“Isla, come in, close the door and take a seat,” I say motioning to the leather chairs across my desk from me.
I take a minute to appreciate this gorgeous auburn goddess in front of me. She is still in her workout clothes from training. Her perfect tits are spilling out the top of this black sports bra and the way those leggings hug her juicy ass has me sporting a semi. She sure as hell showed why she is here as a warrior, all my doubts surrounding her size are well gone. I must be staring well too long because she speaks first. “Al-Alpha, I apologize for the uh, interruption last night, it was a misunderstanding and won't happen again”
I can smell her fear, does she think she is going to get punished for this? “Well that is not the reason I called you in here, but it would be appreciated if you kept your socializing to your room and didn't enter my office without knocking “ Her cheeks flash pink, “Yes Alpha” she nods.
Turning back to the paper on my desk, I clear my throat and start in on the real reason she is here. “So, it says here your family is from Beta/Warrior ties with the Blood Oak and Cedar Falls?”
I see her vivid green eyes flash black for a second - her wolf pressing forward. Nodding her head, she starts speaking lightly. “Yes, my father was the Beta for Alpha Damon at Blood Oak before he was, released, from service. I then went to live with my maternal Grandmother in the Cedar Falls Pack, but then she died.”
I scent tears and see the gleam in her eyes. “ Your father was released but couldn’t take care of you? What about your mother?” I ask. She stares up at me with her big glowy eyes and sucks in a breath. “My mother was killed by rogue when she was on duty when I was little. My father was released from service by Alpha Damon when the Great Council took him into custody. Grandma June was my only other family..” her voice trailed off.
I feel my wolf surge forward, and the sudden urge to comfort her washes over me. Which only adds to my growing confusion.
The Great Council is like the high court of werewolves, they review overarching pack laws, mediate alliances, and only step into individual pack matters when something heinous happens. Each pack receives a yearly visit from a council member, retired Alphas, to go over changes, concerns, and stuff like that, but each pack operates as its own, with the Alphas making the ruling.
I see her wipe a tear quickly with her hand and catch a glimpse of a light pink scar across it. I want to ask about the scars, I saw some larger versions scattering her back at training this morning. Instead, I change topics.
“How was training? Grayson and I were impressed with your execution.” A small smile creeps to her lips, “Audrie is great, I loved sparring with someone that was an actual challenge.” She keeps going on about training and I see the happiness start to return to her eyes.
There is something about the girl that has me captivated. I’m drawn to her, I want to kiss those pouty pink lips- hell I want to kiss every last inch of her body.
A knock at the door makes me jerk in my chair.
Grayson opens the door, “Alpha, the patrol has requested us at the main gate.” I turn back to Isla, “Sorry, to cut this short, but duty calls. Be sure to let us know if you need something.” She gives a curt nod and heads out the door. I steal one more look at that spandex-clasped ass.
We make our way to the front gate of the territory and see a Great Council car pulled to the side. Tate, one of the senior-ranked warriors, bears his neck out of respect and greets us, “Alpha, Beta”. I nod, “What's going on?”.
“Alpha Garret from the council just asked to speak with you for a moment,” Tate replies
. Garret may be a retired Alpha, but he has stayed in fighting shape. Getting out of his grey Mercedes, he struts my way and extends out a rugged hand. “Alpha Zac, good to see you again, thanks for getting here so quickly.” I shake his hand and nod. “It has come to the council's attention that Isla Miller is a part of your pack here now. We wanted to let you know that we are transporting her father, Alec Miller to a new facility in the coming weeks. We see no reason that anything should go amiss with the movement but like to keep her packs informed just for safety.”
I apologize Alpha, but I am not sure why this matters?” I say. He looks back at me with a solemn face, eyes swimming with sadness “ Alec has been in our custody for over 6 years after I found Isla nearly beat to death during a pack tour at Blood Oak. Turns out he’d been beating her for years. Poor girl didn't even have her wolf yet to fight back let alone heal her….he’s a flight risk and her packs have the right to know about any threats that could be posed.”
I just stare, my mind spinning, processing, my wolf crying out first in sadness than in anger, the fear, the tears, the scars, it all made sense.
“Keep us informed and we will see that patrol is advised during the times.” I manage to say.
I see Alpha Garret off and Grayson and I make our way back to the packhouse reeling in turmoil.
