Chapter 1
HIM
With a grown I kick the blanket off me and roll out of bed. Deciding to take a shower, I shuffle into the bathroom, rubbing sleep from my eyes on the way.
I set the water to warm and rest my head against the wall, allowing the heat to cascade down my back. Feeling the need for release, I glide my hand down my front to grip my cock. I slowly begin to pump myself with slow strokes, up and down, up and down. My breathing becomes laboured as I tighten my fist and tug harder at my length, the sound of my skin slapping fills the bathroom as my hand repeatedly hits my hilt. Finally, with a guttural groan, I throw my head back and bust my load all over the tiles. I jerk my 12 inches a few more times, riding out my orgasm and making sure all my cum has leaked out, before finishing washing and turning off the shower.
Walking to my closet I grab a shirt and dress pants; I had a morning meeting with my council and wanted to look my best. Throwing them on, I head downstairs for breakfast.
“Morning Miriam,” I smile at the cook, as I slide into a seat at the marble island in the centre of the kitchen. She has worked in the palace for just over 25 years and has become a great friend of mine as well as a respected member of staff. Not everyone can put up with Royal werewolves day after day, but Miriam performs her job with ease.
“Good morning Alpha, what can I get you today?”
“Umm...bacon and scrambled eggs on toast, sausages, cereal and a cup of your finest coffee please.” What can I say, I have a healthy appetite.
"Of course Alpha, it won’t be a minute.” And with that, she busies herself with preparing the food, with the help of her sue chefs: Amanda and Todd.
While I wait, I mindlink my Royal Beta, “Gabriel, do you have the paperwork for the meeting? I would like to go over it before seeing the council.”
It takes a moment for him to reply, but soon I hear his voice fill my head, “Yes Alpha, I’ll bring them down now.”
Nodding my thanks to the cooks, I dig into the food while it’s still warm, relishing the exquisite taste; only the best for my family.
I hear Gabe’s heavy footsteps on the stairs before I see his broad frame round the corner. He stands about 6′4 to my 6′5, with well-set shoulders, dirty blond hair and cheeky green eyes that I’ve known all my life. We’ve been best friends since birth, so it wasn’t a surprise to anyone when I made him my second in command when I inherited the throne.
“Here you go, boss man,” he remarks as he places the folder down next to me with a flourish. Snorting at his antics, I flip it open with my free hand and start reading while eating my cereal:
- a human rebel base has been discovered by the Willow Pack during a scouting mission, leading to the capture of 2 males and the harming of 4 others. Their Alpha has requested reinforcements to carry out a rescue and seizure operation to free the prisoners and tack over the research facility -
"How long ago was this request submitted?” I ask through a mouthful of Riceicles.
“Uh, 3 days ago Alpha.”
-surveillance teams have learned that the facility appears to reside mostly underground, the true scale of the structure is still unknown-
“How long will it take to gather sufficient warriors and supplies?”
“Four hours, max Alpha.”
-we are unsure of how to proceed safely without risking lives, and any assistance would be much appreciated-
“Very well. Send word, we leave at noon.”
