CHAPTER 3
ALPHA ZYK
I position the little rankless she-wolf’s ass steadily to my dck, warning her to not come as I pounded hard and deep into her core.
I hated it when the females I possessed were trying to get their own orgasm while I was still hard and thrusting. It made them seem like they had a will of their own, but no female who caught my fancy should ever have a will of her own.
It was clear that I was growing feral by the day. But who wouldn’t without a mate? It wasn’t my fault but that of the moon goddess who had selfishly refused to give me a mate for over hundreds of years of my existence.
I needed a Luna, a strong-willed one who might bring calm to my burning soul. But I didn’t know if I would ever be that lucky. Females generally were weak and too easily subdued and manipulated, especially when one had power and authority.
I had searched the whole werewolf realm, kidnapped little girls from their families and summoned the old sorceress Gosh to tell me if any one of them would turn out to be my mate.
None of that worked, as Gosh would always stare deep into the eyes of the shivering she-wolves, turn to me and say with her frail, disappointed voice, “She is not the one, Alpha,” and then move closer to me, “When you meet her, you would not need me to tell you she’s the one.”
I shrugged the memory aside as I continued thrusting into the wetness of the female whimpering beneath me. I had no idea if it was out of pain or pleasure, neither did I care.
Black, my wolf, was running wild in my head. He loved the sex but wasn’t comfortable with the females I was having them with. He only wanted our mate, the one who held the other part of our soul which was beginning to sink into nothingness.
I stopped thinking I was capable of love anymore, the more reason I just needed to find her and make her mine, make her heal my soul and give me an heir. I wouldn’t treat her wrong when I eventually found her, depending of course on how much she would submit to me.
Submission, total submission, submission to my will, submission to what I want for her, how I want her to look, things I want her to say and things I want her to do. I can’t help it, but I want absolute submission from any female who would be in my life.
“Alpha…” the female under me muttered in a weak, exhausted voice. I increased my pace of thrusting as her core made quaffing sound ushering me to my own imminent release.
I grunted deeply, shuddering with pleasure, suddenly recalling I had a meeting with other Alphas from the twelve forests pack that made up the Werewolf realm.
I rolled away from above her, disgusted by her shallow whimpering and more annoyed by the thought of sitting amongst those old Alphas who liked to act like they had all the ancient wisdom preinstalled in them.
After the demise of my father, the king of Alphas, I moved the motion of introducing modern technology to our world to make our lives easier, but those old power hungry hags kicked so adamantly against it, especially their cheerleader, Alpha Agro, suddenly forgetting I was their new king and not the young clueless soon to be Alpha anymore.
Now that the technology was in our world, these old imps seem to be enjoying it the most and shamelessly for that matter, overlooking the time they were so much against it, the issue almost caused a revolt. They took pictures with the smart phones, communicated on different social media platforms and even formed private group chat where they could comfortably slander me, thinking I would never be aware.
I scowled as I washed myself thoroughly under a hot shower, making sure to get the stink of the rankless she-wolf off me. I should get the stewards to change those sheets even though this wasn’t my main room. Urgh, I couldn’t imagine fcking this low lives in my main bedroom!
And they knew my rules; no hanging around me after sex. I always kicked them out. And if any of them started acting clingy like they were catching feelings or something, I just did away with that one straight away.
A loud bang was heard from the main door. I already knew who it was, Curtis, my beta. He had most likely come to remind me of the meeting and must've gone to look for me at my office or main bedroom before coming here. He was well aware of what I d in this room and would always disapprove as usual but would never dare tell me to my face. Or maybe not.
He was always the kind, women respecter and good wolf whom everyone loved. He never had countless sex ventures like me, he insisted on waiting for his mate. I could never be like him though, never, ever, not even in a next life.
I emerged from the bathroom with a white towel tied around my waist while Curtis stood in front of the door looking smart and set in low cut green hair and suit. I hated the green hair, but it looked great on him so I couldn’t complain.
“Alpha,” he bowed in greeting, clearing his throat loudly, staring at the rumpled sheets on the bed with disapproval as I went about getting some clothes on. “All the twelve Alphas are here already. They’re waiting for you.”
“Of course they would be here already,” I said, slipping into my joggers and white polo shirt. “They called the meeting themselves, what else should I expect?”
Curtis stifled a chuckle. He was the meek-hearted wolf but he despised those Alphas as well. Their hypocrisy and greed were just too glaring.
“I’ll join them soon, Curt, let me go get some proper clothes in my room.” I told him and strolled out of the sex-reeking room towards my main bedroom.
The royal castle of the Red Forest was a five floor Victorian building with modern technology now installed, giving it the appearance of an old, grand house with a new look. The castle was nestled beside a beach and I could see the sea from the window of my bedroom on the fifth floor.
The fifth floor was for me alone. My office, bedroom, recreational room and sex room were all up here while the other floors were for my foster sister Trisha, and some of the castle stewards and stewardesses.
