The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

“Just come get me when I call you,” I said. We had picked an insertion point that was hidden from the complex, and there wasn’t a significant surf or undertow to deal with. I’d have to traverse the island jungle, but I was a wolf- I wasn’t worried about that. “See you soon.” I stood and gave her a hug.

“Don’t get hurt,” she said. Jose idled the boat and I tossed the bag over the starboard side before letting myself fall backwards into the water. I came back up, moving away from the boat and heading towards land as they slowly moved away. I set a steady pace with my fins, and it wasn’t long before I was poking my head up on a shallow beach.

My wolf senses didn’t pick anything up, so I took off my fins and moved into the trees. Stripping off my dive gear, I stacked it then shifted into my wolf. Finding an area of soft sand, I used my front paws to dig a hole then shifted back and put the gear in it. Covering it up with sand and branches, I made sure it would pass a cursory inspection before I turned to the gear bag.

I pulled on the clothes inside; black cargo pants, black long sleeve shirt, thin black leather gloves and a black balaclava. The hood covered my blonde hair and left only my eyes exposed. I filled my pockets with the pistols and extra magazines, then slung the rifle onto my back. The rifle was the same type we used on my old Pack grounds to hunt wild boar with, an AR-15 in . 300 Whisper with a suppressor and four-power Trijikon scope. Capable of ranges out to two hundred yards, it had plenty of power and sounded no louder than a hand clap. The last thing I grabbed was the two canteens, both black, they clipped to my belt.

I put my cellphone in my breast pocket, the earphone into my left ear. “Call Catarina,” I said and it rang. “I’m here,” I said.

“Good luck.” She hung up and I started moving through the jungle. Before sundown, I had my sniper hide built in the trees just off the runway. I didn’t move from my position, suffering silently through the growing heat as the day moved along.

The first sign of activity was a truck arriving at a control house. The netting that hid the airfield started to pull out of the way, and two men were securing it off to the side. A small twin-engine plane came into view, lining up with the runway it came in for a smooth landing. As it passed, I could see Talia and Tania in the windows.

When the aircraft revved its engines to turn around at the end of the runway, I lined up my scope and took out the two sentries. By the time it had come to a halt, I had the men hidden in the jungle. “We good?”

I smiled at Talia as she got out. “On plan,” I said as I handed her a pistol, suppressor and four magazines of hollow-point ammo.

“Good. Cover us as we go, this won’t take long. As for you, Mr. Jose Guerro, fuel the aircraft and be ready to take off when we come back. If you aren’t, your wife and children will be dead before you are,” she told him. He nodded and practically ran towards the fuel truck, clearly frightened of her.

I finished handing out the pistols, and they put on their hoods to disguise their features. “Like we planned,” Talia said. “Erica and I will go after the security center and the barracks, Bobby and Tania will go to the guest villas and the slave quarters. No mercy. Get the girls and send them to the dock.”

“Thank you,” Tania said. “Let’s get the girls.”

They moved off towards the complex as I moved to a position I could cover them from. “Everyone in position,” Talia sent over the family bond.

“Ready,” Tania said.

“Ready,” I said.

“Three, two, one, GO GO GO!” The two hybrids were a blur, the sounds of their gunshots like an automatic weapon.

The battle was on.

Tania’s POV

Sex Island

Bobby was running fast towards the guest villas while I went for the building where I had been kept. I could hear the gunshots, little coughs from Talia and Erica’s silenced weapons, then answering bangs from the defenders. My wolf was forward, my senses heightened as I reached the door and put my shoulder into it.

The door blasted open and I was through, rolling onto the floor as I swept the room with my pistol. I saw a guard raising a pistol, and my shots were faster and more accurate than his. The first 9mm hollowpoint hit him in the chest, the second into his face. He dropped to the floor like a switch had been turned off.

I could hear a commotion in Spanish and English start up in the cage room, but I didn’t go there first. Turning left, I went down the hall to the offices where the “trainers” worked. Kicking open the first door, I didn’t see anything, but I could smell the fear. Moving into the room, I looked under the desk where Master Jake was hiding. He liked to hear us scream, so I shot him in the throat. He brought his hands up, the blood pushing out through his fingers, and I left. He would die alone and on his knees.

