Chapter 2: Alpha Azure

Alec POV

"So we have a deal?" Violet West asked, holding her long slender hand out for me to shake. 

"You will return my man and excuse his crimes against your pack in exchange for 2.5 Million. Correct?" She asked, her purple hues narrowed on me in what  I am sure was meant to be an intimidating glare. 

But I understood her better than she would like; I knew she was scared of me; everyone was! I could smell the fear seeping through her pores; just like I knew, those eyes she had glued on me were not purple but, in fact, blue - Contacts! It was all part of her tough bitch persona! Well, she can play dress up as the queen of the underworld if she likes! It makes no difference to me! A deal was a deal - her lover for 2.5 million!

Standing, I nodded, buttoning up my black Armani suit and brushing off imaginary filth from the expensive fabric. Looking at her outstretched hand in contempt, having no intention of touching it. Violet picked up on my disgust and dropped her hand to her side with a heavy frown that made her look older than I knew she was.

"It's always a pleasure, Mr Azure." She scoffed sarcastically. "When will my man be returned to me?" She asked, no longer hiding the irritation from her tone.

"Once we have the money." My beta and twin brother retorted, stepping forward to hand her a card that I knew contained our details and how she was to make the payment. Leaving them to work through the finalities of our deal, I walked over to the balcony of the VIP section and looked down at the nightclub. She had a good thing going here. The neon lights lit up the dancefloor, and diamond-like rain shimmered from the ceiling in the form of glitter. 

 I watched with distaste as young women flaunted their bodies in skimpy clothing, teasing the cocks of men and beasts alike. The place reeked of sex, cheap perfume and sweet alcohol. Absent-mindedly, I focused on Violet's conversation with my brother Hugo. She wanted proof of life before she sent the money over. 

Who was she kidding, given how packed this place was 2.5 Mill was nothing to this bitch. And I would say a pretty shitty amount to offer in exchange for the life of a loved one! 

"He is a screamer; did you know that?" I asked, looking over my shoulder at Violet; my eyes tightened on her, accessing her quickly for a weakness should this get messy. Turning fully, I leaned against the railing; my fingers caressed the cool metal as I watched her process my words. 

"He cried like a baby when I removed his fingernails!" I admitted, Hugo laughed beside me, calling him a pussy which was true but unnecessary; we knew she knew it to be true. She wouldn't be so desperate to get him back if she weren't worried about the secrets he would spill when push came to shove, for Violet here that seemingly came before the fear of losing her beloved lover.

"He screamed when I removed his fangs, and I dare say he will scream again if you don't pay that money! Because I will be peeling back his skin slowly, starting at his feet, I will work my way up to his scalp." I declared truthfully, locking my eyes on Violet. Grinning, noticing her squirm a little, I ignored her discomfort and continued. 

"Am I right in saying Vampires do heal?" I questioned; she nodded; apparently, she had lost her voice, so yet again, I continued.

"Well, when I am done, and he is nicely healed I will do it again, and again and again and each time, I will have his bloodied skin dropped off on your doorstep... You will know when I have become bored because I will stop dropping them, and instead I will drop off his beaten and broken body piece by fucking piece!"

"Mr Azure!" Violet interrupted me, snarling. I held my hand up for silence, and she obeyed, knowing better than to push me.

"So either pay up or pray that tomorrow you receive his meat suit and not his head!" I declared calmly, turning my attention back to the nightclub.

My eyes narrowed on a figure making its way through the dancefloor, pushing her way through the sea of bodies, both human and beast alike. 

It couldn't be! 

"Aurora?" I whispered, feeling those behind me fall quiet. My fingers gripped the metal as I watched her, the way she moved, the way she held herself.. It was her! My aurora! 

"Stay with Violet, make sure she makes payment if not- kill him!" I snapped, walking from the balcony; the security opened the VIP cord for me respectfully, watching as I brushed by them, taking the stairs two at a time. I needed to get a better look; I needed to be closer. 

Reaching the edge of the dance floor, I smirked, seeing the female bring a guy to his knees; I could smell her from here; it was indeed Aurora! My ex-wife! She hadn't changed; she was just as feisty, fierce and damn fuckable as she was all those years ago. I watched with intrigue as her friend pulled her away, chewing her out for hurting a guy. 

"Hardly; she was just taking out the trash!" Wrath, my wolf added, as he too, watched her with amusement. He had missed her! Despite everything that had happened, he still loved her and had never gotten over her! 

As she moved across the packed room, pushing her way through the sardine tin of bodies, I took my chance and stepped in beside her. The second I closed the gap between us, I inhaled her familiar scent of strawberries and lime! My body felt soothed and alive for the first time in years. My fingers hovered close to her neck as I brushed her hair from her lobe to whisper into her ear. 

"I see nothing has changed, Aurora!"

I wondered what her next move would be; the thing with Aurora was that you never were able to predict her moods or responses. She was utterly unique and breathtakingly perfect. She just never believed it! 

Or maybe I should have told her more often. 

Disappearing effortlessly into the crowd, I found a spot in a darkened alcove and watched her spin around, looking for me. I was no fool; I knew she had waited just long enough to let me slip away before turning; Panic filled her pretty features; her blue eyes turned almost grey, and her dark honeyed hair seemed to stick to her neck as she froze, like me, she was not ready to meet face-to-face just yet! 

But soon... Soon she would kneel before me and accept whatever punishment I bestowed upon her for her crimes against me and my pack!

For killing my parents, harming my mate, trying to kill my brother, dishonouring, and leaving ME!

Yes... she would pay! And I would see to it that she never left me or my bed again!