Curt followed behind and I went to my room and dressed up for the meeting. I passed the law of putting on suits for meeting. Our ancient royal dress code was a real hassle. I wasn’t a fan of suits as I would rather be in simpler outfit, but suit was better and more professional than the regalia and robe other Alpha kings before myself wore.
The throne room where I was to meet with the other Alphas fell as silent as a grave yard immediately my beta announced my entrance. I strode in and sat on the throne as they all bowed their heads in greetings to me.
I nodded at them and took my seat on the throne while they took theirs as well. The throne room was situated on the ground floor of the castle. It was the largest hall with glass windows and artistically sculptured chairs for the Alphas and a throne made by one of the most famous sculptors who made the throne with rare irons during the reign of the first Alpha king.
Lights filled the hall as dusk was falling with the setting sun. One of my new amendment of the pack's law was fixing every important meetings like this only during evenings. Meetings that included more than two wolves. So all Alpha meetings were held around sunset.
I had more important things to do during the day in my office, training grounds and of course, sex room.
However this meeting wasn’t called by me but by the twelve Alphas, I wondered what they wanted to talk about, summoning meetings even though they obviously hated coming to the castle.
I wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, so I spoke up first as expected. The secretary in charge of taking the minutes sat by the far side of my right, next to Curtis. He opened the laptop ready to start typing. He was the youngest Alpha here, Alpha Don, the one who is obviously more acquainted with tech devices and was more useful than those oldies sitting in front of me right now.
“So I’m sure most of us have other things to do today, so I suggest we get it over with as soon as possible,” I spoke up first, making them aware that I wouldn’t let them waste my time beforehand. “Of what purpose is this meeting?” I asked raising an eyebrow at Alpha Agro, the group’s spokesperson.
“Your grace,” Alpha Agro got up quickly and stood before me, bowing his head to speak. “The reason for this meeting is the issue concerning your mating situation, and we as wolves under you have been deeply worried,” he paused, standing more erect.
I stifled a laugh. If ones doesn’t know how cunning and manipulative Alpha Agro is, they would believe him instantly with the way he was sounding like he really cared.
Worried indeed.
However, I decided to play along.
“I’m deeply touched by you genuine interest and worry about me, Agro, but I can assure you that I’m fine. I’m sure the Moon Goddess has her reasons.” I retorted calmly, and caught Curtis giggling silently from the side of my eyes.
“Oh, we’re sure you are, Alpha,” came his cordial reply, “However, every one of us here understand the importance of a strong Luna by your side in running not only the pack but the whole realm for that matter.”
It instantly became clear what they were driving at, but I had to ask any way. “Your words ring true, Agro, but what should I do since the Goddess isn’t answering on time?”
“Well, your grace,” he cleared his throat and turned to probably gather momentum from his fellow comrades, “We might have a suggestion that we have given a long and hard thought, we believe it would work.”
“So what could that be, if I may ask?” I leaned forward, burning holes into him with my gaze. But Agro didn’t answer me, instead, one of his minions, Alpha Abel stood up with zero confidence.
“We suggest you get a chosen mate, Alpha.” he managed to cough out, sending the room to absolute silence.
Curtis wasn’t amused by the drama anymore, he was obviously shocked and suddenly itching to get up. I saw it coming anyway, so I wasn’t. I continued my charade of asking questions whose answers I already knew.
Relax, Curt, I mind-linked my angry beta.
“As you all know, I have no current interest at the moment or do you have any she-wolf in mind at the moment?” I relaxed on my throne, a smile playing at the corner of my lips.
“After looking through all of the females in the realm, we came to a unilateral conclusion that Heather Strove, daughter of Alpha Agro Strove of The Green Forest Park. She is beautiful, strong and smart, a great fit for you, Alpha.” he said like an announcement and my head shot up.
So this is it huh? You conniving bastards!
I glared at Alpha Agro disbelievingly as he kept his head bowed like a real loyal subject. “Do you agree to giving your daughter away to me as a Chosen mate, Agro?” I asked in a condensing tone.
“For the good of the realm, without question.” he answered with a comported voice.
“Fine then,” I shrugged, tired of the meeting already. “Bring her to the castle tomorrow, the sorceress would conduct the ritual for us to be joined.”
So many reactions surfaced at my finalization. Curt got up abruptly, his eyes almost bulging with anger and shock.
You can’t give up your faith on your mate, Alpha! He almost yelled at me through our mind-link.
Agro looked up at me surprise written all over his face and looked back down almost immediately. They all didn’t expect me to agree so easily, so they could get a reason to turn the mind of the realm against me.
I would take his daughter and if I liked her, I would keep her. I was sick of the mate thing, anyway.
“That would be all for today,” I said and strode out of the throne room with then other Alphas bowed and Curt scrambling behind me.