Chapter 3

Alisha POV

As the taxi sped along the road, I closed my eyes and let myself relax . One thing I could easily do was grab power naps without any trouble.  I knew it would take at least at least an hour to get to the Alpha's home and the driver thank god was not a chatty person.  By the time the taxi  turned down the  final street to get there I was  feeling a little more energized.  Staring at the large homes we passed by little a tourist. This was definitely a very pricey neighborhood but I figured it would be based on the status Alpha's had. They were kinda like the mafia big bosses  with all the money and power behind them as they ruled their pack. 

   The taxi pulled up in front of a huge white mansion, there was a large metal gate stopping us from going any further at the bottom of the long driveway. I have to admit, this place was beautiful. I love the style of homes here in Spain , the archways and red tiled roofs are something I didn't see back home in the states. Not saying it wasn't as nice as Reynolds pack house was in Montana but the crisp colors here in the bright sunlight weren't even in the same category. I just love Spain.

I pay the cab driver before getting out, note to self I need to exchange more  of my money soon  and he pulls my suitcase out setting in on the drive.  With a tip of his cap he's back behind the wheel and headed back the way we came.  I hit the button on the intercom box , the response is immediate and loud. Damn someone needs to turn the volume down on this thing, this wolf hearing is something else.

"Can I help you" the voice is crisp and clear , no hint of accent noted. I know who ever is on the other end can see me very clearly with all the cameras around here. I unconsciously straighten my clothes and pat down the mess that is my hair. 

"Yes, Alisha Davis to see Alpha Perez please. He is expecting me"  My voice is a little squeaky because my throat is so dry. I must have been mouth breathing during my power nap and with my sinuses plugged up that just made it worse. I just hope someone there has coffee ready and available , maybe I can sneak a cup while I'm waiting  for the Alpha.  Needing  the caffeine at this point as well to shake off my tiredness. 

After a short pause I hear that same voice again " Someone will be down to escort you to the manor , please wait where you are" I nod my head in understanding as the intercom clicks off . Yep ,  there are cameras zoomed in on me right now or they didn't bother waiting for a response. I don't care at this point either way, I just want to get this over and done.

A golf cart come crusing down the drive towards me. The man driving it stops close to the gate before he  gets slowly  out. Walking up to the gate  he looks around the area as he moves  quicky before landing on me. He  visibly sniff the air before he turns up towards the manor and waves one hand . That must have been the all clear because  the gate begins to roll open, stopping when it was just barely open enough for me to fit through with my suitcase. He motions me to come through without a word.

The gate began to close as soon as my body was just inside and it shut faster than it opened almost catching my backside as I squeeze through. Someone is being a asshole this morning because that shit was on purpose.  I shoot a dirty look towards the manor hoping that idiot working the gate can see it. Someone needs a hard kick in his balls. The golf cart driver now  has a smirk on his face as he  loads  my suitcase on the back of the cart.

"He's thinks it's funny to do that, one of these days he's going to do it to the wrong person " His voice carries the slight  Spanish accent that I just love . I'm a sucker for accents like this and my bad mood about the gate  lessened .

"He's just lucky it didn't hit me or his voice would be a couple pitches higher" The man laughed  and I can't help but smile.  I may be tired , thirsty and in need of a shower but I do appreciate a good looking man with a sense of humor. 

"Hop in  let me take you to the Alpha." He motions to the passenger seat and I plop down on the seat  just as he hits the pedal. A quick turn has me holding on to the seat but I still bumped up against him. It was like hitting up against a wall made of muscle, but in a good way. It felt good and so for the moment I stayed leaning on him as we began the moving  up the driveway. 

"sorry" He says with a impish grin on his face and he makes no move to push me away. 

"I'm good, no problem"  I  stay right where I am, flush up against his side. Who am I to ruin his plan after all.  Beats the hell out of the people I was stuck next to on the plane. Both were men but they sure didn't look like him. This man could be a model he was that hot.

I enjoy the company of good looking men what can I say, I've never been the shy type like my sister but more outgoing when it came to having fun. Unlike her, when I was in college I partied with my friends and dated .  That was once I moved out on my own,  my parents didn't encourage us to go unless in a group.  But once I was out of the house and living in my dorm. My life was my own and I did what I wanted. 

 I would definitely go out with this hot piece of male sitting next to me. Sure I heard  about that mate stuff  from my parents just recently ,it's too little too late and I don't believe in any of that crap.    My grandparents told me I have a choice in who I want to be with . If I have a mate out there, he's going to have to be something special for me to fall for him.