Ilayda

I square my shoulders back and turn, plastering a smile on my face. “Alpha Dre, this is the ladies room. Are you lost? Is there anything I can help you find?” He gives me a smile, one that makes my insides curdle and starts walking towards me, stopping only when he is right in front of me. Just a hair away all, I have to do is flinch and I could touch him. He’s tall, at least 6 4’ as I have to crane my neck to look up at him, with long white blond hair pulled into a low ponytail. His features would render him a naturally handsome man, but the hate behind his eyes turns all of it ugly. Underneath his suit I can tell he is very well defined, a top warrior. I’m sure he has women falling over themselves to get a chance to join him in his bed.

“No thank you, I think I found what I was looking for.” He says looking down at me grasping a strand of my hair and taking a deep breath, smelling it. I supress the bile that threatens to climb up my throat. “You see, Miss… Soni? Was it? I’m in need