The badass alpha is my mate (Book #1 badass alpha series)

5. Caroline Brown, the daughter of the rival pack’s alpha.

5. Caroline Brown, the daughter of the rival pack’s alpha.**

The night hushed in as the lamp posts around the pack house were put on. They burned like little moons around it, illuminating the walls of the castle under the half moon. Clouds were dark and the stars peeked seldom through them as the hours grew old and stale.

The smell of alcohol was bad. It covered the entire area around the pack house, even from the inside. Soon after taking the throne and becoming the alpha, Emmett changed the map of the entire pack. He changed the majority of the rules. He removed seventy plus wolves from the pack army, hence making them rogues.

Not only that, he allowed some she-wolves to be used for the pleasure of the mateless wolves of the pack but— only on their agreement. He himself was perplexed when a bunch of women approached him with the thought. Now that they didn’t mind becoming the ‘pleasuring wolves’ then why would he?

In fact, it was good that there were several women offering themselves for the mateless wolves as well as the soldiers. It would keep them composed and work with concentration.

Apart from that he also did some great works like freeing the women who were forced into pleasuring the soldiers. He allowed women to have a kitty party twice in a month and also permitted a bunch of interested females into the pack army.

He might be a man-w***e but he did some eye-catching work after taking his position as an Alpha.

“So Aura, are you ready for the fun ride!” Smirking deviously at his new mistress with a devilish expression Emmett exclaimed. He slowly made her lay on the bed down and hovered over her.

Laying on the bed completely naked, all set to go ahead for a naughty night Emmett put the lights off. It was going to be another sexy night for him.

Emmett ’s point of view…

It was fun with Aura. I must say she very well knew how to pleasure someone. And a smart ass too. She actually lured me— an alpha-to-be, seeing her benefits that can give her power and position in the pack. But that is not my concern. As long as she gives me what I want, I don’t mind letting her take advantage of her position as my mistress. I love clever and mean people after all.

I don’t even have a mate so far. And I don’t intend to keep one now. In fact there is something I was told about my future, by the fortune-teller of my training school which I did not know how to react to.

He claimed that— I was a moonborn wolf.

A wolf coming from the family of the moon goddess. Her descendants. And the descendants of her family were blessed to have their own wolf's.

The fortune-teller told me that— I was not mated to anyone by the moon goddess; rather she has rewarded me with this opportunity to choose one on my own. And the chosen one shall be my strength and companion for the rest of my life.

I was happy because I didn't have to reject anyone if that woman was not upto my expectations. I took it as an advantage and enjoyed messing around with many women.

I've grown a bit lazy in this regard as I don't have to worry about having a mate. Because I am well off without a mate. My strength won't decline or diminish if I don't have a mate— Which is a plus point.

Now that everything regarding the mating thing lies in my hands, I can choose the mate I want according to my desires. Anyone I want at any time. There is really no apprehension of finding a mate on this land and other s**t. Instead I just have to choose someone, just put my finger on her and she’d be mine. And till then I can stay happy with Aura.

The moon constantly kept hiding in the veil of the dark clouds and peeked out over the horizon from time to time. I was getting to see this hide and seek game from my huge floor to ceiling well furnished window with sliding doors. It was giving me a good view of the atmosphere laying outside.

Fog had the night engulfing in its hold with the moon shining with its silvery incandescence as it kissed every object it came in contact with. I can sense the temperature and the condition outside falling just by looking at the rippling black clouds moving around the celestial body.

Even though the windows were closed and I had Aura sleeping partially clinging to my arm on my left, in the room with closed windows and doors— I could utterly listen to the chiming of the night insects and the suspenseful sound of the dark night via my powerful hearing abilities.

It worked as a lullaby to my ears and I was slowly falling asleep. My eyes being dizzy and tired, blinked several times before I put them close while pulling the blanket close to my chest, hugging it tightly. I had almost given up on my consciousness and was just on the edge of falling asleep when— I heard someone's cries.

My eyes shot up, I raised myself on an elbow and peaked towards the window, "Who's it crying at this hour of night?"

I quickly sat erect on the bed as I tried to listen to various noises coming from outside. Of all, the cries seemed to vibrate my ear drums strongly.

