One Night Stand With The Alpha

Wednesday 26th June 1991—Daniel

When I woke up I knew my brother was in the house again, and I regretted the fact I had not been as hard on him when he showed up before as I should have been. As I got dressed, I thought about what I was going to do when I went downstairs, and I had decided he was not going to leave the house without a fresh wound to remember this trip by before I even got to the door.

He was drinking coffee in my kitchen again, looking just as infuriatingly smug as he had done before and he raised his hand to stop me saying a word before I had a chance to tell him he was about to regret showing up again; his sickening smile told me I was about to receive a message from my father.

Apparently, I had been gone for long enough, and I was expected back home sooner than we had agreed when I left.

I had just planned a summer in the city with Marlene, and it felt deeply unfair that my last chance to decide what I wanted for myself was being ripped away from me now that I had finally found something that made me happy.

I didn’t have the heart to fight with Karl after he had finished telling me everything our father had relayed to him. I just felt angry, and frustrated in a way that attacking my pig of a younger brother would really not help.

He left, reassuring me that he was going back home and had no interest in coming back and wasting any more of his precious time on me. He made it clear that he was not bothered by what I planned on doing - he didn’t want me to come back, he wanted to take our father’s place as Alpha.

I nearly told him he was welcome to the role. I didn’t want to give up everything now that I knew I didn’t have to be miserable.

His announcement left me feeling so tense and frustrated that I was itching to transform, but there was nowhere for me to go and nothing I could do about it. I had been dreading this feeling since I arrived in the city. I knew it was a risk, but I had not counted on my brother making it worse.

There was only one other thing that might help me get rid of the feeling, and I picked up the phone and dialed in Marlene’s number without even thinking twice. She sounded upbeat, but I was too distracted to tell her I was glad her father had not upset her too much.

“Are you free today?”

She sounded cheerful when she responded, but I was not looking to spend time with her enjoying the city and having innocent fun.

“Daniel…”

Fuck. I had been distracted and left an awkward silence that betrayed the fact I was not in a good mood.

“I want you… I’m pissed off, and frustrated, and I need to clear my head. This isn’t about getting to know each other or sharing our emotions. I need you to know that because…I actually like you. I need to know you aren’t going to regret it, or feel like I am using you, because I am really not in the mood to be romantic. This isn’t a kinky role play thing. I am not going to hold you in my arms and tell you the time we spend together is magical when we're done… I just need a release right now. If you’re not comfortable with that, I would rather find someone else to have a meaningless hook up with, and I….”

“…for the love of god, please stop talking.”

She hung up, and I instantly regretted being such an asshole to her because I had probably ruined her day and I was still not going to be any less frustrated.

The worst part was that I didn’t want to find someone else. It was so easy to say that, but it didn’t mean I could actually do it. If I got as far as sleeping with someone else, I would only end up regretting it and, as much as I hated to admit it, I would feel like I had betrayed Marlene.

I started to make plans to get away for a few days.

She would probably think I was angry at her, or that I was spending my time screwing some nameless woman I had picked up in a bar, and that only made me feel more tense.

I thundered back up to my room and shoved some clothes into a backpack without thinking much about where I was going to go.

I just needed to get away, and by the time I had found somewhere that looked reasonable on the battered old map with campsites marked in a blue marker pen, I felt like I was barely going to make it before I had to transform.

The idea that Marlene might actually be open to coming over had not even crossed my mind, and I had never felt anything close to the way I did when I realized she was at my door.

I pulled it open, expecting to find the timid young woman I was feeling way too much for, but she was not at all timid this time.

She shoved me hard in the chest and slammed the door behind her, leaving me in no doubt that she had come over because she didn't have a problem with my need to f**k my feelings away.

She pushed me against the wall, knocking the things I had put down ready to leave from the table in the hall as she did, and when she kissed me, it was in a way that was like a challenge more than anything else.

My heart was racing, and I was completely at her mercy when she ran her hands up my shirt and dug her nails into my chest as she bit my lip, and I felt a rush of adrenaline surge through me.

I didn’t know if this was what I needed, or if it was her that I had needed, but it didn’t matter - all that mattered was the fact I was not consumed by a need to transform into my wolf form anymore.

She whimpered when I slid my hand between her legs, and I was cursed with the sudden realization that this was probably going to be the last time I ever made her moan that way.

I was going to have to leave her, and there nothing I could do to change that.

She pulled me towards the stairs, and it shook that thought from my head.

I was only interested in her, and the way she made me feel.

She was everything I would have wanted in a mate but she could never be mine and it hurt… it was driving me crazy…she was in my head, and my heart, and all I wanted right now was for her to be in my bed.

She teased me afterwards.

It was good natured, but she couldn’t resist, because I had been so adamant that I was not going to hold her in my arms today, and yet that is exactly what had happened.

I wasn’t frustrated anymore, and I couldn’t possibly explain that to her when it was for reasons that were far from anything a human could possibly understand.

She kissed my chest, and it sent a shiver through me.

I thought she was about to prove that she was happy to leave emotions out of things again, but she sat up beside me and started to braid her hair absentmindedly.

"Did you find… someone else?"

I smiled.

She was trying to hide how jealous that idea made her.

"No."

"But you were about to go somewhere, weren't you? There was a bag in the hallway and…"

"...and the idea of doing what we just did with another woman was far less appealing to me than running away for a few days."

She blushed, but she didn't try to hide the fact she was relieved.

"Am I keeping you from your trip?"

There it was again; that naivety that I found so damned endearing.

"No… but I think it might be nice to go."

"Oh…"

She sounded so disappointed that I couldn't help but laugh.

"Together. I think it might be nice to go together."