An Alpha Who Nose

Introduction

I’m a simple man. I like simple uncomplicated things. I also hate a lot of things. My world is full of gray matter. Inconsistency that make my life a living hell but peaceful at the same time. I keep my wolf in check at all times. He’s very dominant and is tired of the disrespect I receive and do nothing about. I’m not a coward I just can’t beat sense into every single person that shows me hostility. Which is what my wolf wants. I’m 28 years old, biracial, and the biggest asshole you will ever meet. Why? You ask. It’s simply because I can’t be the wolf I’m meant to be. That simple fact is killing my wolf. If I don’t get him to settle soon I’ll go rogue and be a mindless murderous monster. A feral wolf maiming and hurting people until someone stronger than me puts me down like mad dog. There’s one person I know that is stronger and I don’t think he’ll provide that distinct service. My father, Eldon, retired Alpha of the Blackstone pack. Although he’s told me on occasions "I brought you in this world, I’ll take you out ” I don’t think this particular instance is what he meant.

Chapter 1 McKenzie

“I really don’t want to go to this bachelor party”. I say aloud to Lindsay while I’m really thinking, I really don’t want to go to this fucking bachelor party. I hate socializing. I hate bars. I hate loud music and my wolf hates everything else. We’re a special blend of antisocial. The one person I do like is the person making me go. “My brother wants to get to know you, bond even” she whines. She knows how much I hate things but still she pushes for me to go and I guess getting to know her family wouldn’t be the end if the world. So, I suck it up and start to get ready. She puts up with a lot from me so I’ll give her this. T-shirt and jeans is the best it’s going to get. I slip on my pants, throw on my t-shirt and I’m done.“That it?” She’s asks. “Yes” I answer with my wrinkled clothing because let’s face it, who am I trying to impress?Lindsay rolls her eyes. Her sassy attitude gets my dick hard and just like that I have the perfect plan. If we’re fucking neither one of us is going to any party, right? Mind made up I make my move. I start to walk towards her and she immediately throws up her hands to stop me. “Nuh- huh ” she says as she wiggles her finger with acrylic nails shaped like claws at me. I wish they were real claws then she could at least mark me. I push that thought right out my head. She knows me too well and I tell her so. That little comment gets me another eye roll. Lindsay knows what that shit does to me and yet she does it again. That bratty submissive shit get me all riled up. Lindsay is trying to get fucked. If she was my mate she’d just give me what I wanted. Hell, if she was my mate the bachelor party wouldn’t be an option. No she-wolf submissive or otherwise would ever allow such fuckery. Hell, no wolf would want to go.

Basically, I’m a lone wolf because of a birth defect that everyone sees as a omen from the moon goddess. I have a pack but most of them don’t like to see me around. Except my Alpha. My bad-ass sister Naomi. Naomi is the sole reason I still have a pack and a girlfriend. How pathetic is that? I have the potential to be an Alpha but my birth defect makes it hard for others to respect me. At first, I thought I could just make them respect me with fear and a very heavy hand but that was not the right way to win over a pack so my father and the elders saw fir to stripe me of my title. After that stunt I descended down through the ranks. I’m not the lowest but I’m not high enough in the pecking order to get respect. I figured out, after I hit rock bottom, it’s better to be respected than feared as a leader.

I met Lindsay, my girlfriend, after an awful relationship with a another she-wolf shifter who isn’t my mate either. Power hungry bitch but good in bed. She wanted the clout and power my birthright could get her but wasn't willing to stand by my side and fight through the rough shit. What could have been a opportunity for us to rise to the occasion to be better leaders for the pack turned I to a shit show that revealed her true colors.

I met Lindsay when my sister met her mate and soon to be husband Carlos, a human, that’s why they’re getting married. I was introduced to his sister Lindsay. She is what you call safe. Lindsay was cute, nice and we hate a lot of the same things. She is how I will settle my wolf. I sound like a dick. I am a dick but no female shifter will come near me because they won't miss out on a mating bond for some loser who can keep an Alpha position. Mates are a perfect mixture of love, possessiveness and devotion. I’m goddess forsaken why would anyone trade the two. I’m different from other wolves. They look down on me because apparently, I’m Goddess cursed. I was born anosmic, without the ability to smell, this is a very big deal for any shifter but for a wolf I’m damned. Wolves are led by our noses. It's how we to sniff out our mates. Its how we survive. So, if the Goddess didn’t see fit for me to smell that led everyone to the conclusion that I didn’t have a mate. When we got the news from the pack doctor my mother broke down. Her son, the future Alpha, was destined by the Moon Goddess herself to live and die alone. She cried and cried for days because I don’t have a soul mate out there somewhere. Someone to complete me the way her and my father complete each other. Enough of thinking about that shit. I shake the thoughts off and make my move on Lindsay. She’s preening like a proud peacock in the mirror getting ready for the bachelorette party. She looked damn good with her alabaster skin. That short ass red dress and high heels we’re coming off. Hell, she could leave them on as long as she took her panties off. I sneak up behind her, slow my movements but she already sees me. She just acting like she doesn’t. I know Lindsay just as well as she knows me. I picked her up. Her legs immediately wrapped around my waist. I'm getting just what I want but really it's both of us winning here. I carry her to the bed and throw her in the middle. She's giggling and breathing heavy and staring up at me with wide eyes. I issued my first order. I say, "Put your hands on the headboard and don't move them until I tell you. She put her hands above her head so fast it would’ve been funny if my dick wasn’t so hard. Dress pulled up, panties pulled to the side roughly and torn slightly. I’m rough with her but she likes it. As I drop to my knees readying myself to taste the arousal I can’t smell she stops me with,“Please McKenzie give me what I need.” I strip out of my clothes slowly with one eyebrow raised. I climb up her body and then proceed to push the head of my dick up and down her wet slick folds. I press down on the clit and she let's out a longing moan that almost makes me give in. Not yet, not now, I got her just where I want her. She pushing up to meet me when I ask her, " What do you need?" I rub my hardness through her wetness once more and she demands, "Mac fuck me!" With the utterance of those words I couldn’t deny her. I can’t hold off. I entered her to the hilt in one thrust and was immediately rewarded when she explodes on my dick. Clenching around me. Holding me tight to her with her legs high on my waist. Making me want more of her. So, I take more. I start to move in and out of her and I know this session won’t last long because I’m so close already. Then she’s squeezing tighter and tighter until I can't hold my own. She climaxes again minutes later and I had to let go. “Damn fuck shit.” I call out. Her reply is a simpering sigh followed by a laugh and then jokingly said,“That’s why you’re marrying me”