Silvers Alpha

Get up close and personal with the Silver Wolf Pack. Strong, sexy, and protective shifters, the wolves will protect one of their own to the death.

Lucky is a police officer with the Paranormal Task Force, as a defender of the innocent and vulnerable, she never thought she would have to deal with a stalker. A chance encounter in a night club results in a somewhat unconventional, albeit hot introduction to Ben, the Alpha of the wolf pack.

When her stalker threatens Lucky and her children, they are protected by the wolf pack. Kidnapped while working undercover, she finally meets her stalker and comes face to face with someone very familiar to her.

The goddesses intervene to help. But can Ben find her in time? What do the goddesses want with the Silver Wolf Pack? Why have they sent Mitch one of their warriors to live on earth, even he doesn’t k now the answer to that?

The first book in the Silver Series offers a combination of, love, sex, passion and excitement. Follow the lives, the loves and the trials of humans living openly with other species.



For the first 6 weeks of the blogg i will post a chapter from Silvers Alpha.


Chapter 1

How had this happened, he was leaving the restaurant and woke up here, he knew he was close to dying but not close enough. He had only seen the inside of this room since waking up and still didn’t have any idea where he was, what he did know filled him with fear, he knew he couldn’t escape, he had tried everything and was too tired to keep trying. He knew his wife would be worried, he thought constantly about his beautiful wife. He looked around the darkened room, his movement restricted by the shackles holding him on the large wooden table. He hurt everywhere, his lip was swollen and one of his eyes felt almost swollen shut, he wished both eyes were swollen shut. He heard a noise coming down the stairs, he knew he was in some sort of a basement, there were no windows and he couldn’t hear anything outside of this room.

As she pulled into the driveway, the house looked ominous; the eerie feeling was magnified by the darkness of night. The winding driveway and huge fir trees prevented it from being seen from the road. Finding a house like this in bustling New York City was not easy, set 30 miles from any other property served the unusual needs of the owner well. This place could only be found by invitation or not as is the case for some of the inhabitants. The outside of house was painted a dark grey, the inside was spread over 3 floors with 9 rooms on the ground floor for entertaining, a further 12 rooms and 3 bath rooms on the second floor. The entertaining rooms were all tastefully decorated. The burgundy walls stood out against the black curtains as well as the equally dark furniture spread through each room, some of the more unusual equipment was custom made and had increased her profit’s which always pleased her. When she brought the house, she separated it into two sections, with one section housing her lucrative business, and another smaller section provided a living area for her personal use when she visited her investments.

The basement housed the other floor, which she had turned into a private room for her own special entertaining. The room was currently illuminated by thick black candles on large wooden stands, with no windows it was completely private, the high ceilings left shadows moving along the walls, which contained various runes painted in a thick red substance, the room always seemed to vibrate with a heavy ominous presence.

He heard her enter before he saw her. Already he could feel the panic set his chest when he heard the anger in her tone!

‘That bitch, how dare she? Who does she think she is taking what is mine? It’s time to teach her a lesson.’

Oh god she was angry, in his head he cited the Lord’s Prayer, and then prayed for forgiveness when he yet again he wished he was dead already.

Staring at herself in the mirror she looked at her long hair which was rapidly turning grey, also noting with annoyance, the slight drop of her eyebrows, thankfully her breasts were still ripe and firm, she stroked them through the lace of her black top; even without a bra they still looked good. Out of the corner of the mirror she could see Alex watching her, his eyes had a dark hooded expression, moving her gaze down she continued to stroke her breasts and noted his obvious arousal, made more obvious by his always naked state. It pleased her to see that Alex was ready for her, but he would have to wait or face the consequences, he had learnt to move to her beat after many years in her service. Striding across the room she continued the tirade.

‘By now she should be out of the picture and it should all be mine, everything she has should be mine. I deserve it; I have paid well for it. Someone will pay; she will get the message…. However in the meantime my beauty’ she purred as she stroked the cheek of the play thing currently strapped down in the middle of the room, ‘ I think it’s time for a little fun’

‘Please no, I beg you, anything I promise anything’ she watched the fear on his face which heightened her own arousal.

She watched the man strapped to the table which left his arms and legs spread, the chains restricting him, there was no room for any movement and no matter how hard he tried she knew there was no give.

