Rescued by the Alpha

EIRIK POV

Eirik rolled his eyes at his beta who was feeling up one of the omega girls they had brought with them. There were four and all of them immediately took off their clothes as soon as they were in the private room of the club. As far as music went they were dancing to a steady sexy beat that was muted just right. It was a mix of Smooth jazz and techno. It was clear that they had done this before.

"I need a cig." Eirik growled. After thirty minutes of watching Aelfraed get progressively bolder with his hands on the omega's body Eirik could no longer stand to watch. He didn't wait for a response as he shoved the omega trying to get his attention out of his way. She pouted and tried to follow but he growled angrily in her face and she backed away. He was done with girls like her, that just saw his title. As the alpha of the pack it was his duty to insure future generations had a strong capable leader to guide them. But he was done with women all together. Egil growled in his head and he shook to clear the sudden cloud of madness induced rage that threatened to consume him. He shoved his hands in his pockets in search of his cigarettes and lighter as he started down the stairs.

As soon as he stepped out of the stair well he was assaulted by the smell of vomit mixing with the strong smell of booze and the subtle metallic smell of blood under it all. The mixture was so bad that he almost missed the scent of wild honeysuckle and pine after a rain storm. It was a scent he knew very well. Egil calmed just enough to see the most beautiful young girl struggling to free herself from some unknown man halfway down the hallway to the emergency exit.

"Hey!" He shouted and they both looked at him in surprise. His eyes locked on the pine green pools of the young woman. 'MATE!!! MINE!!!!! RIP HIM TO SHREDS!!!!!' Egil roared at him. "What the fuck is going on here?" He demanded instead. The man loosened his grip on the girl and cleared his throat.

"Sorry for the disturbance, sir. My su-" Rage filled Eirik when he heard this disgusting man that smelled of rotting blood call the girl his.

"I was not talking to you!" He snapped at the man. "Love are you okay?" He asked the girl gently as he held his arm out to her. He hoped that she would take the hint. To his surprise she rushed towards him and buried her face in his chest.

She had a small frame that was adorned with large double d cup breasts, and her ass was well rounded just the way he liked his women. Her black tube of a dress was fighting a losing battle to contain her curvaceous body. Her skin was a beautiful ivory color, and was as smooth as porcelain. Her hair looked like it had barely been tamed into a high pony tail. The long red waves falling to her butt. Even in six inch platform heels she barely stood at four foot nine.

As he revealed in her perfect scent he realized that her body was beaded with sweat. It was very clear to him that she was not feeling well. Did her current situation have any thing to do with that? His dom instincts kicked in and he knew he had to care for her. But to do that he needed to get her upstairs away from the music that threatened to split his head in two.

"Are you not feeling well, baby girl?" She shook her head to indicate that she was indeed ill. "Why don't you go lay down in the room? Remember, it's room 13." He unhooked the rope between them and ushered her past the bouncer at the top of the stairs before turning back to the pathetic waste of human flesh. "Don't ever put your hands on my sub again!" He snarled, baring his elongated fangs. 'My mate is on her way up. Make sure she lays down on my couch.' He linked his beta before turning back to the douchbag that decided today was as good as any to die.

"If she's yours why isn't she wearing a collar?" He said flippantly. "I will take whoever I want!"

"Brave words. For a corpse." Eirik knew his eyes flashed red. He growled to emphasize his point and went back to the private vip room.

ANDY'S POV

Andy entered the dimly lit private room. It was done in black and green. Several men seemed to be enchanted by the four scantily clad women that swung around a pole. One man, though, was seated on the couch at the far end of the room. He caught her eye and motioned for her to come to him.

Just then, the adrenaline left her system and the reality of what had just happened sunk in. She covered her mouth with her hands to try and stiffle the sob that came out of her with no success. She felt all eyes on her as she collapsed to the floor, her breath coming in desperate, shallow gasps as panic set in. A strong set of arms wrapped around her and pulled her close. She immediately knew that it was the man that had rescued her, his scent of fresh mint, pine wood smoke and fresh snow bringing comfort to her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs were on either side of his waist. She could feel some thing hard nestled against her core, but she ignored it in favor of getting comfort and care from him. He crossed the room and settled on to something soft and velvety.

"Do you want to lay down, sweetheart?" She shook her head. "Okay. But you should drink some water." He said as he leaned and reached for something she didn't care to see. "It will help you calm down."

"Is everything okay, Alpha?" Another man asked. "Why does she have bruises on her arm?"

"She was attacked by a man down stairs doctor." Alpha's voice was soft and gentle. "I think she is just a bit panicked at the moment."

"She is human?" Alpha nodded in response. "I think she may be going into shock. Her heart rate is pretty high from what I can tell."

"Sweetheart? You need to turn around so the doctor can examine you." Alpha said in a firm but gentle tone. She shook her head against his neck and he sighed in defeat. Andy wanted nothing to do with the stranger behind her. "I understand you're scared but you were throwing up. You need to turn around." He opened his arms to make it possible for her to do so but still she refused. "I will count to three and then there is going to be a consequence. One. Two." Finally she turned around knowing what he meant by consequence.

"There we go. See nothing to be afraid of." Doctor said as he put a stethoscope over her heart.

"I-I'm feeling much better now." Andy sniffled. And she was. The music here was softer and the overwhelming smell of body odor and alcohol was nowhere in the room. Her head was not aching to the point of exploding any more. "I'm just really sensitive to flashing lights, loud music and very strong smells. It's a medical condition."

"Sounds to me like you just have super senses." The doctor chuckled. "If that is what caused your nausea than I am giving you a clean bill of health."

"Kind of. I mean I never threw up before but that guy...I don't like it when people grab me like that. It really doesn't help that he smelled like blood." Andy looked at her hands and blushed as she said it. "I know. I'm a freak and there's no way I could know what he smelled like." Her tone changed to a mocking one as she repeated what others had said to her in the past.

"Actually we are werewolves. That is par for the course with us. If you say he smelled like blood then he smelled like blood. In a place like this it says a lot about him." One of the girls smiled gently at her as she crouched down to look her in the eye. "But you really should drink some water like Alpha said."

"Yes throwing up can cause dehydration. Just take small sips." Doctor said and motioned to the water on the tray that Andy just barely noticed in the girl's hand. She took the glass and whispered a quiet thank you before taking a small sip.

Alpha's hand rubbed small soothing circles on her back as he watched her closely. "Good girl." He said with an enigmatic smile. She couldn't quite explain why it made her shiver and annoyed her at the same time. She placed the water on a small table just to the left of the couch. "Something wrong, baby girl?"

"I drank the water. Now I'm done." She said half flippantly. She wondered how he would handle it.

"Are you testing me, baby?" He asked as that same smile spread across his face.

"Maybe. Maybe I'm just being a brat."

"You can be a brat. But not to me. Not until we have a discussion about certain things." The smile slowly faded from his face as he spoke. "Now, drink your water." He said firmly as he took the water and handed it back to her. She shivered a second time and took another sip.

Suddenly she felt very tired and wanted to lay down. Andy set the water back on the table and shifted next to Alpha on the couch. She pulled her legs up to her chest and laid across his lap. His hand went to her hair absentmindedly as he watched the others in the room mill about. Andy closed her eyes so she could just listen to the soft music. It didn't take long for her to drift off to dreamland.