Call me 'Alpha'

I need what's in that crowd

We are in the middle of sparring when we hear a door slam closed. Everyone’s attention shifts from the training to the door, waiting impatiently for the hot, men to walk into the hall. You could hear a pin drop in the hall. Everybody is holing their breath. It is almost like time is standing still. When the exchange students walk in, all goes mad. Some people go running towards the crowds, sniffing the air desperately, trying to find the smell of their mate. Some girls stand still, looking around frantically hoping they catch a scent too. I sniff the air. Nothing. I see wolves run into each other’s arms happily. Some are making out, others are looking at each other awkwardly. It is quite a scene.

I find that I am not the only one on the outside looking in. Ryan, Kate and a few other wolves are standing in the back where I am, looking disappointed. I guess today is not the day we find our mates. I don’t know if I should be upset or glad. I guess I am glad I didn’t find my mate. I get to be a free woman for a little while longer. I do not need a man in my life to feel worthy.

Kate and I exchange looks. “I think we should call it quits. Nobody will want to continue training at this stage,” she tells me. I nod in agreement. She is right. Everyone is either too focused on their mate or disappointed that they didn’t find theirs. “We can go back to my house for a while,” suggests Ryan. I am glad he suggested that because I don’t want to go home and explain to my dad that I have not found my mate yet. I am 21 now and my father keeps pushing me to go out and explore the nearby packs to find my mate. He does not understand that I am not the type pf daughter he dreamed of. Sorry to disappoint, but I am here to lead not to support a leader.

Kate and Ryan take my hands in theirs and we begin walking out of the hall. We watch as everyone around us greets their mates happily. Everyone looks absolutely delighted with themselves. It is nice to look at. We walk out of the hall and take our gear bags. We don’t bother getting changed because Ryan is going to give us a lift home. We walk across the car park to find his car but are stopped by a large crowd of girls. They are all super excited over something but we can’t see what it is. Behind the crowd I can barely make out a silver Audi and a few huge, muscular, mysterious looking men. It must be more men from the Harib pack. But why are all the women going insane? There are definitely not enough men there to cover all their mates.

The closer we get to the crowd the more uneasy I feel. I never liked crowds of obnoxious people but they never make me feel as intense as this. I feel my inner wolf become anxious. She wants to go to the crowd. But why? I ignore my wolf and decide to walk in the other direction. She doesn’t seem to be happy about this and my gut feeling is telling me to go back. It feels like an itch deep inside my soul, and the only way to scratch is by going into the crowd. The further I get form the crowd, the worse this feeling becomes. Until I can’t take it no more. I break away from the little group and make my way towards the crowd.

My wolf becomes increasingly excited. So do I. What is it that is so alluring that I can’t stay away from it? I have never felt this way before. My heart is racing as I reach the crowd. What I’m searching for is further into the crowd but I can’t get through the screaming girls. They all want someone’s attention and its driving me insane. My wolf is becoming jealous now. She is very uneasy and it takes all my strength to control her from taking over. I am stuck on the outside of the crowd. I just give up and ignore my wolf. I don’t bother fighting my way through the crowd. I can’t risk getting hurt. I turn away from the crowd and begin walking back to the car, where Ryan and Kate are standing, looking surprised. I left them without an explanation, no wonder they are so confused.

I don’t get far before I feel a big hand grasp my wrist firmly. It feels like the world around me freezes. The sound of screaming girls fades into the distance and the cold wind no longer makes me shiver.  Feel warm, secure and comfortable. Sparks erupt under my skin in the areas where this stranger touches my wrist. My legs feel like jelly and my chest becomes fuzzy. I don’t get butterflies in my stomach, it feels like an elephant stampede. My wolf is purring. She has never felt so comfortable before. It feels like I’m at home. But I’m not.

After a few moments my senses come back to reality. I turn around slowly to find who this strange wolf is. I have never seen such a beautiful being in my entire life. A man, tall and handsome is standing behind me. His hand is holding my wrist in his, preventing me from walking away. “Don’t walk way from me,” he says softly. His voice is husky and lustful. His lips are plump and look so kissable. I want to kiss him so bad. I want to taste him. I want to run my hand through his dark brown hair. I want to be held in his strong arms. He smells heavenly. A combination of fresh forest and coffee. I find myself lost in his deep brown eyes which are slowly turning black. His wolf wants to take over but I can tell by the tense look on his face that he is trying to hold back.

I finally find my voice. “Who are you?” I ask. The man smirks. “I’m your mate,” he answers.