His heart beat increased at the sight of her, when SHE wasn’t here her minions came to check on him but no matter how hard he pleaded for them to let him go, they just ignored him. But when she was here things got a whole lot worse,

‘Now now don’t beg mmmmm actually do beg it so turns me on. Now be a good boy and open up’
He refused, he knew what would happen next, and he didn’t want to let that happen again, he couldn’t let that happen again. She nodded and Alex came over, the man was a brute as he pried his mouth open forcing in 2 tablets by yanking his head back. Alex poured the water in, forcing him to swallow the water and therefore the tablets. All the while he knew she would be touching herself as she always did, this time he would not show them fear, he was determined not. With all the will he had left he held back the tears, he bit his tongue to keep from panicking.

‘Hit him Alex’ she whispered. He braced himself but it didn’t help, bang came the first blow, then the second and third. She was stood in front of him so he saw her slide her hands up the tight leather skirt, he saw her touch herself intimately. He tried to turn away but she grabbed his head forcing him to watch, he tried to look past her, tried to make his eyes look dead, he had realized the fear is what she wanted to see, it aroused her. Alex turned towards her and she slapped him. By now he knew that Alex would find that arousing, he closed his eyes he didn’t need to see this played out, he had seen this too many times, he knew Alex loved her, he didn’t know why but he had seen the way he looked at her, he knew he would stroke her arms, pull her breasts out of her top, bite each nipple in turn as she pulled hard on his head, he would  drop to his knees and slide his hands up her thighs to join her hands where she continued to touch herself before,

‘My queen can I taste you?’ Alex was desperate for her, he always was, it sickened him.

He knew as she smiled that she was waiting to see the response she wanted from him, and as he felt his penis responding to the tablets, he knew he was next in line and knew that as always Alex would watch, but unlike Alex he felt his stomach knot in fear of her attention, maybe this time they would just kill him. It seemed that someone was listening to him, as she looked at him she frowned at his face, the lack of fear upset her, as he saw her looking at him he realised he was too tired to be scared anymore,

‘I am bored of him’ and he watched as Alex came towards him with the knife, he slid the knife over his throat, the pain was only fleeting, the bliss of death awaited him, he said goodbye to his wife, he apologized for leaving her alone as he felt the blood drip down, his life force slowly ebbing away, he wouldn’t let them be the last thing he saw, he pictured his beautiful Emily, their first date, their wedding day, the day they moved into their first house and mercifully he stopped feeling anything.

As she watched him stop breathing and die, her excitement rocketed but unfortunately her appetite had not been stated ‘Alex I need a new toy, bring down the girl from room 3’.

Chapter 2

"Jesus Lucky GET DOWN"

As she ducked, Lucky narrowly missed being hit by the warlock who seemed generally harmless until he started throwing lightning bolts at them. God damn it! How had this gone from paying for a fake psychic reading to almost being incinerated?

For the last year Lucky had been part of the Paranormal Task Force or PTF for short, everyone had to have a good acronym. After joining the police force at the age of 20, she had gained a good reputation with a pretty fantastic clear up rate. However for the first 15 of her 16 years on the force Lucky had kept her ability to read people's emotions from most of her colleagues, her then boss however had known that she was an empath. He had served on the force with her dad so had known Lucky from a young age. He had kept her secret for a long time for which she would be eternally grateful.

Even after the other species became an open part of society Lucky had still kept her secret from her fellow officers, although in the last few years she had in fact discovered another gist in her somehow unusual genetic makeup, Lucky was somehow immune to most forms of magic. So far all types of magic had been unable to penetrate her against her will, if on the other hand she chose to she could let the magic in. This along with her other special skills made her an asset in the PTF.

 Aside from these obvious assets, Lucky was dam strong, she was trained in several martial arts including self-defence, she could bench press more than most human men and could also take a beating better than most humans (well ok she healed quicker so didn't look as bruised and battered for as long, but the beatings still hurt like hell).

Her life changed dramatically when she was asked to join the PTF, a significant pay rise and flexible hours were added incentives, along with the ability to openly use her gifts instead of hiding from the world. The pay rise was the initial reason she had taken the job, she would have been stupid not to be intimidated at the thought of working with Vampires and shifters. But at the time Lucky who had separated from her husband 3 years previously had been finding it difficult financially. She knew Phil did his best to help when he could but it hadn't been easy. It wasn't a surprise that she and Phil had become closer since they separated, part of the reason they divorced was the lack of excitement between them, the mundane life they lived, she wanted more, she just wasn't quite sure what that "more" was.

