The Wannabe Warrior

Chapter 2

Zane POV

‘When do the warriors start to arrive Dad?’ I asked my father, the Alpha King. We have been busy in his office for about three hours now, collecting information and other daily Alpha duties. Dad has been slowly pushing more of the office stuff onto me, with the hope I will hurry up and take over, and at the same time, is worried about giving me the title because of this huge rogue problem, that seems to be growing by the day.

‘In about two weeks we should start seeing the first arrivals. We need to make sure the barracks are ready, and a training schedule set.’ King Ezekiel says while flicking through some papers on the desk. The piles of paper never seem to diminish. The more I help, the bigger the piles seem to get. I was starting to wonder if he was creating work, so I would spend more time there beside him each day.

‘I suggest we appoint warrior Peter to sort out the rooms and warrior Harrison the training schedule, anything else father?’ I asked, already dreading what he had to say next. It is the same every opportunity he gets and it never gets any better.

‘After the rogue issue is dealt with, I would like you to travel between the packs. It is time to find your mate. I am not getting any younger, and it is time you stepped up and took over. Your mother and I would like to take some holidays together, and I am sure your mother also wants you to have grandpups.’

Yep, I guessed it, Dad has brought it up at least once a month since I turned 18 and now at 21, he has hinted a few times about a chosen mate, but I refuse to take a chosen mate. The goddess has a mate out there for me and I will find her, and the power-hungry girls that hang around me make my stomach churn, too much make-up, and don’t let me start on the stench they call perfume they pour on themselves. Don't get me wrong. I like a little make-up and perfume, but these girls who try to get my attention tend to go overboard, and you can't see their real faces or smell their natural scent, and it is the natural scent that my wolf wants to smell.

‘After we have the rogue issue under control, and I have had some time to recover. Maybe then I will go look for my mate. I heard the trackers have found a campsite, and we have heard that they have appointed a rogue alpha to guide them, but so far it is a bit crazy. I always believed that rogues are not known to take orders well, so maybe the alpha has made some promises to get them to cooperate and work together, or they have some joint goal in mind.’

‘I agree, son, it makes no sense at all, since when do we have organized rogues? It baffles me too. Could it really be a pack that is pretending to be rogues, having some sort of body spray to make the smell so foul? Have the real rogues taken the blame for their handy work?’

‘That is not so far-fetched dad, let’s hope we have got some good trackers in this group of new warriors coming.’ I sigh, ‘How long is this new lot staying?’

‘I asked for six months. I don’t believe it should take longer than that, no rogue is that organized.’ The King retorts belligerently.

We talk about other packed stuff and I leave his office exhausted. I headed back towards my room hoping to take a long shower before dinner.

The b***h, Karen, stops me on the way down the hall.

‘Hi Zane, you look stressed, care for some relief?’ she strokes her hand down my chest and I grab her hand and squeeze it till I hear her whimper in pain.

‘Never with you, now move.’ I growled. I was drunk one night not long after I turned eighteen and woke up to find her in my bed beside me. I still don’t believe we did anything, as I still had my pants on. I was wearing it that night, but she insisted we did. Who in their right mind has s*x and then gets dressed again before falling asleep in those said pants? And I was so drunk I doubt I could take them off, let alone put them back on, and that b***h has tried to get into my bed ever since. One reason I don’t bed women is, that I was trying to save myself for my mate, rare I know for a male, but I don’t want the guilt I saw my beta go through, and am glad I stuck to it.

‘Oh, come on, Zane, baby, you know I am good at it.’ She pushes with a sickly voice, which I am sure she thinks is sexy, but it just grates on my nerves and my wolf is howling insults at her in my head.

‘Don’t lie to me, I know we have not had s*x. You may have snuck into my room and pretended we did, but I know better, now leave me alone, or I will order you out of the pack house.’ I growl at this girl, she just flicks her hair and walks away swaying her hips in the hope it looks provocative, however, it just makes me sick. I am over that girl trying to get into my bed and spreading lies.

I make it to my room and take a long-awaited shower, my thoughts thinking about how I can get rid of Karen, and then as I am drying myself, I come up with an idea. I can talk to Dad about the staff and discuss the barracks cleaners and cooks. That should do it.

With my mind made up, I went downstairs and went to the dining hall. I am starving and need food now.

Sitting by my father, talking about the different packs that had offered to send more than twenty warriors we had requested. Some packs are large enough to be able to send more, but to be fair to the smaller packs, we only asked for twenty and said to send as many as you can spare to the smaller packs, knowing even twenty could be hard on them. However, some larger packs offered more and we were okay with the extra. If everyone sent at least twenty, we would have over 300 hundred new warriors to help the rogue problem.

Hope the men are good and a couple of natural trackers are desperate for more good trackers.

‘Oh, father, if we get that many, we shall need to look at cooks and cleaners, etc. for the barracks.’ I used this opportunity to bring up the needs of the barracks and hoped to get him on board with getting Karen out of the palace.

‘Agreed, are you offering to help me work that out?’ the King asked, surprised that I had thought of it. Yeah, Dad, I can think about other things than just avoiding your push for a mate.

‘Yes, I would like to see the list of our staff and see how many we can shift over there to work. We can do this together if you are okay with that, Dad.’ I asked Dad, as I took another bite of roast beef.

‘Glad to see you are interested in the alpha duties. I like that. Come see me in the morning as we will work on it.’

‘Okay, Dad.’ I said, glad to see Dad happy about the offer of my help, and not being suspicious of my reason behind wanting that list.

‘Oh Dad,’ I asked as I thought of something else I wanted him to do.

‘Yes?’ he filled his glass of wine and took a long gulp.

‘Can you send out a message to the Alpha’s to send us a tracker if they have one to spare, we are going to need at least three good ones, and waiting with fingers crossed that one is sent is not doing my patience any good. I need to know if we are going to receive some.’ I suggested we needed confirmation that we would get some new trackers. I think ours are overstretched and getting worn out.

‘Excellent idea will do that too in the morning.’ He chuffs and gulps down the last of his wine and leaves the table.