"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.

"Oh god can you just please lower your ego a notch?"

"Never. I never felt so good in my life. It was time for my charms do its natural thing again. I felt free and single again."

"May I remind you that you are married and have six boys waiting for you back home." She frowned.

She just had to ruin my manhood.

Minutes later, Nicky finally appeared with the car. A scowl etched on his face as he unlocked the car with the press of a button.

"Get in. We have more to do."

Jezebel and I got in the back as the car drove off. I thought I was done but I guess there was still more to it. Only Nicky knew the junk floating in his mind.

*****

"Simon...Simon look what you have done..."

My eyes opened only to see smoke clouding around on the dark flooring.

"Simon...you're not a man..."

"Of course I am!" I snapped, not really sure who I was talking to. "I can prove it," I started to unbuckle my pants.

"No you idiot!" It hissed, its voice
Ricocheting off the walls. "I'm talking metaphorically​. You are not a man because you don't assume your responsibility..."

"What responsibility? I'm looking for a pack. I think I am doing things right."

"Other responsibilities you big dunce!" It snapped at me but then coughed, changing its voice into a sweet venomous voice. "I mean Alpha Simon..."

"Better," I smirked. "Now can someone explain where the hell I am?" I started to look around me.

Dark walls enclosed me as the smoke misted where I stood. A shadowy figure swayed its hips as it came to the lighter part of the dark place, revealing its dark aura. A woman held a baby in her arms as she strode towards me. Her face was a blur though. She was a shadow in a form of a woman. She left stars with each step she took until she handed me the baby. My arms wobbled with the weight. I've never held a child in my arms. Not even my own children had the privilege to be held by me. Tiny crystal blue orbs looked up at me and all I could do was stand stiff, careful not to drop the fragile thing.

"Why am I carrying it?" My voice slightly cracked.

"You should really be asking who does it belong to," It's voice hiss as the darkness enveloped us. "There is more where that came from..."

It disappeared without a trace leaving me in the darkness with a crying baby in my arms. The baby was getting heavier by the second.

My hands shook.

My arms went numb.

I had to let it drop...

~*~

"I didn't mean to I swear!" I gasped as my eyes got blinded by light.

"Sure you didn't. Thanks to you I have to buy a new car," Nicky's voice grumbled. "This is the last time I let you go understood?"

New car?

"Seriously Simon?" Jezebel rolled her eyes at me. "I thought you were manning up."

"What did I- oh..."

Nightmare: a frightening or unpleasant dream.

The baby falling from my arms was worse than a nightmare. It felt so real as my arms failed on me. Reality is cruel while dreams do not exist. Fear is real and I have to live with it. My face went red at the scene I've just done. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and mumbled an apology to Nicky.

I wet the seat while I was dreaming.

Nicky pressed the brakes harshly and the car slightly moved back and forth until it came to a complete stop.

"Here change," He tossed me a pair of jeans he had in a bag that was laying on the passenger seat. "If we are going to help this guy, we need to do drastic measures to him." He craned his head back to us and landed his purple eyes on me, "Wait out here while Jezebel picks an apartment for you and I go sign up for the workout gym. You really need to get in shape." He got out from the car.

What's wrong with my body? I thought I was hot enough...

"Should we actually leave him alone?" Jezebel slowly brought her eyes to me.

"What else can he do wrong?" Nicky scoffed as he opened the door for Jezebel.

Both of them walked their separate ways as I just sat there, staring out through the window. By now winter waved its last goodbye as the first sign of spring came into bloom. For the last few hours, I could feel someone try to mind link me but I kept blocking it. I don't care what is going back at home, all I care is to find that damned filthy pack and be alpha again. This time I won't be too soft on them.

A dark cloud that was hanging above me finally parted, releasing the hidden sunlight. I followed my gaze as the rays kept going and landed on a gray and white shorthaired kitty cat. It has been so long since I killed anything...

I smirk crawled on my lips and a soft growl rumbled in my chest. The city life was wearing me out, making me miss the wolf inside of me. Forget about changing pants, I was in the mood for cat. I changed myself into my reddish brown wolf form and started to scratch on the window. The cat's brown eyes landed on me and perched its ears up a bit. I can't help it that I am related to the typical dog. I jumped to the back of the van and slid open the door with my snout.

"Freedom bitches!" I flashed the cat rows of sharp fangs.

The cat stuck its tail up high like a flag and dashed off. I ran after it with my eyes focused right on its tail. My paws throbbed with each land on the concrete street as I chased after the dang cat. I breathed heavily, in need to smoke. I was anxious, desperate, eager to get my teeth on its neck. The cat was faster than what it looked. It fled for safety to the park where my paws dug on the soft grass. People sitting on the benches of the park or walking by with their canines, would scream at the sight of a wild wolf right in the heels of the cat. I snapped my jaws over and over, just centimeters away from its tail but still missing it. The stupid cat climbed up a tree, making me bang my head on the damned trunk.

"You stupid coward!" I barked. "Get your filthy ass down here and fight me!"

"Fight you? How stupid of me it will be if I actually did it," The cat stretched out on the tree's branch and looked down on me with a sneer. "You seriously need to wash that potty mouth of yours....Simon."

Simon?

My jaw dropped as I rose my head to look above. The cat's brown eyes mesmerized into mine.

"A-Angie?" I couldn't help but to feel happy inside.

And confused.

"Wait a minute...what the heck are you?" I frowned.

"What does it look like?" She waved her tail side by side.

Definitely she was a cat. Her whiskers twitched and she dangled one of her paws from the branch.

"Well then," I sat and brushed my tail on the prickly green grass, "Since when? How were you in my pack in the first place? Why did you leave me?"

"Leave you?" Her brown eyes turned to slits. "You actually suspected me to stay and suffer more abuses from you? You're crazy. More than crazy," Her mouth drew back.

"I am your alpha," a small growl left from me.

"You were never mine."

"Then why the hell were you in my pack? You are not even a wolf to start with."

"Maybe you should ask that to your father oh wait...he died already."

"Argh!" I clawed the tree's trunk hoping to make the tree fall. She was literally draining my patience away.

"Hey watch it bub!" She hissed as the tree shook. Her claws latched on the bark as leaves dropped like rain. "You're going to make me fall!"

"Precisely the point!" I snapped.

I started to jump up and down but I was too fat to climb a tree. That and my claws were not like a cat's. It has been years since I've heard that beautiful voice from her. I haven't realized it that I've missed it so much.

I missed her...

"Ssiiiimmmooonn," her voice shook as her branch shook furiously.

"Get your lovely ass down from that tree so I can make you mine!"

"Yours?! Never!" She hissed and hugged the branch for her dear life. "You are INSANE!"

"It's because you make me! I'm fucking crazy for you!"

"Langgguuuaaagggee!" she shut her eyes tight as I slammed my whole body against the tree.

A woman can be the death of man. Especially a man like me who has a severe obsession over a woman. Any woman not just Angie. Women are what keeps me busy.

And I'm dying for someone other than my mate to be with me.

I was about to give the trunk one last slam when suddenly I heard a twig snap behind me. I swooshed my head back to see a man with a net in one hand.

"N-nice d-doggy," The man took small steps towards me.

I snarled at the man.

Random people crowded behind to see all the commotion. They pointed at me with fear in their eyes. I was just about to pounce on the man when suddenly I felt a sharp sting from behind.

"Oh my... I see cats everywhere," My eyes went fuzzy and my legs lost its balance. I barely made out what hit me. Another man stood behind with a gun-like-type in hand.

A dart stuck right in my rear end.

"Oh shit." I closed my eyes and passed out.