Although Lucky was the only human on the PTF and there were some problems with a certain colleague who was an ass, she really enjoyed her new job and for the first time she had no need to cover up her talents. She was partnered with Darius who was a pretty good partner, considering he was a Vampire. They actually made a good team, his superior strength, fast moves and his knowledge that could only come from being over 800 hundred years old came in really helpful. In fact the only downside was his amazing hair, the shoulder length blonde locks, fantastic bone structure giving him model like features, his large green eyes and those prominent hard muscles, which put together made Lucky feel plain and dowdy in comparison.

Darius was extremely impressive but there had never been any kind of sexual spark between them. It also galled Lucky that someone 800 years older than her 34 years could still look younger than she did, which was without a doubt so screwy.

Her work was however a high risk job, to protect them their headquarters were listed as an accountancy firm. Wanda, their resident witch, provided Lucky with a potion to induce a glamour when at work, she took this when she arrived and took the antidote when she left ensuring she was not recognised as part of the PTF, at work she was known as officer Luciano which was close enough to her first name to remember and gave her added security when off shift.

This morning Bastian, her boss and warlock, had sent them out to gather enough evidence to arrest the warlock going by the name of Merlin (what a cliché), he was suspected of obtaining property by deception from vulnerable humans. The reports indicated that Merlin started a psychic reading which customers remembered as being very good, but were later unable to recall the details. In addition to this fantastic reading they also left his shop with a few less valuable items, such as watches, cash, earrings, cars, the customers didn't even realise they had lost anything.

In fact the reports were prompted by family and friends. Lucky's gifts made her the perfect customer, Merlin would recognise someone from another species, but as she was human he wouldn't see any risks with her, she was certain the nice large diamond on her finger and the locket round her neck would interest him.

The plan was supposed to be simple, pay for a reading, wait for him to start whatever mumbo jumbo he was doing, record it all on the microphone in her watch and then Darius would show up and they could arrest him. So simple, Not! After the reading started, she listened as he chanted a spell that would render the recipient open to his will and leave them with memory loss. Everything was going well, she had enough evidence to end it, Darius came in at the right time but when he entered Merlin got a little pissed and started shooting lightning at them. They didn't even know he had the capacity to do that.

"DARIUS MOVE" Lucky bellowed in time for Darius to move to the left, missing the glass that shattered from the lightning bolt. However he did spin close enough to the warlock to reach out with a right hook, which floored the warlock immediately. The small back room was now a mess with the small round table and crystal ball all over the floor as well as the various boxes and books.

"Jesus Lucky, how did you know he was going for the window?" Darius was flicking dust off of his black jacket and hair,

"I felt him change from feeling panicky to smug and sly; I saw him look to the window and knew what he was planning. I just wasn't close enough to stop him"

Darius knelt down and handcuffed the Warlock, when he returned to the world of consciousness, Darius dragged him to his feet and they headed to the station. All of their work cars had a coating to prevent those in the back from seeing out; when they entered the vicinity of the station they sent the screen up between the front seat and passenger seat so the people coming into the station could not see the building as they pulled into the underground car park. The PTF had their own building and the cells were impenetrable or they had been so far, the cells prevented any magic or shifting, they were steel cells coated in silver and the bars were reinforced and regularly blessed by the local priest. Merlin wasn't going anywhere soon.

As Lucky brought the car around the door Darius waited until she pulled up before he came out with Merlin. It was a myth that Vampires turned to dust in the sun, they didn't, but any exposure to the sun on bare skin resulted in some serious burns, older vampires had a higher immunity to the sun but it still painful, so during the daylight hours, Darius made sure he was well covered and always wore a baseball cap.

When they were near the station Lucky turned to look at Merlin as she started to send the screen up, he had started laughing almost hysterically which was bizarre; looking at her he stopped, he was an odd looking man, he was short and squat, with his receding hair that he combed to try and unsuccessfully cover his bald spot and flowing blue robe, Lucky wasn't sure how he had any customer's,

"You stopped your reading too soon; don't you want to know the secrets of your future officer?"

