Kade’s POV- It was actually pretty nice having an afternoon lunch with my mate, my Alpha, and my mate’s brother. At first I thought it would be a disaster. In some ways it was, seeing as how there was a fight with a bunch of drunk frat guys. Overall though I think that helped us all bond a little bit more. Anything to help this alliance work better I will take. I know Leya told me that Dean was on our side, but I will take any chance I can get to win her brother over. I think protecting her during the fight helped with that, even though she didn’t really need it. Letting some of my anger out helped to calm my wolf after seeing those guys trying to touch what’s mine. I didn’t want her to think that I wouldn’t let her defend herself so I tried to hold back as much as possible. I think she understood what I needed though and let me do what I had to do. Now that she and I are good, my actions on the football field are a lot better. More so than before I met her. I can control my wolf du
Howls can be heard throughout the forest. A woman races through the trees, running for her life, but she doesn’t seem to know which direction will bring her to safety. She’s been in the woods all her life but the adrenaline, fear, and anxiety have caused her to forget everything and just run. Fight or flight in hyperdrive as she runs faster than she has in years. She knew this day would come. She’s been hiding for so long she was hoping that she might be able to avoid it, but you can’t avoid the inevitable. At least not when you’re half werewolf and half human. It was such a rare thing, but unfortunately rarity can mean power in the mythical world. The blood of a hybrid, as well as their life essence, could be used for either incredible good or incredible evil. No matter which way it was used it was still pure power, and some people will do anything for power. She remained hidden amongst the humans since she was a young girl. It was a small town in Northern Arizona, nestled in the
Dean POV- present day I feel my heartbeat race, the sweat dripping down the back of my neck in the sweltering August heat, and every bounce of the dirt bike I’m riding as I race towards the rogue werewolf who made the poor decision to get too close to my home. My family has lost enough to these vicious wild animals and I won’t let another one take anything else. Werewolves in a pack we can tolerate, but these rogues, the lone wolves without a pack that have basically turned feral, those are the ones who can’t control themselves and cause an even greater danger to the rest of us. When that social aspect of life is gone, they lose the human side of them that gives them a moral compass. They will kill anything and everything just for the fun of it. My family hunts all the dangers in our territory, but unfortunately we’re not the only ones here. There is a werewolf pack close by but at least they follow the rules and haven’t ever hurt a human. Our two sides have an agreement. They stay
Cataleya’s POV- “Thanks bro,” I say as Aria and I leave the boys to finish cleaning up. I could probably find everything just fine on my own when we get to campus, but I know that he’s always busy during football season so I gotta take our hang out time when I can get it. For some reason he’s never really had a steady girlfriend that takes up his time, even though everyone else tells me he’s good looking. Obviously I could never look at him that way, but I trust Aria’s judgment. He’s pretty tall and muscular, and has dark brown hair that he keeps tight on the sides and short on top, just enough to style when he needs to but that can look good all messed up. Our mom started watching the show Supernatural when she was pregnant and got obsessed with the actor Jensen Ackles, who she said reminded her of our dad. That’s why she named her son Dean. It was just sheer luck that he grew up to kind of look like him too. We both got our mom's dark brown hair but he got dad’s green eyes and I
Alec’s POV- I was on my normal patrol route around our border closest to the hunters when I could sense something coming. It seemed far off, but gradually the sound of a dirt bike became louder. The hunters were chasing something. I hated the rule that we had to stay back unless something crossed into our territory. No doubt the hunters would screw something up and we could possibly miss something important. I get why the rule is there though. We don’t want them coming over here either, so the rule is the lesser of two evils. I use the pack mindlink, basically our own telepathic way of talking to each other so that even when we’re shifted we can communicate, to let my warriors know that there is something coming. They ask if I need back up and I tell them I can handle it, but I’ll need help getting everything cleaned up and someone to cover the rest of my patrol once I take this wolf down. As a werewolf, the spirit of my wolf and I share the same mind space and can communicate with
Alec’s POV continued- “I was thinking that we should reach out to the other packs again and ask them about the activity in their territories. Also I want to ask if there have been any banishments lately we might be unaware of that could be leading to the increased number of rogues. We could let them know about our theories and see if that tracks with what is going on over there too.” I tell him. “Those are very good suggestions, son. I know you have the right mind for this job. We can get on that throughout the week. This also brings up my reason for wanting to talk to you.” I had an idea this conversation was coming but I was hoping it would be something else. “And what would that be, Dad?” “We both know you are mentally ready for this job, I want to retire, and you’ve asked for the responsibility previously. My conditions haven’t changed and I wanted to know where your head is at with those conditions.” Last year I told my dad that I was ready to take over the pack and he disa
Alec’s POV continued- I wake up early to the sound of the alarm blaring on my phone. I’m not a morning person, but as the future Alpha I have to set a good example. Every morning during the week starts out with training so we can stay fit and able to protect our pack. Training is mandatory for all pack warriors, but everyone is welcome to attend if they want to better themselves. It seems pointless to me to ban someone for trying to better themselves, especially if it benefits the pack as a whole as well. Some packs won’t let Omegas or other weaker wolves train. Some say they don’t want them to get any ideas in their heads to try a coup or something. That’s ridiculous to me. Obviously if you’re worried about those lower than you standing up against you, then you are doing something wrong and not treating them with the amount of respect they deserve. One of the things that I love about my pack is that everyone is respected and everyone does their jobs to the best of their ability, no
Kade’s POV- I went to the meeting with the few warriors that were allowed, and like the others I was appalled to hear that an abused woman was running on her own to get away from whoever it was that did that to her. I had my own suspicions once I heard the direction that she was coming from. It made sense since everything else out of the ordinary was coming from that way too. Once the meeting started getting into the politics of the treaty and how to handle the hunters I kind of started to zone out a bit. I hate politics and drama. Give me a strategy briefing any day, but a political meeting? No thank you. I would much rather take care of the physical safety of the pack and showing others how they can help as well, than have to worry about all the drama. So of course as soon as there’s an opportunity to go on patrol I jump at it. When Alpha Zeke gives me the green light I excuse myself and practically run out of the office. My wolf Ace loves to run free in the forest and letting him o