"Put your hands up!" Raymond shouts as he raises his midnight black handgun at the banker's head.

She lets out a shrill scream. I almost flinch from its high frequency. Shaken and frightened, the woman tries to duck under the counter. I shake my head in disappointment. The damn woman should have just listened to Raymond's instructions. Oh well.

"I said put your fucking hands up, not jump under the god damn table you stupid bitch!" He shouts.

Raymond hops on top of the counter. His eyes blazing with annoyance and fury. His leg bucks back and is suddenly slammed forward, giving the glass one good kick. A large crack rides up the glass as I hear it begin to break. Raymond gives it another hard kick. The glass completely shatters into tiny little pieces. They fly across the room landing all over the floor. Ignoring the remaining shards of glass sticking out, he hops over the counter. Once his feet graze the floor he reaches down, grabbing the helpless banker from under the counter.

"See what you made me do?" He shouts at her.

She screams in terror at his close proximity. Her fear rolling off of her in waves, she is practically smelling up the room with her frightened state. Humans. They get scared so easily.

Suddenly I see a slight movement to my left. I reach my right hand down to my halter and grab my gun. I whip it out and point it directly at the man who stood up.

"Move again and I will shoot." My voice low and completely serious as I walk towards the man.

He throws his hands in the air and inches back toward the wall again.

"Please, just let her go, she is innocent." The man begs.

I let out an annoyed growl, "We wouldn't hurt her if she just gave us what we wanted. Now shut up and get down." I shout and motion my gun toward the ground.

The man slowly nods his head and starts to sit again. I quickly glance up at the clock. Shit.

"Hurry it up over there." I shout toward Raymond. We've been here longer than expected. The cops could be on their way.

"Roger that."

In the next minute everything goes according to plan. I see the banker walk to the safe and stuff our bag full of money. As she approaches Raymond, he swipes the bag from her with his free hand and then swings his gun at her face, hitting her with a loud thud. She falls to the ground, silent. I sigh and shake my head. That so wasn't necessary.

Raymond hops over the counter and approaches me.

"You ready?" he asks.

"Of course." I place my gun back into my halter and follow him out the bank door.

We approach a large gray van, one with no windows in the back. Raymond whips the side door open and hops in. I quickly follow suit and slam the door shut behind me. I feel the van pull out of the parking lot and back onto the road. I sigh in relief and lean my head back onto the wall of the van.

"Good job out there guys, you handled it very well. The timing was impeccable." Derek says as he closes his laptop in front of him.

I smirk and peel my ski mask off my head. "We couldn't have done it without you, brainiac." I say proudly as I lean over and ruffle his short red hair.

He smiles and swats my hand away. "I didn't have to do much this time. Luckily no one even called the cops and no alarms were triggered. The only thing I had to do was replace the video feed with video of about a month ago. Besides that, everything went perfectly."

"Don't go too easy on them over there Derek," Ruben says from the driver seat. "you guys made sure no one saw your faces, right?" he asks concerned.

Raymond laughs out loud, "Come on bro, don't act like we're amateurs at this. This isn't the first robbery we have done."

"You sure looked like an amateur out there Raymond." His brother yells at him.

"What the fuck are you trying to say Ruben?" Raymond angrily retorts.

"You didn't have to knock that girl out. She listened to you. Nothing would have changed if you didn't knock her unconscious. Learn how to control yourself." Ruben criticizes his brother, trying his best to shame him completely.

Raymond huffs and leans back against the wall of the moving van. He's clearly annoyed, but knows what his brother is telling him. Yet, he still tries to argue back.

"Whatever, she didn't listen to me." Raymond adds softly, almost regretting his actions.

"Okay, enough guys." I say cutting in. "We had a successful day. Raymond let me see the cash."

I throw my hands out and wait for Raymond to give me the bag. He takes the strap off his shoulder and places the bag into my hands. I plop it in my lap and open up the zipper. I smile as the money sticks out of the opening.

"Oh good she gave us stacks of one hundreds and fifties." I say surprised. Normally we are stuck with stacks of fives and tens, but this looks like we struck gold.

I silently count the money. To my surprise we have well over ten thousand dollars in this one bag. Looks like we will be getting paid big tonight. I zip it back up and place the bag on the floor next to me. After a while, I feel the car come to a slow stop. We must have gotten back to the pack house.

"We're back." Ruben says as he turns the car off, confirming my assumptions.

Raymond is the first to get out followed by Derek, me, and then Ruben. We lock the van up in the garage and enter the house.