The last few days have been a blur. I have spent so much time on calls with The Great Council getting as up-to-speed on Isla’s dad as I could be. My wolf and I were still so angry at the thought of Isla being beaten almost to death. Who does that to a child, their child, a child with no wolf to heal her? It does answer the question of her scarring. I get chills thinking of all those scars. Each scar was an everlasting reminder of a beating she took, the pain she had to bare. Did it go on for years? Did Alpha Damon know? Surely he didn’t. What kind of sick fuck would let that go on in their pack? I have not yet had to hand down any severe punishments in my pack but I know that for certain I wouldn’t have stood by and let that happen. I have Grayson reviewing all patrol schedules to ensure there are no week spots in the coming future. Alpha Garret said he would let us know the day of transport, but due to security measures he couldn’t give more advance notice. We were going t
Audrie and I continue to meet downtown at a quaint little coffee shop before our patrol shits. Luckily she is an even bigger caffeine addict than I am. It’s during these times when she has been spilling all the pack tea - it’s nice, even if it is gossip it makes me feel so much more connected here. I tried not to be so obvious about my interest in Beta Grayson or Alpha Zac, but Audrie saw right through me. Busted. Alpha Zac and Fiona are not mates, nor are they even dating. I guess he is a “nice” guy but tends to be a playboy. Shit, with the way he looks and the energy he oozes, I’m not surprised, hell he has been the starring role in my recent shower releases. Grayson is close to the same but much more discrete. However, Audrie has experience with Grayson. She tells me about a hot and steamy hook-up they had outside of this Club on the outskirts of Clear Creek. Audrie also tells me all about her and her family. They have been part of this pack for a few generations, her pare
“HAPPPY BIRTHDAAAAY” they yell out as we clink our shot glasses together. I throw back the tequila and feel it burn all the way down to my stomach. This has to be my sixth? Seventh? shot..I’ve lost track, but the buzz I’m riding is supreme. Audrie makes her way back to the dance floor with Connor and Liz. Paul and Anna go back to the shameless flirting they have been doing all night. “So how’s it feel birthday girl?” Tate says turning to rest his back on the bar. “Well right now I feel great!!” I giggle. “Haha, I think that might be the tequila talking,” He says. “Nah, I’m good, I feel free.This is the first birthday since my Grandma died I’ve even celebrated” I respond. I see a tinge of sadness dance across his eyes. I hate that, I hate pity. “Isla, I’m sor..” he started. “Nope, nope, nope! We are having fun and that sentence doesn’t sound fun” I interrupt him. “ I am going to grab some air, that tequila has got me sweating!” I say and I head toward the door. Steppi
I’m going crazy here. Ever since this little firecracker walked into training, I knew I needed to get to know her. I haven’t found my mate yet, and it's Isla's birthday and I know that I’m not her mate either. I had to take a shot, see if she felt anything towards me. I’d like a mate, and if she’d have me for a chosen one, I’d sure take her. She is so fierce, and it's fucking attractive as hell. I know there's a storm brewing behind those eyes, but she always seems happy. When she didn’t come back in for a while, my wolf wouldn’t let me not check on her. Yeah, she's a warrior too, but it's my nature to want to protect her. I see her looking angelic, her creamy skin glowing under the moonlight. I approach quietly not to catch her off guard. “Are you okay? You’ve been out here a while?” I ask. “I’m good” she replied, her eyes not leaving mine. She’s always good, she wouldn’t let you know if she wasn’t, this girl is guarded. I want to get closer to her though. I can scent her arous
That. Just. Happened. Tate is tracing soft circles on my back as we both calm our racing hearts. I never thought I’d lose my virginity on a patio chair outside of a club, but I also thought I’d wait for my mate. I’m not mad at it though. This was so blissful, Tate was so gentle, it was sweet. I take in a deep breath and push myself up stealing another peck on his soft lips. I go to stand, my legs mush beneath me but Tate’s strong arms find my waist steadying me. The stormy waves in his eyes ushered a calm to wash over me. There is a fondness in his eyes, no one has looked at me like this before. I don’t know what will happen between us, but it has been a birthday I will never forget. “So uh, ready to head back in?” Tate says as he runs a hand through his hair. “Mhmmmm” “Why don’t you head in first and I’ll catch up?” I respond. “You embarrassed to be seen with me now smalls?” he says as a smile dances across his face. Giving him a playful shove, I say, “ I’m not trying to be t
*A series of flashbacks* 11 years ago - Isla Age 8 Kicking off my shoes, I crawl to the middle of my bed, pulling the fluffy purple comforter around me as the tears trickle down my cheek. I can’t believe my mom is really gone. Every pack member was in tears at her service today, even Alpha Damon’s eyes were glassy. Alpha Damon promised the pack to up patrol numbers after the rogue attack. It wouldn’t bring my mom back, but it was a nice gesture. I wonder if I wouldn’t have been at the park that day if she’d been killed. I begged dad to let me go with my friends, he was too busy with his Beta duties to put up a fight so he just gave in and let me. There were a dozen rogues that made their way into the pack that day and three of them were coming for the pups at the park. If mom hadn’t spotted me crouched down by the slide, maybe she would have seen the other wolf stocking out of the tree line. She saved me though it cost her life. Dad was a complete wreck after that. They say when t
“Hey, boss…drink this” Gayson says handing me a to-go cup filled with hot coffee. “Thanks,” I say, taking the cup. I take a large swig of the hot liquid and it burns all the way down. The burn does little to distract me from the gut-wrenching site in front of me. “What’d the doctors have to say about Luna?” Grayson asks as he takes a seat near the door. My heart flutters at him calling her Luna, but then my chest tightens recalling the doctor's words. I rub my thumb softly over the creamy backside of her hand feeling the tiniest sparks of electricity dance on my skin. “She…uhm” I clear my throat and suck in a deep breath to get the words out. “She said that she has a skull fracture. That she should wake up, but they didn’t know when..” “That's good though right? With her wolf, she’ll heal right up and be back to being a tiny tormentor at training in no time” Grayson said with a playful hope. I shake my head, “ They have reason to believe she was...Uhm...raped.” The word was rep
Swaddled in the cloaking darkness, I wonder if the darkness is finally my death. It has been many years since the calming warmth of nothing surrounded me. How did I get here?As the restrictions of the darkness start to loosen, allowing awareness to creep back in, I realize I can’t be dead.A soft steady beeping hums a melody I can’t quite place. My wolf stirs as the smell of fresh rain and cedar starts invading me with each breath I draw in. My body feels heavy, my eyelids resist as I work to blink them open. As my eyes finally comply and softly open, I am greeted with the bright fluorescent glow of industrial lighting. A hospital?I see Audrie playing on her phone beside me… how hard did I party?I go to sit up, but the action comes too fast and my head throbs in agony. “Ahhrghh” but it comes out gravelly as my throat feels so dry.“ISLA!” Audrie screeches as she springs towards me. She grabs a cup from the side table and holds it positioning the straw to my lips. “The water will