2-Alpha Whimp

Fran- I’m bigger.

Me- I can’t shift.

Fran- I know, but if you let me come to the surface, he won’t notice; but you can take him down.

Me- Do it, before he kills me.

I feel Fran come forward, but I stay in human form. She grabs his ears and pulls his head down, then does and flip onto his back. Using our thighs, she squeezes until he submits.

“What is going on?” Alpha Devon demands.

Fran gives me back control.

“Young Alpha Atlas attacked me, and I defended myself,” I tell the Alpha without hesitation. “He was angry over me defeating him in training. But my father has trained me to fight wolves.”

Fran- Good, get the truth out fast.

Me- I hope he believes me.

Fran- He used his Alpha tone; you can’t lie to him as far as he knows.

Me- That was Alpha tone?

Fran- Yeah, we aren’t affected. You never noticed.

Me- No, I didn’t.

Grab- Love you human, but you are dumb.

“Son,” Alpha Devon looks pissed.

“She needs to learn respect,” a now naked Atlas snarls.

Fran- I expected more from an Alpha. He has an Omega dick.

I almost laugh but stifle it.

“We teach respect in the ring, clearly you haven’t learned the lesson,” Alpha Devon snaps. “You will not take over as Alpha until you learn respect.”

Atlas looks at me and narrows his eyes. Yeah, I’m in for it.

Fran- Let the little dick bring it on, I’m not scared.

Me- Me neither, we are better fighters.

Fran- That, cuz we are trained.

“What type of a bitch beats the Alpha?” Marianna and her minions have me cornered in the locker room at school.

“If I can beat an Alpha, you and your,” I look around thinking of the right word for her group.

Fran- Whores, bitches, shanks, sluts, tarts, tramps, floozies, harlots, bimbos, deerns, vesen, perempuan nakal, putas, slynas.

Me- How many languages do you know?

Fran- You did that internet search for the word slut that time. I remembered my favorites.

“Friends will be no problem,” I tell her, trying not to laugh at Fran. I love her some much.

“Oh please, there are 8 of us and one of you,” Marianna flips her hair.

“Marianna, I am in the Elite Class for a reason. I kicked all your boyfriend’s asses, so I’m not scared. Move on,” I tell them, pushing through them.

“You should be, Atlas asked me out, he is my boyfriend now. He is planning your demise,” Marianna smirks.

“He can plan for it, but it will be another failure for him,” I smirk and walk away.

“You look bad sis,” Wesley comments a few weeks later during training.

“Thanks, I had to fight off Alpha Atlas, Beta Frank, and Gamma Tommy to get here,” I tell him.

“Tell Alpha Devon, he needs to know,” Wesley tells me.

“Yeah, I know,” I say.

After another 11 months of attacks, I finally had enough and made an appointment with Alpha Devon.

“He is Alpha in a week,” Alpha Devon reminds me after I show him proof and tell him everything.

“I’m sorry, but he has done this. I have only two weeks until I’m 18, I am worried his pursuit will awaken my wolf before she is ready and hurt me, the human half,” I explain.

Fran- Nice Cover.

Alpha Devon looks over the journal again and shakes his head.

“You asked to see me, oh well, well, well, come to submit?” Atlas asks me. “You know you are mighty pretty.”

“Atlas knock it off,” Devon tells him. “Want to explain this?”

Atlas reads over the journal of attacks.

“I wanted to make sure she was the right choice for head warrior. It’s not common to have a female in that role and I want to make sure I make the best decisions for the pack,” Atlas explains. “That being said, I would like to offer you the position of Head Warrior and Trainer.”

Atlas looks sincere.

Fran- I don’t trust it.

“Thank you for the offer, but I can tell you I’m not interested. When I turn 18, I hope to find my mate, he may not like me to be in danger of often. I suggest my brother follow our father. Wesley is more than capable and will make a wonderful Head Warrior,” I explain to them. “I hope this means you and the others, including Marianna, will leave me alone now.”

Atlas looks like he is about to shift in anger, “Fine.”

