Samantha POV

“My brother is locked up. What am I going to do?” I questioned the voices in my head a million times on the drive to the police detention centre but I couldn't come up with an answer.

It was frustrating due to the heavy traffic on the road, the heat and the fact that I could not come up with a solution.

My thoughts were on the incident that occurred earlier at the office of Miss Mary the administrator.

For some reason, I smiled inside of me knowing that Alex was in holding because of me.

He was protecting me even when he didn't need to. It seemed my step-brother wasn't so bad after all.

This has been what I lacked for several years and it has led to several abuses from men who could not take their lustful eyes away from me.

By the time I arrived at the police detention, I worked over to the counter to meet a young female officer there.

"I came for a young man who was arrested not quite long ago," I said.

The young woman did not bother paying attention to me because her eyes were concentrated on the screen of her laptop.

"Excuse me?" I touched the table and she turned away from the screen to look at me with a scowl on her face.

"We have been given specific instructions not to allow him to leave this custody." She replied.

"Come on. Alex hasn't done anything bad, he was only defending himself from assault against the other two guys." I argued.

"Lady, you can take that explanation to the person who made the arrests. We are only doing our duty as police officers."

I took a deep breath realising that there was nothing I could do except speak to the two men who had attacked him.

They were so mean for what they did. If it wasn't for Alex, I would have been evicted for yet another sexual assault.

"Can you help me with a favour please?" I asked and she looked up at me with squinted eyes.

"And what will that be?" She asked.

"This man who made the arrest there is a possibility that their address could be dropped. Can I get it so I can pay them and visit and convince them to release my brother?"

At first, it looked like she was going to disagree but she hesitated and looked at me from head to toe and then shook her head in frustration.

The police woman pulled off, a plain paper and a pen then she scribbled words on this paper before handing it over to me.

"Thank you," I said before walking away.

I say werewolves have been taught from a young age never to interact with humans because they are considered very dangerous.

It is amazing how Alex has managed to befriend these humans for so long. It looked like torture.

The police woman had struck a nerve inside of me just by the way she looked at me. I had the urge to pull out my claw and pluck her heart out of her chest but I restrained myself. It would hurt Alex the more and I needed to avoid that.

Staring at the address I knew a lot about the city because I had settled a couple of months earlier so the address wasn't foreign to me.

The road was free of the holdup earlier on and by the time I arrived at the designated location, I was stoned by the massive structure before me.

The building was the most beautiful structure that I have ever laid eyes upon. The exterior design was well-crafted and everything seemed to have been orchestrated strategically.

I stepped out of the car and proceeded to the gate placing a soft knock on the iron bar.

At first, there was no response but after repeatedly knocking on the door a tall-looking man pulled the door open and came over to meet me with a questioning look on his face.

"Oh great, another whore who is here to take Mr Mikel's wealth away from him." He said while rolling his eyes.

I ignored his insult because I had much on my hands. If it were back home, I would have shredded his guts in an instant.

"Can I see Mikel please?" I asked.

"He is not at home. I will deliver your message to him when he returns."

Behind him, the familiar black Mustang that Alex shared with his friends was parked in the garage. That had to mean that those bratty boys were home. Mikel was somewhere lurking.

"Look, I know Mikel is around, just let me in and I will talk to him. I am not here for anything else."

He was about to say something when someone cleared their throat behind him and he stepped to her side revealing the face of Mikel who had a smirk on his face.

"Don't ever keep a beautiful lady waiting outside again!" He warned the old man and ushered me into his mansion.

"Welcome to my beautiful home. I am pretty sure Alex does not have as much as I do." He bragged as we walked into the living room. “I have a lot of money. I can make you happy.”

I cautiously sat on the couch watching him get a bottle of wine from the nearby fridge with two cups of glasses and proceed to drop them on the table. He looked like the type to spike a drunk so I didn't bother drinking.

"I don't drink," I said when he offered a cup.

"That is weird. I could recall you drinking a cup of vodka last night at the club. You're a stripper, you're surrounded by drunks everyday, you can't tell me you don't drink. That's bullshit.”

"I am here because I want you to get Alex out of the police custody. I know you gave them specific instructions not to allow anyone to get him out," I said, while ignoring his comment.

"I like your type of personality. You are a straightforward person which is why I am going to make you a very juicy offer." He said while sipping from his drink.

"What offer?" I asked.

"Four nights with me in this mansion we're going to have a good time and good sex you are going to please me till I am satisfied and I am going to pay you Then afterwards I will let Alex out of the police custody. I'll even give him. A gift too.”

His eyes held so much excitement as he scanned through my entire body while he licked his lips.

He was a weirdo. I had seen his type before. The proud, pompous brats who used women like tools and discarded them when they wanted.

Not me.

"And if I refuse?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Then he is going to stay there and suffer.” He laughed as he leaned forward to take a sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving mine.

“You ever wonder what happens to young guys in prison cells after three days? I can tell you it's not a very pretty sight, that's for sure.” he mocked me. “Would you want to see Alex like that?”