AKEXA

ALEXA...

She was tall for a woman badly somewhere within 5 foot 9 or 6 foot 2. She always made her hair into a bun. She had brown eyes and a curvy body. She was shaped like an hourglass as the curves graced the right places. She was a victim of war. Her Pack was attacked. Everyone in the Pack lost their life, well, except her. It was when Alpha Connor and his warriors had gone to check if there were any survivors that they had found her crying, carefully tucked somewhere safe. 

 But she was always ranting at top of her voice or was laughing at something. To be honest I did not know why their conversation disturbed me to this extent.

 Maybe it was because I felt that He was looking for the leanest chance before he would spring on her as a leopard would spring on its hunt.

 I felt she was an ignorant prey, while Walker was the predator. I soon got back to work but I couldn't concentrate like how I had been concentrating before he came in.