I, Alpha Alphonso Accept You

Most of the werewolves in the Vagabond Pack never talked of these topics; sex, mate, heat, and anything else regarding touching bodies intimately. Why would they anyway when they had packs to protect? And not once did they sit down and start discussing the possibilities about mates, it was important because no one has ever announced they needed a mate or they have met one. 

No one in the pack had a mate, or so she believed, now, she was unsure if no one had. The fact that she couldn’t help but think someone had but since they never spoke about mates eat her up as she huddled herself in the corner feeling small with no answer.

The Vagabond Pack werewolves would summarize every fighting scene in one go and would fight anything and anyone without batting an eyelash. Indeed, they were the chosen pack only meant to be warriors. 

Most of the warriors in the Vagabond Pack didn’t know their parents because they were brought as pups from Pryden, House of Noirin.

When she was old enough, she asked her father and Alpha Craton and told her, “it is like adopting, but here, we are not sending them to school but training them into assassins.”

It was always like that, pretty simple, everyone would turn into warriors and would dedicate their whole lives to training and whenever they were ready to leave, they would either receive letters from the specific pack or Alpha Ciandra would visit different packs and let them know of their work, after acceptance, the warriors would leave for their duties.

Thinking back to every day after the pack members returned from their duties, Alpha Ciandra tried to scrap her head, trying to recall if she heard anyone speaking about meeting their mates. 

Nothing. 

She began pacing and remembered what the women at the house of Noirin used to say about what would happen when they stayed far away from their mates, and still, she couldn’t remember anyone appearing as though they have left their worlds behind and would wish to discontinue their lives.

Why didn't she ever inquire?

Alpha Ciandra spread her bed and left her room. She ignored her grumbled stomach as she walked through the hallways, at least checking on everyone would calm her mind. 

Outside the packhouse, she saw two wolves at the gate. When she reached where they were, she was disappointed. They were sleeping while standing. Lazy guards they were.

After warning them, she went around the packhouse and found the same happening with other guards. She reprimanded them too and went to her bedroom and laid awake till the first cock crowed. 

She remembered at this time her pack was awake and ready to train and couldn’t help but think of training the wolves here too. 

When the sun rose, she headed to her door and listened to the lazy voices of the werewolves, she felt stupid because any other day, before the return of the alpha aka her mate, she would be on her way to her office.

She felt like a small child hiding from her father after they have done a punishable mistake. “Alpha Ciandra, are you awake?” A timid tone from outside asked.

She stood straight and swung the door, “may I help you?”

“Yes, Alpha Ciandra. The Dark Guards are waiting for you.”

“Right. Thank you.”

“They are at the training field, Alpha.”

“Okay.”

Before Alpha Ciandra asked her name, she run, almost tripping over. She showered and dressed up in brown trousers, a black t-shirt, and some black boots.

The Dark Guards were standing lazily near the fence at the training ground, and by training, it was just a field with only what seemed to be a football goalpost. Alpha Ciandra absentmindedly looked around, searching for Alpha Alphonso, when she didn’t find him, she was happy. She hoped she didn’t see him for the whole day. With lack of sleep and answers, she was sure as hell wouldn’t stand the man even for a minute. 

“Good morning.” She greeted. “I am Alpha Ciandra, sent by my pack to lead the pack when it comes to the pack’s safety. I am not impressed with everything I have seen.” 

Apart from the Dark Warriors, the ones guarding the pack at their territories, she knew everyone by their names, their mates, their children, and hell, even their family history. 

She was clever, and calculating and always knew better than anyone to plan ahead of her. She wasn’t stupid to start working with strangers. Just as she learned of the neighboring packs, knowing the warriors and the guards was important too.

They stared, eyes bored. 

To make them active, she asked their names randomly, and by the time the last one spoke, she knew it was either one; she had to order them as requested by dear Alpha Alphonso or leave and come back with either Beta Pierre or the only alpha.

She was fucked as already she decided not to show her face in front of Alpha Alphonso.  

