Those White Wolves of Mine

Found Her

The audience all relaxed during my light-hearted speech.

I go a bit hilarious, even those who thought I was dead before are now having a good laugh at the jokes I slip through my serious lines. The hall is silent, you could hear a pin drop, nobody wants to miss a word of my speech. The Alphas want to see for themselves that I'm healthy and good, able to still lead them.

And of course, the sexy she-wolves have occupied the front rows, with the permission of their Alpha father. None of them can stand in the shadow of my sexy mate, they are so wasting their time here. It's been the same every year since I was eighteen. I often wonder why the senses of these lower rankings just can't detect that I'm mated, Drina always leaves her scent full on me. I know she's marking her territory, I really don't mind. I am all hers. But why can't these horny she-wolves understand?

And then, the door at the back of the ballroom opens and a woman with long jet-black locks slips into the hall. Her authority occupies the entire space, she can’t go unnoticed by anyone. She is the most incredible creation of the Moon Goddess, she is all mine. She looks me straight in the eyes as she takes a seat on one of the high chairs in the back. My words get stuck in my throat, my wolf makes a happy leap. My eyes widen, my breath comes out jerky.

Due to the sudden silence that has fallen in the middle of my speech, many follow my gaze. Many unmated Alphas cast her an eager eye, the males' hunting is now on her. We stare at each other for a few seconds, my c**k in my pants jumps up in sheer pleasure under her seductive watch. This is unbelievable, I expected her and now she is here, I can barely utter a word like a schoolboy. But then I noticed that everyone is now staring back at me, wondering if there was a relationship between the newcomer and me. My concentration is over, I clear my throat and finish my speech quickly. As I walk off the stage, my eyes remain fixed on her. My heart is beating madly, she looks so different today, shines more than before.

When I sit down next to Alpha Remus, we break eye contact. But I can still feel her eyes burning on my back. Part of me wants to get up and walk right up to her, but I know I have obligations that I can't dodge as an Alpha King. I wait impatiently for the master of ceremonies to officially close the meeting, enabling me to walk to my mate. Two weeks is really too long, the wait for her wore my wolf down. As soon as the last word of closure emanates from the man on stage, I jerk up to walk to the back. But several Alphas have waited for this moment too to speak to me in person. And these are interactions that I cannot avoid.

Dutifully I enter into the conversations, at intervals my eyes set on my mate. She smiles seductively at me, nods as if to encourage me to finish, letting me know she's patiently waiting for me. Slowly I move in her direction, but the many Alphas don't give me a chance to close our distance as fast as I like. And when I look up again, I see a few of them also gathering around her. Not that it makes me insecure, I'm convinced of our unbreakable love. But I so desperately want to claim her in public, let everyone knows that she belongs to me, is mine.

I give her a desperate look, she grins, sensing my impatience. With a sensual laugh, she holds up her glass of wine to me, it's like she's teasing me, purposely setting up this trial to make me burn with desire. I make frantic efforts to focus on the talks, which I partially succeed. On most questions, I advise the men to keep in touch with me via email or to organize a video conference with other packs experiencing the same problems.

I start my advance hearing, in time to hear her confess to an Alpha that she already has a fated mate who she adores. The astonished exclamations after her confession do not escape me. The moment someone asks her for her mate's name, I jerk my head up to stare her in the eye again. She doesn't answer, smiles mysteriously while keeping eye contact with me. And then I know she takes pleasure in my suffering, my failed attempts to hold her in my arms as soon as possible. I have no intention of allowing her to do this with impunity. My plans for tonight have now changed to a new dimension in our relationship.

I narrow my eyes to slits as I look up again at my mate's grinning face.

‘Jace, get the Jet ready. Provide tape, rope, cable ties and the best white wine, ice cold', I instruct my Beta in the mind link. ‘Seriously, dude?! Killing someone tonight?’ he jokes. 'Will the Luna finally reveal herself tonight, Enrick? Before you kill her, let me meet her, please. I'm not far from you,’ he pleads.

My guilty feelings kick in again.

And as my Beta, Jace is actually my Luna’s right-hand man, his main task is to make sure she's safe in the pack. He actually has the right to have her officially introduced to him as the Luna Queen of the pack. I feel like I'm seriously failing him.

‘We're still talking about it, my friend’, I release my conscience. “But for now, set everything up for me as we had planned and keep it confidential. I'm already being watched closely, I need to protect her and don't need any rumors,’ I point to him.

‘Aye Alpha King’. ..