OBSESSED ALPHA QUEEN

Lacey Williams

            It was first a calm night before the clap of thunder that came with a loud rumbling and cracking sounds breaks the silence of the night with a violent wind sweeping the rain across Brooklyn.

           It's past midnight and Lacey Williams is still awake. She had a hectic day receiving guests at her hotel. It used to be a mansion she inherited from her parents but after the horrific killing of her parents in a violent robbery at their mansion, she was forced to turn the mansion into a hotel and as well stepped into a parental role to take care of her younger siblings.

           Lacey is good enough in the parenting role because she's a born leader. Her elder brother isn't alive. Too bad he was killed alongside their parents.

            Certainly, something bad will go down this night and she wanted to be ahead of whatever it would be. Her instincts have never failed her. She's a born fighter and gives keen attention to investigating complex cases.

             She stood at the edge of the rooftop, narrowing her eyes on the path ahead and focusing her gaze. Her blue eyes glowed in the dark. Her titian-red hair tumbled over her shoulders. In her wolf rage, her teeth would be replaced with fangs, and her varnished fingernails would grow into claws.

            She has drenched in the rain but that was not a problem for her.

             Lightning flashed as she scans the neighborhood with her glowing eyes. Good thing that her hotel is at the center of the neighborhood. Even though it was dark, she could still see in the dark with her enhanced wolf vision. That's one thing her wolf nature does even when in her human form.

              Lacey didn't let the loud rumbling and cracking sound distract her. With her enhanced wolf hearing ability, she could easily pick sounds from kilometers away. She could hear the heartbeats of folks already asleep but this isn't what she was eagerly waiting for.

              Ever since her parents and elder brother were killed in a robbery, she has vowed to protect her young siblings and to keep the entire City of New York safe. Turning into a vigilante at night and a normal college girl who runs a hotel by day is the new life she chose.

             Lacey bends a knee with her right hand placed on the roof, she shuts her eyes and took a deep breath. She was already getting tired as nothing was happening. Quite sure she isn't here just to get drenched in rain and to listen to the rumbling and cracking sounds of the thunder.

             But one thing is certain, she isn't a quitter. Watching over her City isn't a tough job to do. Her mind flashed back to her favorite book series by Obiano Gabriel. When obsessed with the death of her parents and elder brother, she occupies her mind with Obiano Gabriel's series.

            Finally, her waiting times are over. The sound she has been eager to hear just pierced through her ears.

            "Bang!"

            "Bang!"

            Shots fired. The sound of two gunshots fired rapidly rang out with a deafening sound.

            Lacey smirked to herself. She wasn't wrong after all. She knew something could go down this night. With the violent wind that swept the rain across Brooklyn and the rumbling and crackling sounds of the thunder; it's a good time for robbery to go down.

           "My instincts were right!"

            Lacey narrowed her eyes on the path she believed the gunshots came from. Focusing her gaze on the path, she hopped into the air and made a smooth landing on the cobbled road leading to the entrance of her hotel.

             She snarled and started sniffing in the air. With her fist tightened on the cobbled road, she rose to her feet. There's no way the robbers are getting away this time around. She's certain of this and has vowed to avoid triggering her wolf rage.

            "No getting away this time."

             Lacey snarled once more and lopes across the dumpster ahead of her as she started running at a terrifying speed. Her wolf nature could run faster than an average human. When she switches to her wolf form, she could run at an accelerated speed beyond the theoretical maximum speed of humans. However, she needed to keep her identity as a werewolf a secret. She didn't bother switching to her wolf form.

             For the past few months, top businesses across New York City had been attacked by robbers always dressed in similar outfits: white hooded sweatshirts, black pants, clown masks, skeletal gloves, and red sneakers.

             The crime spree began shortly after Lacey's parents and elder brother were killed--when the suspects burst into 'The Bigg's Shopping Mall' in Brooklyn and held the security men at gunpoint before fleeing the scene with bags of cash.

            Two days later a group of robbers dressed in similar outfits found their way into Brooklyn bank during a heavy downpour, pressed their handguns on the cops attached to Brooklyn bank, and demanded they toss their service revolvers away.

            Lacey has waited for so long to catch up with them but tonight must be her lucky night. She finally came to a halt in an alley leading to the exit of a jewelry shop. When she heard the two rapid shots fired, she was certain they came from the jewelry shop.

            "Hello, boys!"

            She snickered under her breath and started walking into the dark alley. Her gaze was fixed on two men dressed in similar outfits to the notorious gang robbers terrorizing her city. Marking her 22nd birthday today could be best celebrated by her once she finally apprehends the robbers.

             Surprise is far away from her. She knew robbery could go down tonight and she waited eagerly to charge into the scene.

              This isn't one of their best moments. They never expected anyone to show up during their time. The shots they fired couldn't be heard by anyone since the thunder was loud. But to their greatest disappointment, a young lady drenched in the rain is boldly walking up to them in the dark alley.

              One of the robbers raised his shotgun toward Lacey and yelled at her, "Come any closer and I will gun you down!"

              Before any more threats could escape from his mouth, Lacey caught a glimpse of two corpses lying next to the dumpster. The corpses were dressed in security outfits. It's now clear to her why the robbers fired the rapid shots. But there's no way they will be getting away from her. Not this night.

              Lacey glanced around and finally cast her gaze on the two robbers. "Drop your guns or I will drop you!"

              Before the robbers could pull the trigger, she lopes across them and stood behind them as she whispered. "Hello, boys." Before they could flick around, she knocked them down with a question mark double kick. Hastily, she placed her knees on their shoulder blades and pulled out handcuffs given to her on her 21st birthday by a cop friend.

             The police precinct is just a few blocks away. Fastening their wrists on the handcuffs, Lacey dragged them up. "Time to say hello to the cops," she said holding them firmly and closely as she dragged them away.

             The days of the gang robbers plaguing Brooklyn will soon be over with Lacey Williams keeping watch on her beloved city. However, her curiosity is yet to be satisfied with who the sponsor of the robberies going on in her city is.

JONES CARL

          The just risen sun stretches its golden fingers ever outwards into the sky. It is the flower of the sky that warms the day and is an invitation to a new day. It is indeed a beautiful day for the cops but not for the captured robbers.

          The sun has ushered in a beautiful day for the 84th Precinct officers of the law. Starring at the handcuffed suspects won't do them any good. The suspects handcuffed to the barricade matched the description of the gang of robbers that has been terrorizing the city of New York. The two robbers are dressed in similar attire but the cops are still having doubts about whether they are the right suspects. They murmur and grumble amongst themselves.

           A while ago they just arrived at their department to report for duty, only to see two unconscious suspects matching the description of the gang of robbers they have been chasing for a while.

           The squealing of tires