Chapter 1: Hands off

I've been here before, I've seen this, heard this. Smelled this atmosphere before.

I dont find any pleasure in it other than the act of forgetting, I dont see myself doing what they do, dancing, laughing, singing, I cant do that it's not in me. I've tried, but I cant stomach the idea of being normal because I'm not.

I hold my beer close to my mouth and stop when I see the door swing open. Alpha, our president comes and sits in front of me smiling at me as if he had some secret he was keeping and it made him happy, how can they all feel that, the only feeling I have is this constant pressure on my chest that does not go away. This constant ache that makes it hard to breath, some call it pain, I call it life. Who ever told you life gets better has not lived. Life is just a big ball of pain that you get used to, that you learn to live with, that you are tought to hide. Because no one has to know what you go through, because they have there own problems.

Alpha knows about my burdens, he knows what I've been through, he knows where I've been and he knows exactly how I got out. And he doesn't judge me for it.

He took me in 6 years ago. Showed me to defend myself, helped me in a way to be ok with everything. He said that I wont feel better until I forgive myself but there is nothing to forgive I did nothing wrong I took care of us I helped us get out of there and I made sure they never came back.

I put my beer down and look at him waiting for what ever it is he has to say.

"I got you something" I raise my eye brow at him. Alpha is a very muscular man, blond hair that he wears long on the top, long enough to reach his cheekbones, he is 2 years older than me, olive tone skin he is of Italian heritage which give him that edge of cockiness. Strong jawline, and tattoos all over his body, well what I've seen of it. And God does he make them look heavenly. He has this aura this energy that can scare the shit out of anyone but around me, when it's just him and I, I see nothing of it. It's like his a totally different person.

"Ok maybe not something but some one." He says, his smile growing his eyes sparkling as he leans back on his seat. My leg starts to bounce my heart beats start to pick up. Finaly it's been 3 days sence I've had a new toy. I've been dying to have some fun. "I see you like what you hear. How about you go get your equipment and meet me at the warehouse."

I try to act cool but who am I kidding I've been wanting this since the moment I was done with the last one. I could just kiss him right now, but I wont. I get up and head over to my room, the farthest door from the bar the long hall way dark no windows only a bulb every couple of steps, my rooms big enough to fit a double bed in the center of the wall right infront of the door one wide window over it a dresser to my right and another door to its left leading to a small bathroom. The walls are gray the sheets are black and theres little accents of dark blue here and there. I grab the black duffle bag under my bed change my outfit to something a little sexy. I like to toy with my work every once in a while, I let my hair down its ginger curls bounce naturally as I make my way to my truck. The guys see me coming and move out of my way, I play with a blade in one hand and I'm sure I have an evil smirk on my face they know not to get in my way while I'm like this. They know my excitmen gets the best of me sometimes and I cant control myself.

I make it to the warehouse its located at some docks a light blue color nothing around but sea and old boats. One light hanging over the door, the first thing that catches my eyes is the amount of bikes around. Way to many to just be us. I get a bad feeling about this but I'm to excited to give it much thought I get out of my jeep tucking my knife in my boot and make my way inside my hand gripping my duffel bag making it hard to contain my exitment. I walk in and all eyes are on me. Some of the guys say hi but they know better then to expect a response. Alpha is in a corner whispering with some other guys I make my way to the table and drop my bag signaling my arrival. Alpha turns and smiles at me.

"Finaly. listen, this is Reaper his the Pres of another club he asked for some help getting a guy to talk."

I look up at him with annoyance he knows I dont like to hear about the why or the who I come in get them talking and leave that's it no questions asked.

"He is a member of there club who went Nomad a couple of months ago. They have been getting heat since and they think it's because of him." I raise my eyebrows and look over to this Reaper dude, I'm not gonna lie he looks good but I'm not gonna linger on him for to long he might get the wrong idea.

I make my way towards him and then walk around him to look at the guy they were talking about. He was blindfolded, these idiots he knows who you are already, he knows who we are I look up at Alpha and he shrugs he knows what I'm thinking I make a move to remove his blindfold but Reaper grabs my hand my body moves on it own as my leg kicks back aiming at his jaw and my healed boot collides with his face he stumbles back a little and releases my hand I stand looking at Alpha. Anger rolling out of me in waves. My number one rule 'no one touches me'.

"Ok Mesperyian, I forgot to tell them, but hey, now they know." He chuckled thinking it was funny. My hand goes to my boot to retrieve my knife but he takes a step back and turns." Alright for anyone new here I'm gonna say this once and I hope the message get across! HANDS OFF THE LADIE!! I will not be held responsible for those of you who decide that my warning was not one of importence."