She knew it was stupid to avoid accepting the inevitable, but what else would she do?

Beta Pierre was a no, no, no.

And ordering them or being feisty wouldn’t cut. As an Alpha and a warrior, she knew the importance of understanding, respect, and equality when it came to training and fighting with fellow warriors. 

If she ordered them, it would yield unfruitfully, and failing was never in her plan.

“Alpha Ciandra, can we leave now.” One of the wolves asked.

She shook her head, “I want us to come up with a training plan.”

“We are trained.” Someone said from behind her, she turned around and met the woman who came to call her earlier,  “I am Callister, the lead guard.”

“Oh.” Her mouth formed the letter ‘o’. She was shocked, she was wrong to think the woman feared her.

“Okay, I need to speak to you after this meeting.”

“Okay.”

“Before I make a plan with Callister, I need to warn all of you, again. The rogues or the hunters don’t send an invitation, they just attack. As such, you shouldn’t leave the gate open.”

“What about the Dark Warriors, what would they be doing when the rogues get into our pack?” Callister challenged.

Alpha Ciandra smiled, “we should be alert at all times, it is just a warning and no one said something like that would happen. Would it kill you if you train yourselves?”

“Are you saying we lack skills?” Callister shot a question.

“Thank you for coming, we will summon you in an hour.” Alpha Ciandra managed to say instead of ordering Callister to shut her ass if she didn’t plan to help. Why did it feel like she was going to work by herself?

“Beta Pierre has called you,” Callister said when they arrived at her office’s door.

“Pardon?”

“Beta Pierre, Ciandra, catch up.”

“When did he call me?”

“When I came to your room, why?”

Alpha Ciandra’s lip raised in amusement, was the woman in front of her Beta Pierre’s sister or what? 

“Meet later?” Callister asked and walked away before she even replied.

Nearing Beta Pierre’s office, she heard murmurs inside, she stopped on her track and listened before she made out who it was, the door opened and Beta Pierre came out, “Ciandra, you shouldn’t keep a man waiting.”

“Hello to you too, asshole.” She greeted.

Beta Pierre laughed, “we are good. We are good. Get in.”

She went in and was about to turn around and exit but found the door open.

In a flash, Alpha Alphonso stood in front of her, he locked their lips together. Alpha Ciandra’s body lit with fire, she closed her mouth tightly, ignoring the alpha’s tongue that was asking permission for her to allow him to lick her.

She tried to push him away, hating every minute his tongue was on her lips.

“What is he doing?” She wondered. Before she could get an answer, the alpha pinched her nipple painfully, making her gasp. It gave him the perfect chance of fully entering his tongue into her mouth.

With all her effort, she pushed him away, he staggered with a smirk on his face, “you are sweet, my mate.”

“Are you stupid? What the fuck is wrong with you? I said I am not your mate.” She said and rubbed his saliva from her lips.

“You are, let us confirm.” He pulled her into her, her knees almost giving up, he grabbed her by the neck, and whispered, “I will mark you and we shall see what happens. You do know if a wolf is marked by someone who isn’t their mate, they die? Right? Now, allow me, my love.” 

Alpha Ciandra could hear in his voice, he meant every word of what he said. She didn’t want to be marked. Hell, she didn’t want a mate. Suddenly, she didn’t have any power left in her. She was unsure if it was panicking or because the alpha had more energy than her.

“No. Don’t. Please.” She said. 

“Accept me as your mate.” He whispered.

“No.”

“I guess marking you it is.” The alpha returned his lips to her earlobe, licking slowly towards her neck, she tried her best to push him, and when she was almost certain he would mark her, he stopped and moved away.

Alpha Ciandra let out a relieved sigh as she took a step backward.

“I, Alpha Alphonso of the Dark Shadow Pack, accept you, Alpha Ciandra Craton of the Vagabond Pack.” He paused, taking in Alpha Ciandra’s shaken figure. “Now, accept me.” He ordered.