that crossed next to me, would leer at my body.

It felt nice...

I stopped in a front of a shop's window and couldn't help but to check myself out. A swirl of patterns inked one of my shoulders and one of my forearm, a snake coiled around it. On my back I couldn't quite make out the image but it indeed centered right in the center of my back. Either that attracted the ladies or maybe the idea that a shirtless man walking in the streets was hot to their eyes.

Don't want to brag but, I was one heck of a hot daddy.

I could actually see the power in my eyes and the way my body screamed authority. The women were digging my looks and I couldn't be anymore happier. Maybe now they won't reject me. It was time I became the big bad alpha again.

"Hey! Wait up!" Jezebel finally appeared with Nicky hot on her trails. She had my shirt in her hands and quickly handed it to me. I couldn't help but to catch her eyes check my body out.

"Ahem," Nicky cleared his throat. "Now that we got that done, tell me Simon, how do you feel now?"

"Like a sexy hawt man."

"Um good for you, just remember you are still a wandering loser."

Too bad I couldn't snap this man.

"Father," Jezebel turned her head back to Nicky, "Do you mind bringing the car up here as we wait for you?"

He rose an eyebrow and twitched his nose slightly as he walked away. If my hunch was correct, she did that on purpose. I smirked at her as she nervously threw glances at me.

"Mind putting your shirt back on?" She scoffed.

"Gladly to," I threw my shirt over my shoulder and placed it on me.

"Sooo how do you feel?" She asked.

"I have to admit this idea wasn't so bad. My body stings but I think I just gained a few lady friends."

Inside the shop's window I was standing next to, in a table for two, two ladies stopped drinking their coffees to look at me with a huge grin plastered on their faces.