Undisclosed Desires

Neveah POV:

Another night and nothing, he has to be somewhere. I've been in town for over a week now and have been unable to find out a single lead on where the alpha may be or even was for that matter. Where the hell is he, I silently swore under my breath as I gathered up all my gear. Then it just hit me, I felt a presence behind me, watching me. And whatever it was wasn't human that much I did know. Call it werewolf intuition, I guess that's what happens when your raised by a hunter and you spend your entire life hunting beings that only lived in books or TV for most people.

Expertly quick as could be, my compound bow was loaded and I turned around toward where I felt it watching only to find nothing there. Come on! I yelled, I know your out there, I can sense you. Do yourself a favor and just show me your pathetic ass now!

I knew yelling at whoever is was wasn't going to do much but I was tired and in a bad mood already so I didn't really care that I was yelling at it. I only hoped it wasn't an actual person that was out there.

What a sight that would have been a crazy ass blonde girl yelling around in the middle of the night with a compound bow like a lunatic. That would have probably of gotten me a stay at a mental intuition for awhile.

I got quiet as I heard a twig snap suddenly. I slowly approached towards where I heard it making sure to check the ground for any signs that someone was there. To my surprise there was a footprint from a shoe and from the size of it, it was a mans shoe print. There was somebody freaking out here, I was right.

But whoever it was is long gone now. It could have been a wolf but in human form or it could have just been a person and I scared the shit out of them. A sharp howling broke me out of my thoughts and wherever it was coming from sound like it was close, very close and without thinking I took of running towards my car.

My father always warned me about not doing that and how bad of an idea it was to run from something like and that they like it when you run from them, it's all about the chase and then the kill, I remember him telling me, but that went out the window.

Finally reaching my car I threw my arrow in inside and got in making sure to lock all the doors and laid my head on the steering wheel. Now normally I wouldn't have reacted that way. I've never been one to run away from something, ever. No matter what it was. But deep inside of me I never liked hunting them. I was forced into it by my family, more specifically by my father. I put the keys in the ignition starting the car, putting it into drive and sped away.

As I finally arrived back to the hotel I put my arrow in my bag so nobody saw it. Looking around the parking lot there was only three other cars here besides mine. Sighing, I grabbed my bag and the key cards out of it and exited the car.

Ah, nothing says welcome home like a shitty ass hotel room, throwing my bag down next to the bed I turned the small desk light on and looked around the room to make sure nobody was in here, something I always felt the need to do. I guess it's just paranoia but I didn't care. As a hunter you constantly had to be on alert for anything that may seem off and hell, even if everything feels fine you still had to be alert for anything and pay attention to everything.

Ow, shit I cured as I tripped over my own two feet falling flat on my face on the floor. I have horror visions of me finding the alpha but then running from it, tripping and falling or spraining my ankle and then I guess I'd be pretty screwed.

Sitting back up I finally got a good look around the room and saw it was the same way I left it in.

Is this place that cheap that they didn't even have freaking maid service? There's another thing to thank my father for, putting me up in a shitty hotel that's probably used for prostitution and drugs and if the health department ever came in they would probably condim it. Ugh, I shock my head at that thought while

walking into the bathroom to start a shower turning it on the hottest setting possible.

Stepping under the hot water and letting it hit my shoulders felt heavenly. I felt all the tension in my shoulders slowly go away. After a good half-hour I got out, quickly drying myself and my hair off and threw on a white tank top and underwear and then crawled into bed. Not caring if it was unmade and messed up from the previous night because I was so beyond tired at this point and had another long day tomorrow searching for the alpha. Ugh, I sighed at the very thought of it.

Reaching over and turning off the light leaving me in a dark room with my thoughts.

My father sent me here to find the alpha and kill it. My entire family hates werewolf's, all of them. Except me, I don't hate them all. Yes, I hated the alpha but I had reasons for that. Almost two year years ago my younger sister went missing missing. She was walking home from school, I was supposed to pick her up but something came up and I couldn't get there so she said she would just walk since it was only a few blocks from home. She never made it home though. The police got involved, but it never went anywhere from there. There was nothing they could go on and the case went cold. Months went by with nothing no leads, clues as to what happened, nothing. Until about six months latter we received a video tape in the mail with no return address for it or anything. It turns out the tape was of my sister and it was of her being tortured and killed, by a werewolf although he was In human form, although he never showed his face.

We guessed the reason that he did this was because a few months prior to this me and my dad found a lead that sent us in the direction to the alpha and we found and killed four of his betas that turned out to be his family, not that we knew that. This was his revenge on us, you killed my own, I kill your own.

My sister was only just 15, her birthday was actually two months after she went missing meaning she spent her 16th birthday either being held captivate or dead. She had no clue about werewolf's or hunters, nothing. She just thought that my dad hunted the normal things like deer and birds and that he was teaching me how to hunt. She was innocent, had her whole life ahead of her, finishing high school, going to college, get married and have children but that was taken away from her because of us.

