Chapter 1 - The Alpha
My eyes close as she dips her head to taste the most sensitive part of my body. I curl my fingers through her dirty blonde hair, rock music drowning our sounds pleasure.
She looks up at me. Her eyes mirror my desire; glinting with too much pride, knowing that she's doing it right. She teases me. I growl and grab her by the hair.
"Don't test me." I snap at her. My voice sounded hoarse.
"Mmmm..." is her only reply. She tries unsuccessfully to gently pull her hair from my grasp, looking up at me with pleading doe-like eyes and I can't help but smirk at how helpless and pliant she looks.
She's my flavor of the week and I'm definitely enjoying my time right now. She had her dirty blonde hair tied up in a messy-loose bun, her eyes are deliciously coffee colored, her lips are red from being kissed too much, and her perfect little body writhe as I stiffen my hold at her nape. She's the type of girl most guys worship; she can play male at the tip of her fingers. But no, not right now. Tonight she's at my mercy because she feels it; I'm not like most guys.
My name is Andrew Pears and as a graduate of MD at 23, am already starting my residency for Emergency Medicine. I passed quite a lot of IQ tests with high marks which deemed me suitable to be accelerated in school twice. Everyone knows this, and the ladies definitely know that I'm quite a catch.
However, I am not your typical boy genius. There’s so much more about me than what meets the eyes.
Aside from my remarkable educational achievements, good looks (As what I’ve been told by a handful of reliable references), and my highly known “Player-slash-Womanizer” reputation, I am also a shifter and the Alpha of the Red Claws pack; one of the strongest and most organized pack in the whole continent.
Yes, I am a werewolf. I assumed the responsibility of Alpha when I was able to make my first shift at a very young age. Usually, other werewolves would be able to get their first shift by the age of 16 to 18, but being an Alpha by bloodline (And a strong one at that) I was able to do it at the age of 13.
My age was actually not a big of an issue within our pack. Elders had it approved due to the factual tales that my great, great, grandfather was able to assume the role of an Alpha at the age of 11 plus, I am highly intelligent and greatly trained in combat. I haven’t even had a hard time balancing my responsibilities at the pack and at med school. I know I’ll sound like an ass stating this but, being a boy genius is terrific. Now, I am peacefully reigning over my territory for almost ten years.
But, this blonde hotness isn't really my mate. Just like what I said… She’s only my flavor of the week. I met her at the hospital lobby this morning, throughout the day she's giving me those sexy steams and by the time I’m off duty I just gave up so I pounced on her in one of the hospital’s private rooms where doctors can take a nap. Goodness, it's not that I lost control. I just don't have anything better to do. A girl that hot? Why not? But geeesh... I don’t even know her name.
I’m already 23 and still wasn’t able to find my mate. It’s not actually a choice or failing to do any effort to locate her. I actually did trips from one pack territory to another with hopes in finding this mate of mine but every trip only disappointed me.
My mother actually feared that maybe she has been a member of the Moon Shadows, the pack that had been erased from the surface of the Earth by a large group of rogues way back before I even first shifted. But I hoped not, I knew she’s still alive somewhere so I continued searching for her. All of my efforts stopped when I reached the age of 19. I just lost all hope, maybe my mom was right, maybe she’s really dead. It gave me great sadness to accept her death, I haven’t even met her but it already hurts damn much.
And that was when my womanizing started. All of it to temporarily fill a void in me.
I watch as she pulls back, the corner of her lips twitch up in a naughty manner. Obviously, there's an idea clouding her mind right now. She rubs her palms against my thighs, making me ache for more. I growl silently, sensing that she wants to turn the game on her favor.
“Plead. Beg me to go on.”
My wolf growls. I am Alpha and I never let anyone dominate me! I push her roughly and she lands on the small bed, gasping but clearly more turned on by the harshness of it all. Filthy bitch. I could sense my eyes turning darker every second.
“You can't handle me.” I growl as I pry her thighs open.
She moans as I position myself in between her thighs. She's about to go bat-shit crazy when my mobile started vibrating on the floor. I still, I turn my head and reaches out to answer it.
"No!" The girl grasps my arm. “Don’t answer it.” She says, a little breathless.
Wrong move. What an insolent girl. Nobody tells me what to do! I am Alpha!
“Get your fuckin' hands off of me.” I command in my Alpha voice. Instantly she does as told and scrambles away, eyes wide.
When Alphas show off their power and authority, even humans can do nothing but comply. I remember the first time I was almost given a speed ticket, all I did was growl and then the officer said ‘Never mind, drive slowly next time’.
I pick up my phone and glance at the caller’s ID. It's Cole, my Beta, my second in command. I reach over the music player and turn the rock music off.
“What!?” I yell at the receiver.
“We have a problem.” He says, ever the calm one.
“What now? I’m in the middle of something!”
“I apologize Alpha, but this is urgent.” He tells me. Cole has been my best friend since we were still in diapers and my most trusted person in the pack. “We have a rogue inside our boundaries this evening.”
I snarl. The Red Claws’ territory is known to be merciless when it comes to rogues and trespassers; one step inside the lines and you’re dead before you even know it. This one must be too dumb... that or its too brave for its own sake.
“Have you not dealt with it? What’s the problem?”
“Well, alpha..." I hear him hesitate on the other end of the line.
"Get on with it!" I command, trying to hold on to last bits of my patience.
"This one is fast; none that I have seen before." Then there's voices in the background and I hear Cole silence them before I can make up what they were talking about. "When we were chasing the rogue through the woods it crossed the streets and a car came out of nowhere and hit it. There are 2 humans inside the car when it happened."
“What! Did they see it?” By this I mean the rogue's wolf form. Shifter's wolf forms are huge in size. On an average scale, it is about a size of a cow so a single sighting of it may risk our whole existence known to the whole world and that isn't ideal. We have rules and our anonymity is on top of every rule known.
“No, alpha. Thankfully, it went unconscious and shifted back to its human form just in time. The bad news is, the humans who hit the rogue brought and admitted it in a hospital, your hospital.”
“Fu-!" I try to contain myself. "We can’t risk having it here! In the middle of the town of all places!” I hear the blonde girl whimper as she curl into a ball at the edge of the bed.
“Milly, get your clothes and get out.” I order. I need to get rid of her now.
“I-It’s M-Mindy.” She corrects, shaking because of fear but still not moving a toe.
“GET OUT!” I snap, pointing at the door. Hell, I have no time for this!
She springs from the hospital bed and falls on to the floor. She scrambles for her clothes and leaves the room still half naked. I wait for her to be out of hearing distance and refocus my attention back to the call.
“Send out some men over here and instruct them to guard all hospital exits." I reach for my own clothes, cursing. "Shit Cole, must I have to do everything?"
"I apologize, alpha. I take responsibility for everything."
"Enough. Just do what I told you." I button my shirt and then reach for my lab coat. "I’ll deal with the rogue at the ER.” And then I hit call end button.
I storm out of the room. I can feel my anger steaming off of my body. This is it, the pack first before anything else. I guess I’ll be having my first malpractice tonight.