Alpha King & his Trophy

HANNAH I was running in Cleo’s form, watching her honey-colored paws from the back of our shared mind, and listening to the crunching sound of fresh snow. Amazing. I loved letting my wolf take control of my body and just be one with nature. It was the best type of mental hygiene, my personal escape from all the stupid rules that I had to follow as the daughter of the Alpha of Golden Meadows pack. I never liked rules. My mother often said that I was too wild and disobedient, as if I was an alpha male myself. But I only considered life to be too short to spoil it with unnecessary and boring guidelines and policies. “Puppy, where are you? You’re late for your sister’s engagement party and your mother’s already furious.” My father mind-linked me with a tired sigh and even though I was in the woods, and he was in our pack mansion, I could see the wrinkle on his forehead which appeared whenever my mom complained about me. “Coming!” I turned around and sprinted back home. I didn’t forget about Steph’s engagement party, just completely lost track of time. Happened to me quite often when running in my wolf’s form. Anyhow – the party. Ugh. Better to say a hell of boredom. My sister recently agreed to the proposal of dad’s Beta’s son and would soon become his chosen mate. And my parents were all over the moon. Her Highness, Miss Stephanie – an incredibly talented and perfect daughter. Which left me with the title of ‘the other daughter’. Or ‘little accident’ as my brother Hugo used to point out. Yeah, I was the youngest of them all and my mom once said that I wasn’t even planned. How nice. Perhaps that was why she tended to scold me all the time. Hannah, what are you wearing? Hannah, why is there dirt behind your nails? Hannah, why can’t you be more like your sister? And I could continue all day long. But the massive heart attack was yet to come when I announced to my parents that I had applied for the warrior’s program in the Black Forest pack. My mom almost collapsed, and my father hid his face behind his palms, wishing to disappear into thin air. “Lucas, I have the feeling that she enjoys upsetting us. Just tell her something!” Mom whined and dad poured himself a glass of whisky. Double-one. “Puppy, is it really necessary?” He turned to me, and I nodded, smiling from ear to ear. “Dad, I want to be able to defend myself. I know it’s hard to understand it because everything was different when you were my age. Nowadays, she-wolfs have the same opportunities as males and the training school in Black Forest has the best reputation of all. You should be proud that they took me in.” I shot the bulletproof arguments which left my mom speechless and my dad shrugging his shoulders. And just like that, I attended one whole semester in the female warrior program, having the chance to observe how military forces operated. So cool. “Hannah?!” Oopsie. Dad was losing his patience with me. Fortunately, I was already too close to the mansion. Unfortunately, the party had already started, and I would have to pass by all the guests if I wanted to get to my room. I forgot my spare clothes in the woods, of course. Luckily, I was not very shy. I shifted to my human form, covering my boobs just with my hands and decided to sneak in through the kitchen. The party should be in the main living room, so no one was supposed to be in the hallway, and I could just take the stairs. At least that’s what I thought. Wrong… “Oh my Goddess!” My mom cried out loud, massaging her temples in attempt to suppress the forthcoming migraine. My father’s gaze was filled with a pure horror, and he started to growl loudly as all the male guests stared at my exposed body lustfully. Well, I was an Alpha’s daughter, so they found me attractive. “Are you insane?” Stephanie shrieked, her face turning into the face of a raging bull. My oldest brother Jackson swiftly took off his shirt and covered me with it, making all the other she-wolfs drool from all their holes. He was the future Alpha of our pack, so apparently, he was a huge catch and every female’s wet fantasy. My other brother Hugo, the future Beta of our pack, clapped his hands theatrically, not even trying to hide a chuckle. That moron. “Sorry, everyone. I know I am late. I’ll get dressed and join you in a sec.” I smiled and waved to the crowd, but lifting my arm was not the brightest idea as the oversized shirt opened wide and let my breasts jump out to freedom. All three males of my family facepalmed themselves in sync. I didn’t dare to look at mom and Steph, but rather ran to my room. “I think they are angry with us.” Cleo pointed out when I quickly brushed my hair and put on a simple black dress. “You don’t say! Great observation skills, gal.” I arched my brow at her, and we giggled at the same time. She was the same free spirit as me. Our personalities were a perfect match. I came back downstairs and decided to play it low as Steph was already throwing daggers at me and mom avoided me on purpose. I found my best friend Christine standing in the corner with a glass of champagne, eyeing my brother Jackson. Of course. She was part of the fanclub. “So what did I miss?” I chimed in and signaled to one of the Omegas to bring me a glass too. “Jackson has such perfect abs…” “Christine, ew! That’s my relative.” I made a grimace that expressed loathing and vomiting and she rolled her eyes at me. “Sorry… You haven’t missed much. Just the exhibitionist alpha daughter showing her tits.” She mocked me and poked my stomach with her elbow, making me almost spill my champagne. And I must have admitted that I felt a bit ashamed. Just a tiny little wee bit, though. The party was as I expected it to be, i.e. boring. Some dorks stopped by, trying to hit on me, but I ignored them successfully. Mom would be proud. That was sarcasm. Ever since I reached maturity, she had this evil plan in her mind to pair me with some ranked wolf and chain me to his bed as a breeding machine. Or as the humans liked to say – becoming a real housewife trophy. No, thanks. I had other plans. I wanted to be a warrior. Parents didn’t know it yet, but I met a guy from Northwest Crescent pack who recently got a job as a border patroller. We were secretly dating, and he promised to get me a spot in Northwest Crescent as well. Speaking of the devil. My phone beeped as I had just got a text message from Parker, the patroller. “Oooooh. Chris, you will not believe this.” I grinned from ear to ear and my best friend was immediately interested. “Parker just invited me to a secret party organized by his patrolling crew. We should definitely come.” I announced excitedly. I haven’t seen Parker for quite a time and kinda missed him already. Moreover, I wanted to get to third base with him. I had that idea in my head for some time. “Are you sure it’s a good idea? Isn’t it dangerous?” Christine was always too cautious about everything. But I had to encourage her, otherwise we would end up being two old virgin gals drinking sherry and just recalling all the ‘what if’ situations that made us always stay at home. “C’mon, they are patrollers. They have good training and don’t forget that I’m sort of a warrior as well.” I winked at her, and she exhaled sharply but granting me a look of approval. Yes! “Party is it then. We have one hour to get dressed and leave, otherwise we arrive too late and miss all the fun.” I remarked with excitement in my voice. But then, as if a dark cloud of thunderstorm towered over me, I slowly turned around to meet the pair of golden eyes shining with lightning bolts. “You are not going anywhere, young lady. Enough of this rogue behavior!” My father groaned angrily, using his alpha voice at me. Oh, crap!