I turn back to look at the man hanging from the ceiling for a second I thing his sleeping but then he smirks at what Alpha said and my curiosity rises. I glare at Reaper as I again make a move to remove the blindfold and he takes a couple steps back.

I finally remove the blindfold and I'm meet with ocean blue eyes. Empty ocean blue eyes. The eyes of a person as empty as me and that make me smile its probably not an attractive smile, its probably a creepy stalkerish tipe of smile but the guys from my crew look surprised as I make my way to my bag. For him I'm gonna need something special. I start to organize my 'equipment' while humming and it might sound sick but I'm humming hallelujah. While Alpha starts to question him.

"So Hellhound is it? I hear you have some information that is going to help my friends here keep there family's safe. Care to share?" I wait a second and nothing. I grab my pliers and make my way to him.

I sit criss cross infront of one of his legs and look up to see him looking at me he nods his head as if giving me permission and I angle my head to the side questioning his gesture then go back to what i was doing before I start getting to work i admire his muscled tattood shaved leg I want to rub my hand up and down they look so smooth, i starts to pull out his nails he let's out a muffled cry but nothing more. I do one more and nothing. I look up again and he's still looking at me he opens his mouth but what comes out surprises me.

"That all you got baby?"

I laugh a little this is gonna be fun I get up and with a skip head back to my bag.

"This is sick, this is disturbing, I dont think I'm gonna make it." A guy who im assuming is from the other club says and I look up at him and smile then go back to my bag. I pull out a surgical drill and with an excited squeal head back to him I was around trying to decide where to start and pick his left hip bone and start to drill he flinched and then started to trash a little you I could hear his muffled cry but no scream. I head back to the bag a little disappointed to search for something else.

I look over at Alpha and pull out a set of battery cables and skip back to the guy. He looks at them and smirks. I look over at Reaper silently asking why this guy didn't look faced but he made no move to answer. I step back and head over to Alpha.

"What's his name?" His eyes go wide and his mouth opens and closes. I raise my eyebrow and look at Reaper.

"His name, now" and he looks away nothing. Nobody said nothing. That does not sit well with me, they said he was from there MC why dont they know his name I walk up to the guy and place my hand on his chest then start to walk around my hand feeling him up and my eyes admiring the Ink it's a shame that I'm gonna be ruining most of them I stop at his back and I notice the amount of scars I'm guessing from being whipped they are cover by tattoos but I can see them, I can feel them, I drop to my knees and feel his thighs more scars but this are scarring from being stabbed I get back up and walk around again I angles his head up more scars, this man had been tortured before. I let his chin go and his head drops we make eye contact. And the pain in his eyes calls out to me, my heart skips a beat my breath catches and I find my self leaning in.

"What's your name?" His lip twitched but he doesn't speak. "Well I know you can talk because you were just teasing me. And you have a very nice voice may I add, very manly and smooth." Made me almost soke my panties but I'm not gonna say that out loud.

I turn and walk back to my station and grab a scalpel I inspect it. I go back to him and Sherlock drops a small step infront of me. I get up on it and I'm now face to chest with the guy.

"Well if I remember correctly Alpha called you Hellhound I would love to see why." He laughs and throws his head back I bring the scalpel up to his chest and dig it in his laughing stops. I giggle at that, I got you.

"You see you have a high tolerance to pain. But, when your body and brain find themself in danger they react like any other person would." I dig the scalpel in and he screams. I do his skin and stop to look at him there is blood making a trail down his abdomen I'm sure I got his Epidermis his Dermis and his Hipodermis in one go. Not very dip so he wont bleed out and deep enough to hurt.

"There is one thing a person like us is scared about, and that is our past, wich means theres only one thing that can give that away. Our names, mine is Allison." I lull my head to the side smiling sweetly at him "what yours?"

He moves his head close to my ear and says what I've been asking for, his name. But what he says after stops me from telling anyone else.

"Cain, but these people are lying I dont know them." He whispers only for me.

I step of and gather my things, I pull out my phone to text my sister. I need her to get some info on Cain. I grab my bag and begin to head out but one guy catches my eye. He is sitting in the back his elbows on his knees and head in his hands. He looks like his in pain like he doesn't want to be here.

"Where are you going?" Alpha ask and I shake my bag indicating I'm done.

"But you got nothing." I turn and glare at him. I go back up to Cain and put down my bag I grab my whip and walk behind him and scourge his back a couple of times while he screams. I knew the scars looked older and I didnt want to take him there but it was the only way for them to belive.

My hand cup his face. "Did you do it?" He shakes his head at me.

"Then where were you?"

"With my son." He whispers to only me.