It was a slow painful whimpering of a female. Also I can very well listen to someone's teeth woefully rattling in the cold night.

To the best of my knowledge, all the females here are wolves and no humans. We do not intend on keeping human slaves for the sake of anything as we respect every creature equally. But my curiosity was at its peak as the shuddering of teeth increased gruesomely.

From what I know, the female wolves can keep themselves warm better than the males as they have to take care of the pups too, so it is a functioning of a female wolf’s body that it ignites more heat as compared to the male wolf. That being recalled, I was desperate to know who it was crying at this moment while shivering in the cold.

My hands automatically took the trouble of siding the quilt as I pushed myself out of the bed. I wanted to see who was struggling to survive the cold cruel night. And above all I wanted to see who she was?

Was she a human or any other creature as I couldn't smell her wolf either.

Grabbing my clothes that were laying on the floor near my bed, I quickly put them on within no time and walked near the window whose curtains were pulled together in the side hence bringing to my view the beautiful dark night. I worked onto the sliding doors, opening them on one side. Soon as I successfully withdrew my hand, the harsh waves of wind slapped my face and bare torso as I had not yet put on the shirt.

No sooner had I walked out on the balcony attached to the window and took a look outside— than my ears kind of felt getting attracted to the clunking noise of the teeth. It was pulling me toward it. I saw the night watchers doing their duties determiningly.

From the looks of their faces it was hard to comprehend whether they could listen to the same noise or it was just me who was having an illusion.

I gasped as the sound of cries grew louder. It belonged to the same girl. I can sense the same sound wave that has striked my cochlea earlier. It was coming from the back side of the Pack house.

I quickly grabbed my shirt which I spotted underneath my study table before leaping down on the solid ground through the window swiftly. It could be any woman who might have snuck inside in order to take shelter.

My heart was dancing with an unknown feeling. The curiosity was so high that my normal walking turned into a hasten race that came to halt only when I reached the backyard. Having left dazed and confused on finding no one but a small cabinet located exactly under a big banyan tree, I blankly stared at it.

The noise was coming from the other side of the cabinet. It was broken. The door had holes. The roof was cracked. With just a single blow it could demolish.

However, what kept me occupied was the smell lingering around it. The smell was delicious as I got a hint of a powerful woman with leniency struggling to breathe inside.

Even her clattering of teeth sounded wild as if she didn’t have anything to keep herself warm which is why she was on the edge of giving up on her life and saying a goodbye— but her laborious breathing told otherwise. She was fighting.

“Hey, come here.” The watcher who was on the round had stopped by to salute me during his duty when I decided to call him. “I can hear someone crying inside and shivering in the cold. Who is it? She disturbed my sleep.” Yeah you are right, I was hardly sleeping still I pretended to have been disturbed when I was actually inquisitive to see who was inside.

Having locked my eyes with the door of the cabinet I wished I had the ability to look through. Then I could also see who was inside, staying in that cabinet— that had a broken roof, and living separately here in this place than inside the pack house.

“I am extremely sorry to hear that alpha, there stays the daughter of our rival pack’s alpha, Caroline Brown. But don’t you worry alpha, I will just go and shut her mouth up.”

There stays the Daughter of the rival pack’s alpha? Why?

Why would an alpha let his daughter stay in any other pack that too in a broken cabinet that looks like a witch’s hut from afar? Is she there because her father died and my father gave her a shelter in our pack? Or is it because she was kicked out of her pack?

So many questions and the answer was not available even for a single question. My mind flooded with more questions that I desired to seek a reply for however, “No, wait!” I called back the watcher, he looked back at me, immediately stopping in his tracks.

“Go back to your duty, I would like to see her myself.” I said.

His eyes widened in amusement. It overwhelmed me more. He reminded me of one of my batch mates in the training institution who had this habit of conveying information with the help of his eyes. He would widen or shrink them depending upon the intensity of the info.

But here the case was different. Although he was amused and a bit shocked, I can still see there was something I had no idea about.

“As you say, dear alpha.” He curtsied down in front of me and vanished from my view, real quick.

I looked at the cabinet while taking a deep breath as I initiated my walk in its direction. So, Caroline Brown, your name sounds interesting! Let's see whether you are as interesting as your name physically too.

Tbc…