I always blamed myself for it happening thinking that just maybe if I just went and picked her up that she would still be here. I've thought that more times then I can count. My mother always making comments about it didn't help either and only made me feel worse. I knew she blamed me for it, you could see it on her with the way she looks at me. My father told me she didn't mean it , and she is just grieving. but I knew deep down she did mean it and no matter how many times he tired to tell me it wasn't my fault, it didn't matter I still blamed myself and still do. There are so many emotions that I felt and still do everyday of my life about it, hurt, anger, frustration, guilt, the list could go on and on. That's why I made myself a promise that I would track the alpha down that was responsible for her death and kill him myself, even if that meant me dying in process.

Later that night.

Neveah awoke to the annoying sound of ringing and buzzing over and over. She immediately identified it as the sound of her cell phone ringing. She opened her groggy eyes enough to see it was only 2:34 am.

Bloody hell, I reached for the phone not bothering to even see who it was before answering it. It could have been the pope calling me for all I cared, whoever it was, was going to pay for waking me up this damn early.

Whoever is calling me at two in the freaking morning better have a fucking damn good reason for doing so and waking me up and when I say a fucking damn good reason I mean something along the lines of the fucking apocalypse has started, nuclear warfare or Ian Somerhalder is standing outside my door or something else along those lines and so help you god if it's not, I snarled into the phone.

The line was silent for a moment until a familiar voice rang through.

"oops, I must have forgotten about that little time difference didn't I?". It was Aaron, the last fucking person I wanted to wake me up, let alone call me.

"Yeah Aaron, it seems you must have forgotten about that, yet somehow I think it was on purpose from your end. What did you skip that little lesson in the 3rd grade about time zones?"

He started laughing into the phone, "wow you really aren't a morning person are you, neveah? If your like this now I'd love to see you be woke up this early again but this time with you having PMS, he said and the entire time laughing.

I'm so happy that you can get a good laugh out of this I replied back, not bothering to hid the utter irritation in my voice. He was Laughing again and this time even louder.

" Your right, I did get a good laugh out of this, he replied all the while still laughing".

Now he is just pissing me off. " Are you going to stop laughing long enough to tell me why the hell you are calling me at two in the morning, let alone at all or I am just going to hang up right now and block your number from calling me."

This time he stopped laughing and spoke finally, "I'm just calling to find out if you have found the alpha yet."

I shook my head and sighed, he has got to be kidding me. But unfortunately I knew he wasn't.

Listen dumb ass, I started, don't you remember before I left to come here I told everybody that I would call them if I found anything. Leads, evidence, or clues?

Yes, he started but I quickly cut him off not wanting to hear his voice. Okay then, if you know that and I haven't called that means I haven't found anything useful and therefore I haven't

fucking called I practically screamed at him.

I stopped to let him say something finally. " You've been there for almost two weeks and you haven't found anything, nothing at all to lead us in the direction of the alpha or his pack, I couldn't help but notice the venom in his voice towards me.

Yes, that is exactly what I just said dumb ass. Good god, I seriously don't know how you made through high school and was able to graduate,

let alone be accepted into college.

I stopped talking,waiting for him to say something.

Ah, Neveah and her best weapon of choice sarcasm and being a bitch he retorted.

Please Aaron, we both know I could kick your scrawny little ass from here to Timbuktu I responded.

He started laughing again, and I for one was getting pissed off more and more as the minutes went by.

" Okay, whatever princess Neveah wants to believe, we both know that if I was the one sent there instead

of you I would not only of found the alpha by now, but killed him."

There's Aaron for you, cocky, self-centered, egotistical, self-religious, all talk but absolute no game , I'm better then everyone else and just downright asshole. I wanted to continue telling him off, but he just wasn't worth it and I for one was to tired to continue with him any longer.

" Listen jackass, your free to think whatever you want to think. Think you have a better chance of finding him then me? Then go right on ahead and think that. But just know this isn't one of your stupid video games you play, this is the real world and in the real world shit happens and people can end up dead, innocent people like my sister. This isn't some little werewolf that were going after, nothing like the ones my dad taught you to go after. This is an alpha and he probably has a pack now and if he doesn't want to be found, then guess what? He will do everything and anything he can to not be found unless he want's to be found. Now you if you actually listened to when my father was teaching you all of this then you would know all of this but since your a dumb ass and didn't listen I guess you wouldn't know. So feel free to come down here and try and find him, but guess what Aaron, you'll just end up dead. I spoke the last part slowly trying to emphasis the last part and with that I hung up the phone and threw it across the room and heard it land onto the floor with a thud, not that I cared much.

I groaned falling back onto the bed feeling a headache coming on, why does he have to piss me off this much? I just don't understand for the life of me why my dad seems to think he can be a hunter, let alone be trusted with a weapon. He alone could end up ruining this entire thing seeing as how he had acted in the past. My dad must be freaking crazy, I thought as I felt my eyes start to get heavy and with that I fell asleep within mere minutes.