Punishment and Pleasure

Getting into his awaiting silver Aston Martin, Alexander raced towards Beacon Hills once again.

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Around the same time, a bloody and injured latino man entered a mostly empty bar. The exceptions being several armed men surrounding an intense looking old woman. Who taking a closer look, somewhat resembled the injured man. Although this didn't stop her from glaring at him with unbridled fury.

" Look at you, returning like a beaten dog... Did you at least see his face?"

She furiously yelled out, while the man receiving her harsh words lowered his head.

" No. He was too fast."

" Inútil!"

(Useless)

" This is why you shouldn't have gone by yourself, Severo! Had you taken a few other of your brothers you could've captured the intruder and figured out what he was after... Now, we find ourselves in a very precarious situation, we don't know what he saw or what he was after."

" This was my fuilure. I'll take the corresponding punishment."

" Of course you will, but not now. Our top priority is finding out how someone managed to sneak in here, and what their target was. Once that's sorted out, your punishment will be carried out. For now go treat your wounds, I don't even want to look at you right now."

The man named, Severo awkwardly bowed to the woman before limping outside. As for the woman, and apparent leader, she stared at a photo of an unknown figure inside an office.

' For someone to know exactly where our blind spots are, they must either be part of the Familia or someone opened their mouth. Either way I'll soon find out who you are.. and what it is your after.'

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In the early hours of the morning, a familiar Aston Martin was parked right outside Beacon Hills. Inside of it, of course was Alexander, who was staring at the town's welcome sign.

[Welcome to Beacon Hills]

Just a few days ago he fled shortly after passing this exact sign. The embarrassment of that night still very much irked him till today. Unlike then however, he was no longer leaking blood like a faulty pipe. He'd healed and was ready to face whatever he may face in this seemingly small town. Be that a Werewolf Alpha and it's pack or a Family of trained Hunters.

So he slowly placed his foot over the gas and stepped on it hard and instantly blasted by the rusty old sign.

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Similar to the roads leading upto Beacon Hills, it's roads were also deserted. Which to Alexander was a good thing as he had little trouble arriving to the town's center. After which he drove into the town's only hotel and booked a room. He didn't stay long, only entering his room to lay down his luggage.

He did so due in order to head over to the town's library and read up on the local history. An important factor, when trying to move around freely in a foreign land. Specially when you're surrounded by an unknown number of enemies who've made this their home.

Finding the library's address wasn't all that difficult, as he only had to ask the hotel's receptionist.

Going back outside, he saw a yellow school bus driving by. Making him recall, a potential asset in his plan, Allison Argent. Although her connection, if any, to the Argent Family wasn't verified.

' Going by her online profile, she's still in highschool, a place I'm not to keen in attending. Although it wouldn't hurt to have a look, after my trip to the library of course.'

Driving away, Alexander was soon entering the library and immediately caught the attention of the librarian. A tall, pretty brunette who looked to be her late twenties. She kindly greeted him with a shy smile as he walked up to her desk.

" Good morning, Heather..."

Alexander asked while maintaining direct contact with the now blushing woman.

" Um, how did you know my name...?"

" It's on your name tag, sweetheart, and quite the fitting name if you don't mind me saying."

" H-how so?"

" It's the name of a truly captivating flower, although getting a better look at you now..."

" What?"

" ... It's beauty pales in comparison to you."

That single line from him, completely reddened Heather's face. While it may seem, preposterous to some, Alexander's charming and eloquent manner of speaking, coupled with his appearance were enticing. Specially to a young woman who'd never set a foot out of the small town of Beacon Hills.

" Heather, would you show me the Town's Archives?"

" Ah, yes, sure thing.. they're just..."

" Hmm? Is something wrong?"

" No, it's just that most of the archives are stored in the, backroom. You'd have to follow me there..."

" Oh, I'd follow you anywhere, Heather. Please lead the way."

" O-okay... T-this way."

Still somewhat nervous and hesitant, Heather bit her lower lip before leading Alexander to a room in the back.

At this point It doesn't take much to figure out what exactly happened next. Specially as nearly half a hour later a very flustered and hastily dressed Heather walked out.

Back inside, a shirtless Alexander started making headway through the endless amount of files.

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Around six hours later, Alexander walked out of the archive room with a slight smirk.

' If my speculation is correct, the Alpha is part of the once thought dead, Hale Pack. Either that or it's some wayward Alpha who rooted itself after their demise. Nevertheless, it's not someone I should be wary of, although if it's the former I'll show some restraint. In memory of their once great Alpha, Talia Hale, If it's the latter, well I'll do whatever I please.'

Passing by Heather, Alexander sent her a meaningful glance before exiting the library.

Getting into his car, he checked the time, which didn't really surprise him, but did make him recall a certain brunette.

" It's fifteen before three, school should be over soon, right?"

Not long after he said that, Alexander's Aston Martin was driving towards the High School.