I found one other trainer in the dungeon; Master Paco was a dangerous man, a true sadist who enjoyed punishing slaves who misbehaved. As I kicked in the door, he moved behind a young girl, her dark hair covering her face, her naked body beaten and bruised as she hung from a chain to the ceiling. “Don’t,” he said as I raised my pistol.

He was holding a knife to her throat. “Put the gun down or she’s dead,” he said.

She was half out of it, smelling of fear and urine, and she was maybe ten years old. “Just relax,” I said. “Don’t hurt her.”

“Drop the gun NOW,” he said. I let it fall to the floor, then kicked it towards him when he told me to.

“Guys I have a hostage situation here, I’m in a room on the north end of the worker’s dorm,” I sent.

“Stall for time, I’ll be there soon,” Bobby replied.

Paco smiled as he told me to put my hands on my head and kneel down. “Do you know who is behind this? How stupid are you to take on the Cartel?”

I didn’t say anything, I needed to stall for time. He picked up my pistol. “How did you get here?”

“Your transport plane,” I replied. “He’s waiting for us.”

He went over to the wall, removing a pair of handcuffs. “Move and you’re dead,” he said. I didn’t do anything as he put a cuff over my right hand. “Hands behind your back, put the cuff on your left hand,” he said. I complied, the cuffs clicking closed. He checked both were tight before he pulled me up to my feet again. “Let’s see who you are,” he said as he pulled my balaclava off. “Tania! Wow, long time no see bitch. I was sad when you got cut up and cut loose, you were my favorite ass to fuck,” he said. “Now, you and I are going to walk out of here and onto that plane. Don’t get cute, because you’ll die before I do.”

“Whatever you say,” I replied. We walked back into the hallway slowly, he was holding me in front of him. “He’s bringing me out, we’ll be coming out the front door and heading towards the plane,” I sent.

“Not there yet, keep stalling,” Talia said.

“Tell them not to shoot,” he said as we approached the broken door. His left hand was gripping my shirt while his right was holding my pistol to the back of my head.

“DON’T SHOOT WE’RE COMING OUT,” I yelled, but I sure as hell hoped they did.

Bobby’s POV

The villas used by these sad excuses for men were along a curving beach. Luxury appointments including a big bed, bondage gear and all-you-can-fuck underage girls. It was the middle of the afternoon, and most were avoiding the heat in the air-conditioned comforts.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Except one man. Sitting in the shade, a fruity drink in his hand as a young girl with her hands bound behind her chest leaned forward over his lap. He looked up at me just before the 9mm projectile split his eyes and sprayed his brains onto the sand. The girl looked up, seeing him then me. “Don’t say anything, we’re here to rescue you,” I said before I ran to the first cabin.

The villas were well-insulated and set a good twenty yards apart. Busting in the door, the open floor plan giving no place to hide, I located and killed the males and left the females behind. It took me about thirty seconds each, too long for comfort, but no alarm had been raised for them. I was about halfway down the line when I got the send. “Guys I have a hostage situation here, I’m in a room on the north end of the worker’s dorm,” Tania sent.

My wolf was furious, but we had to take out the targets quickly or the girls would get hurt. “Stall for time, I’ll be there soon,” I said as I ran to the next villa. This man had a girl tied spread-eagle on her stomach as he whipped her raw. He turned towards me as the door opened, dropping the whip in shock. I double-tapped him, one to his fat stomach and one to his chest. He fell backwards, and I ran out to the next one.

The next guy was alone and asleep and had a bullet through his head before he could look. The next guy was in the shower, fucking a girl bent over in front of him. I shot through the glass, the blood spraying the wall as the girl screamed. “Get dressed,” I told her before I left again.

“He’s bringing me out, we’ll be coming out the front door and heading towards the plane,” my mate sent. My wolf was howling, but I had two more to go. Talia answered, and as I went through the next door, I thanked Luna her sister was along. This guy had two girls in bed, sleeping on each side. I shot him through the forehead and left again.

The last one was empty.

I ran back towards the dormitory, using all my speed to push through the jungle trails. I burst into the sun just as I heard a high-pitched scream, then a single shot rang out to quiet it.

I turned the corner just as the body hit the ground.