"From a con man like you, I don't think so" Lucky was in no rush to know the future and preferred to let the future come to her. But Merlin wasn't listening to her,

"Oh I think you should know that your time is coming, (he had started laughing again) you will be dealing with a force greater than you have ever seen and you will gain in order to loose, yours is to suffer, for without the sacrifice there is no end"

She frowned at him, "what crap are you spouting? I can give you a reading that is more likely to come true… mmmm….. here we go; I can sense a loss in your fortunes, what was once lucrative is no longer. A force is going to remove you from what is normal to an environment controlled by someone else"

Lucky knew that other officers were combing Merlin's shop for stolen goods; so far the deception was estimated to be over $25000 which would in likelihood lead to a short but harsh prison sentence.

Arriving at the station Darius booked him in while Lucky headed to the office to start the paperwork, Merlin decided to carry on his little reading into her life,

"Goodbye officer Luciano, soon to be ex officer Luciano". That was why they used the glamour and fake name, so assholes like Merlin didn't know who she really was.

Lucky stopped mid stride and although she did not turn towards Merlin she was stupidly listening,

"Ah that got your attention, well let me tell you something, quite soon you are going to come up against someone that is stronger than you and will turn your world upside down, they will bring you to your knees and affect you forever more"

With a sigh Lucky carried on walking, only 2 hours left till the end of shift. Lucky picked up her mail as she entered the office, the office was state of the art, with a bank of computers at the front where Josie ran the show, and from there Josie could do almost anything. Josie was also human but didn't take active duty; in effect she was office bound, which is where her talents required her to be. The rest of the office had an open plan feel, with 12 desks, they rotated their duties; there were 24 in the team and 12 on at any one time. Bastian the boss mixed his hours but was also on 24 hour call out. Darius covered for him when required.

She saw George when she entered the office, bracing herself for the onslaught she knew would be coming,

 "well if it isn't unlucky, Lucky. Where's Darius, don't tell me he left you alone? What happened did you screw up or does he think you are a big girl and allowed to walk the building on your own, be careful you might stub a toe?"

Why did George have to been on this side of the team, oh yeah she remembered, he had friends in high places? He might be a fox shifter but he was an ass and a jerk and could not help himself, she walked away as she always did but unfortunately Darius chose his moment to arrive, he didn't respond well to Georges taunts,

'screw you George, if I had a choice I would trust Lucky before you any day. Oh and a word of advice, just cos you can't see me doesn't mean I am not there and won't kick your ass'

Although Lucky hated George she found it relatively easy to ignore him, he constantly kissed Bastian's ass, but rather than making him more popular Bastian overlooked George and he blamed her for it. George was a fox shifter, and this in turn made him sly and basically a dick, although it was only her he chose to taunt. Lucky was pretty certain he had an uncle high up who got him the job. She certainly couldn't think of any other reason he was part of the PTF.

"George, do yourself a favour and get laid this weekend, it might help you feel more…. No just that's it might help you FEEL MORE",

Lucky's little comeback raised a few discreet twitters, before the light and soul of the party arrived,

"Yo people of the PTF, I think we should go check the clubs for illegal activities it is after all Friday night and nearly knocking off time." In rolled Mitch.

Mitch was an ancient warrior for the gods and part of PTF, he had super human strength and super human looks. His hair had no particular colour and cascaded down his back, he was all brawn and women swooned whenever he walked past. God warriors looked strong and mean, not that she had seen many, they were reported to be picked by the gods and then sent to do their bidding although they normally remained up stairs with the Gods or Goddesses. For some reason the PTF was 'said bidding” for Mitch, he was tight lipped about the whys, but he was in party mode most of the time and always fun to be around.

"What you mean is let's go get wrecked, I can't think of anything better right now" smiled my partner.


Darius was a very social vampire and between him and Mitch they were constantly trying to get Lucky to go drinking with them, which she rarely did, she was pretty certain they would get her into trouble. In fact Darius was quite well known in this area and was reportedly friends with the Silver pack who ran a fair few of the bars within New York City and had recently opened up a night club. She hadn't met any of them yet, mainly because they seemed to stay on the right side of the law.

