Semua Bab Alpha's Dirty Secrets: Bab 801 - Bab 810

(Friday)"I have today off," Odette murmured to me as I cut off the alarm. That had to have been the issue she'd been holding back on last night."I have to work - being the first week of my three month internship and all," I sighed."Are you sure I can't convince you to be late?" she gave me a sultry look.She compounded that offer by stretching out, her knees in place so that her butt rose and wiggled suggestively. Last night I had introduced Odette to a form of doggy-style that didn't involve the man trying to drive her skull through the headboard. We had a long, dual-participant, sensual melding of bodies, control passing back and forth until the need for sleep became something she despised even as it took her."Not fair," I groaned into my pillow. When I looked out, she was still giving me that sexually hungry look and wiggling that ass. Why do I even pretend that I can have a normal sex life? I found myself arriving late and changing in the elevator on the way to the Executive S

"Let's go inside," I offered. Keeping upbeat was key; a crying woman on my stoop would suck. As we entered the apartment and I was putting my bike aside, Odette made for the bedroom."Odette, we need to get something straight," I called out. She didn't stop. "I have a date with another women tonight." That did the trick."Did I do something wrong?" she gulped as she turned around and stared at me."What?" I feigned surprise. I've been here before. "No! Why would you think that? Odette, you are wonderful." I walked to her and she came into my arms. Pig. Dog. Take your pick."Why are you dumping me then?" Odette looked up, tears in her eyes."I thought you would be dumping me," I reversed things. "I'm the one not ready for commitment. I am afraid you have been far better for me than I've been for you.""I don't want to let you go," she pleaded as her hug tightened."Wait. Odette, think about this. You deserve a guy who wants you and only you. I'm not that guy. I'm a serial dater. I can'

Our path led to a massive indoor archery range. It had twenty lanes. Each lane was clearly marked out to 150 meters plus there was approximately 20 meters of back space where the observers and archers waiting their turn congregated. I recognized plenty of the women present. There were also three men - the other male new hires. The rest of us had made it through Week One.The guys were all dressed in suits. Ah, some of the previous conversation made more sense. I had on a tight white t-shirt, comfortable jeans and docker shoes (essentially canvas tennis shoes). The women dressed in a similar style though not identically. Tight vests, bound breasts, short skirts and short boots. I quickly made out Katrina's clan. I had to slip past Fabiola's pack to get there.Katrina was on the firing line. My attention was drawn to the archer next to her. It was Aya and she was having a rough time of it. Her Mom, Caitlyn, was calmly trying to instruct her yet each word out of her mouth seemed to make

"What makes you think you can get away with this?" Hayden remained polite."It was an accident resulting in no serious harm to a male," Leona smiled. "I'll write Katrina an apology letter.""You defied me - personally," Hayden coolly pointed out. Something filtered through my mind. Katrina wasn't coming to my defense like she'd done Tuesday.There was one reason for that and Katrina had exhibited that to me time and time again."There are three penalties for this crime," Hayden droned on. "You are safe in the belief that I will not take your life. You are too valuable. I can still take your right arm, or both your eyes, as you are clearly too careless with your weapons.""Never," Leona spat angrily. "I have not threatened to reveal our secrets, plotted against you, or slain a sister. Those are the only crimes that require that." Hayden contemplated her retort."Bitch [technically I called her the mating of a dog and a pig], your defense is that you are ignorant, or an idiot being used

"No," Leona snapped. I barely saw Hayden's reaction. She took a step forward, her blade flashed out and she slit Leona's throat with one fluid move.The blonde's hands flew to her throat but it was too late. Blood splashed everywhere. She staggered for a moment then flopped to the ground, kicking out the last seconds of her life. It was easy to hear their horrific words and forget they were a homicidal cult. Hayden's reaction was similar to the emotion I showed when at the supermarket and realized milk had gone up two cents a gallon.Essentially displeased yet accepting it was bound to happen eventually and definitely going to forget about it by the time I got the bags to the car. That is how the Amazon High Priestess ended the life of someone her culture actually valued - my bet it was because she was a breeding female."Ursula, step forward," Hayden commanded."Why? What have I done?" Ursula gulped as she came forward."Someone has to answer for Leona's crimes since she is no longer