"You guys can head back to your rooms. I will bring this to Alpha Serg and get you guys  your fair share of the money." I tell them.

"Yes ma'am." They all answer in sync as they scatter off to their rooms.

I tuck my ski mask in my jacket pocket and make my way toward the Alpha's office. He is usually in a good mood if we are able to successfully pull off a mission so I'm not scared of seeing him right now. Plus my father, Beta Emanuel, will be in there with him.

I gently knock on the door.

"Come in." My father says.

I place my hand on the knob and softly turn it. I open the door and close it quietly behind me. I see my father sitting at his desk on the right side of the room and the Alpha sitting at his desk on the left side. I hear the Alpha sigh in relief as he sees me.

"Ah, Lucia. How did the mission go?" He asks.

"It went very well Alpha. We were able to complete the mission with no problems." I say as I walk over to his desk and place the bag on top of it.

He smiles greedily and pulls the bag closer to himself.

"Wonderful, it's good to know you guys can still get things done without my son around." He says as he unzips the bag.

As if his son helps us at all anyway...

"I hope I'm not speaking out of place Alpha, but I was wondering where exactly Damien was today?" I ask gently. Actually where is he every mission?

Alpha Serg slowly pulls the stacks of money out one by one. As he does this he says, "That is of no concern of yours Lucia."

I bow my head down and quickly say, "my apologies Alpha."

"It's alright girl." He tells me and pauses as he finishes counting the money.

He creates four smaller piles that consist of equal amounts of money. He grabs four rubber bands and wraps each pile up separately. When he finishes he throws the rest of the money back into the bag and zips it back up. He looks back up at me with his dark black eyes.

"Here, these are for you and your teammates. Thanks for your hard work." He says.

He pushes the four stacks toward me and I bow down, "Anything for you Alpha, thank you."

I look back up to see a pleased look on his face. I gently grab the four stacks from in front of him.

"You may go now."

I bow my head one more time out of respect before retreating to the door. Before I leave I glance over at my father but he just continues to stare down at his work. I let out a disappointed sigh and leave the office, shutting the door behind me.

Well that was fun... not. My father has been ignoring me for a long time now. Once he found his true mate four years ago and left my mom for her, he doesn't consider me his daughter anymore. Why doesn't he act like he loves me anymore? Granted he found his true mate, but that doesn't completely wipe my existence from his life. Now all he pays attention to is his true mate and her son. He treats his stepson more like his child than me, his own daughter.

I walk toward the stairs that lead to the boys' corridor. I need to give my squad members their share of the money. First stop is Raymond's and Ruben's room. Since they are twins, they share a room together. They hate being separated for too long. I guess it must be a twin thing because I would hate having a roommate here.

I knock on their door loudly and shout, "Yo, dumb asses, get out here."

From inside I hear two sighs and then an "alright, hold on."

Inside the room I can hear one of the boys shuffling around for something. After a few seconds his footsteps approach and the door cracks open.

"What is it Lucia?" Raymond asks, annoyance laced in his voice.

Because his room is dark and I can only see his head which is sticking out from the door, I notice that his long blonde hair which is normally held in a tight ponytail is loose and slightly messy. Huh, weird.

"Is that anyway to treat the person who is delivering you a watt of cash?" I ask and fan their portions of money near my face.

I see his eyes light up and he reaches for the money. I decide to tease him by pulling my hand backwards, causing him to lung forward and out from behind his door. He grunts annoyed and I notice he is shirtless and only wearing a pair of boxers. I give him a strange look and he takes this moment to snatch his and Ruben's cash from my hand.

"What the hell are you guys doing in there?" I question him.

He grunts and rolls his eyes. "Nothing Lucia, now go away."

He walks back into his room and slams the door in my face. Well that is rude! I slowly approach his door and stick my ear up against it. That's when I notice giggling. Not just any giggling, those giggles are coming from girls! Why do Ruben and Raymond have girls in their rooms? The only girls we have in this pack are whores. Wait a second...

I think about it for a moment and disgust crosses my features. I can't believe that they are actually using that slut service we have! How disgusting!

See girls have two options in this pack. One they can hope their daddy makes good money or two, they can get a job as a whore or maid. Yup, you heard me. In this pack we breed werewolf whores. Nasty right? Hence why I am one of the only girls in this pack who doesn't whore around for money. My father is Beta, so because of that, I am allowed to be part of the Rogue Squad.

But let me tell you, I was made for this job.