As a vampire Darius' diet was predominantly blood, he could take food but it was mostly for show. It was illegal to take blood from a human against their will and in public, so most shops and bars now sold blood by the bottle organised by blood type, the rarer the type the more expensive it was. Giving blood had become a lucrative business. Charmed bracelets and necklaces were now sold in most shops, to protect the vulnerable from being mesmerised by the unruly Vampires. The law recognised the power differences between humans and other species, it also been found that a human can quickly become addicted to the high from having a vampire bite them and help groups had been set up to help break the cycle of addiction. The laws and punishments were different for different species although where appropriate they still tried to maintain many traditional practices of the species.

Lucky was not aware of any occasion where Darius took blood from a person, although she knew lots of vampires did so during sex. A vampire was able to get drunk if alcohol was mixed with the blood and she had on occasions seen Darius pretty wasted, but they needed more alcohol than humans do to feel drunk, this also makes sense considering most vampires are pretty old and would have built a tolerance over the years.

"I will party if Lucky will, what do you say partner?" Darius was smiling at her,

"sorry guys, I have a night out planned with the girls" Lucky was checking her emails while opening her post so was somewhat distracted.

"Is Mary going to be there, if so I might have to join you" Mary was Lucky's friend who was still terrified of all the other species, but Darius flirted outrageously with her.

Lucky laughed 'she may have a soft spot for you Darius but Mary is also terrified of "other species' and you know it."

Lucky was going through her mail, she picked up a large envelope. As she went to slide her thumb under the crease, Darius grabbed it from her and proceeded to sniff it,

'seriously D have you got some weird thing with envelopes that we should know about. I mean I know you blood suckers have some strange fetishes but envelopes?" Mitch was laughing but clearly as confused as Lucky, especially when Darius started inspecting the envelope

Bastian came out from his office, at 6"2 Bastian was just elegance, he was tall and willowy, with long blond hair, many people mistook him for being female from the back, but when he turned around they could not recollect why, he was definitely all male. He was very strong physically but also very clever and old, very old and also one of the strongest warlocks in New York City. As leader of PTF he took his job very seriously, today he was wearing a navy blue 3 piece suit (one of what must be large collection of suits) and had his hair held back with a leather tie.

"Good job tonight folks, one warlock processed, 2 vampires and a harpy, why are you all still here, I expected to be in a ghost town as is usual on Friday nights?" he stopped when he saw Darius

"Darius is there a problem? What's with the envelope?"

Darius seemed distracted as he answered,

"Blood" looking at the blank expressions "it's for Lucky and I can smell blood"

Bastian took the envelope and after he examined it he opened it,

"Hello did any of you notice the name on the envelope and did any of you hear that it is an offence to open someone else's mail?"

The envelope contained a single piece of paper. Peering over his shoulder Lucky read it, what the hell?

'HOW DARE YOU, BITCH, YOU TAKE FROM ME AND I WILL DESTROY YOU. YOU HAD EVERYTHING AND LOST IT SO NOW IT's MINE. IF YOU KEEP GETTING IN MY WAY I WILL REMOVE YOU FROM LIFE'

"What the hell is that?" Darius knew as she did that it was the words that were written in blood.

Lucky listened as everyone made suggestions about what to do, surprisingly, the men felt Lucky should stay with one of them tonight, except for George who was unusually quiet. Wanda was the only other female aside from Josie in the PTF and although she was office based, people normally listened to her.

 As the resident witch Wanda spent her time decoding both legal and illegal magic. Wanda thought that Lucky could protect herself better than most females, all girls stick together. Lucky did not think it would be helpful to remind them she was going out tonight so instead snuck out and drove home. It seemed stupid but no-one outside of the office knew her identity so the risks were minimal. 

Within a minute of leaving the station, her mobile started ringing incessantly

"Hey Darius, I am fine and nearly home" (okay maybe a slight exaggeration)

"Lucky, this is Bastian, I want to know why the hell you left before we had decided on a course of action, as your superior I am pretty pissed. Any ideas on who could have sent this, any personal problems, work problems? You need to turn around and get your ass back here we can sort this out".

