I Am The Alpha (Part 2)

Part 10

Hey everyone,

sorry it's been a while once again. I finally got my laptop back yesterday so I am excited to be able to give you the next part which continues on directly after the last part ended.

Thanks for your patience, I hope you like it

xx

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I walk over to the bar with the drink orders all memorized for yet another round and I laugh as the barman raises his eyebrows. It must be at least 10 o’clock by now and that equals at least three whole hours of drinking and talking and well generally just letting loose. Jake, the guy who had talked to me when I walked in, actually turned out to be an awesome guy and his friends aren’t too bad either so it’s easy to see how so much time has been lost. No one’s quite gone yet but some of the guys are on their way much to their annoyance as I’m only a tad tipsy by this point. I reach the bar and the barman smiles at me “What’ll it be this time?” he asks sounding resigned.

“Two Vodkas on the rocks, a Cranberry Vodka, three Gin and Tonics and...” I’m cut off as my mobile starts ringing and I growl lowly to myself at a volume that no one else can here.

: ‘Answer it or we’ll come find you’ Cole snaps :

“Excuse me for a sec?”  I ask the bartender and he nods as he continues making the drinks I already ordered.

“What do you want Cole?” I snap icily as I run my free hand through my hair.

“To check if you’re okay and to know when you are going to be coming back” He returns just as icily as I did making the concern that he may have irrelevant.

“I’m brilliant, better than I have been in days” I boast seriously and get several growls in return, oh so they’re all listening in... “Honestly I’m fine, I’m not too far away and I’ll be back before dawn, like I said before.” I inform them all pointedly.

“Erin, who’s on the phone?” Jake calls and I turn to look at him with an overdone look of annoyance mouthing ‘Cole’ and he cracks up laughing. “Tell him to go do his laundry or something” I burst out laughing at the thought of Cole folding socks and the look on his face after he heard that.

“Who are you with?” A growl comes from down the phone.

“Some locals of the normal kind” I tell him simply knowing that he’ll pick up the “there not werewolves” vibe.

“Guys?”

“Yup” Another growl, someone’s grumpy tonight.

“What are you doing?”

“Sweetheart that’s none of your business. I’m actually having a really good time and that’s not normal for me so I’m going to enjoy it and I’ll see you when I get back” I tell him hoping he’ll pick up the subtle ‘this conversation is over’ hint.

“What else did you want?” the bartender cuts in and I put the phone against my skirt to muffle the sounds. I don’t want them coming to look for me.