Why did men tend to get all over protective, it must be the testosterone

"thanks for the advice boss but as of 20 minutes ago I am off duty and have plans tonight so I can't really turn around, I will spend the night around lots of people if that makes you feel any better"

"Lucky this is serious" Bastian's tone now held a level of authority that he didn't use often, it did give her pause but not for long,

"I get that, however I am now running late and as scary as you are, the ladies I am meeting scare me more. As to who, I have no idea, I piss a lot of people off, but no-one has made any threats so who knows, to be fair you know its par of the course with this job. Whoever it is will still be pissed off next week"

'shit Lucky, would you turn round if I ordered you to?" Even Lucky could hear the hoots in the background, clearly Bastian was still in the main office where everyone could hear, he sighed,

"Fine, I will have people do regular drives past your house, I recommend you stay in tonight"

"sorry, hello, hello, Bastian, Sorry I can't hear you" Lucky smiled as she hung up.

She needed to have a few drinks, relax with the ladies and enjoy the rest of her weekend, although that was not likely to happen when she was sat in traffic due to a car accident, which was probably caused by some asshole, who did not have plans to go out. As she crawled through the city to reach her home, she looked around her. God she loved New York, she loved the hustle and bustle, she, liked the crowded streets. Although sometimes though she wished she had somewhere that was away from it all, a little sanctuary.

Pulling onto the drive she saw Mary, Amelia and Sarah jump out of Mary's car, Sarah had her hands full with what looked like clothes and make up bags, what was she planning? Lucky felt like she was going to be ambushed.

"sorry, sorry it won't take me long to get showered" with that Lucky ran upstairs. When she came out of the shower she found the girls waiting.

Mary was waiting with a hair dryer, while Amelia was holding up a rather short black dress.

"What are you doing, I am perfectly capable of getting myself dressed" Lucky didn't like the look of this.

Sarah smiled at her, with her dark olive skin and shoulder length dark brown hair she was stunning, but it was Amelia who answered

"of course sweetie but we thought that with you being so busy we could give you a makeover and well…It's like this, we spend all of our time getting ready to go out, buying a new dress, doing our nails etc. You however come in, shower, slap a little make up on, and don trousers and normally a tank top and leave. We want to dress you up a little"

Amelia had never really been subtle but she didn't need to be, she was a hot shot lawyer and very used to getting her own way,
"you are so pretty Lucky, you have great legs but no-one ever sees them, so tonight they will" 

Sarah was already sorting through Luckys make up, which she declared inadequate but doable, even though she had brought her own make up Sarah liked to check through Lucky's and remind her to update it. However the end result was actually pleasing, Lucky always dressed functional and although she did get dressed up it was a rarity. Tonight, thanks to the girls, she felt sexy in the little black dress and heels, let's just hope she didn't break her ankle.

After getting a taxi into the city, they spent the next 2 hours, getting a little drunk and a little louder with every drink and bar.

Lucky watched Amelia dig in her purse with a sneaky grin,

"Ladies, I have tickets to Silver's, now Mary I know it's not your thing with the other types of people being there, but the tickets also offer 2 complimentary drinks and it is supposed to be pretty nice"

Lucky was curious to see the club run by wolves, they actually had a good reputation and apparently did not allow any unsavoury practices which they knew other clubs offered.
She watched as Mary tried to focus her slightly glassy eyes, Mary normally wouldn't agree to anything like this

 "Oh well who am I to stop you all getting 2 free drinks, letssss go" needless to say Mary was a little tipsy which was always amusing. Out of the 4 of them Mary was the most conservative, she was quite tall at 5"8, with short chestnut brown hair, she was thin but worried about becoming too thin or too fat, it was fair to say she was slightly neurotic and was constantly worried about getting ill. As a partner in her family bookstore, reading had to be Mary's favourite past time so the job definitely suited her, however the fantasy stopped in the books, except when she was drunk, then Mary became more daring and outspoken, alcohol certainly lowered her inhibitions.

As they got to the door of Silver's she could see Mary and Sarah straighten up slightly although Lucky suspected it was for different reasons, Mary would have gotten a look at the huge men on the door and realised that they were wolves, whereas Sarah would be looking at the huge men on the door and not caring that they were wolves, that only added to the attraction for Sarah. At this point the little black dress was certainly doing a fine job and maximizing her assets, she had been propositioned several times; men and the occasional woman had looked her up and down, like she was dessert. Lucky wasn't sure if she liked the attention or not.