“Thank you again for the offer, it is truly an honor,” I smile sweetly as I leave.

Fran- He is a vile person. I feel sorry for Tom.

Me- Yeah, to think I wanted to be his Luna.

Fran- Whoever his Luna is, I feel sorry for her.

At his Alpha Ceremony, I notice Marianna looking at Atlas particularly starry eyed.

Fran- They must be mates.

Me- If they are mates, why hide it?

Fran- No idea, but I am not liking the look in the New Alpha’s eyes right now.

I look over and Atlas is staring daggers at me, but with a smirk I don’t know. He takes Marianna to the dance floor but seems to always find me with his eyes no matter where in the room I go. I don’t like it.

The day before my birthday he really scares me.

“Marcella, tomorrow you get your wolf, and we can finally have a fair, no holds, bar fight. I, personally, can’t wait,” Atlas is so close to my ear, I feel his lips on it.

I go home and notice my parents on edge. But I have my own worries. I spent my childhood and pre-teen years pining for him. He spent the last year terrorizing me. I feel betrayed.

An Alpha should make his people feel safe. He doesn’t make me feel safe. As I lay in bed about to drift off to sleep, I dream about my mate.

Fran- He will love us. We will never lose him. Come hell or high water, we will keep our fated mate and we will be happy.

“Marcella, get up, you have to get up now,” Mom shakes me in the middle of the night.

“What is happening?” I ask, grabbing my go bag. I notice most of the clothes are packed already. “Mom, what is happening?”

“Do you want to be forcefully mated to Atlas?” Mom asks.

“No,” I say, running down the stairs now and getting in the car.

“I didn’t think so,” Mom gets in and Dad peels away.

“Okay, when we get to the border everyone has to reject the pack and Alpha Atlas, understood?” Dad demands.

Ever since Alpha Atlas took over Dad has been different. Alpha Devon was hard but fair, his son is just an asshole.

“I, Marcella Nightingale, reject Alpha Atlas West as my Alpha and renounce my membership in the pack known as Westmoreland.”

I say it and feel the break. My father is holding his chest as he presses the accelerator.

The night is filled with an Alpha howl. Atlas would have felt the four of us reject him, his pack and then leave the pack lands.

“What the hell is going on?” I yell at my parents.

Dad takes a deep breath as we hit the main highway.

“Today I was called into a meeting with Alpha. Alpha Devon was there too. Atlas showed me pictures of Fran, he wanted to know why we had not reported an early shifter. I told him you were not ready to train with the warriors and that I was training you. Atlas said he was mated to Mariana but rejected her today and wants to mate to you tomorrow,” Dad tells me.

“I packed up as much as I could and we acted normal until nightfall when we could get away,” Mom finishes.

“I’m sorry,” I say. “I’m sorry you had to leave your pack and home to keep me safe.”

“Screw that, I’ll keep you safe no matter what it costs me,” Dad says. He is built like an Alpha, ranked as a Warrior, but soft as a teddy bear to me and Wesley. I have never once in my life questioned my father’s love for me.

“Dad, what if the new Alpha wants to force Marcella to mate him too?” Wesley asks.

“Alpha Gabe is mated, and his son has taken a chosen mate, so Marcella is safe at Bazin Pack,” Mom answers.

“That is your home pack, right?” I ask mom.

“Yeah, but after my parents died, I didn’t see a reason to stay, I went to school with both Alpha Gabe and Luna Kesly, Beta Daniel and his chosen mate Lucy, they are good people and treat everyone with respect. I suspect their son Evander and Betas Bridget and Mark to be the same.”

“You think the Betas are respectful?” Dad asks her with raised eyebrows. “Hey kids, what is the greatest gift the moon goddess can give us?”

“Mates,” Wesley and I answer.

“Rejecting ones fated mate is what?” Dad asks.

“Disrespectful to the goddess and her plan,” Wesley and I answer.

“Very good!” Dad looks back at the road as Mom rubs his back.

Dad has always been very serious about mates and the importance of them. I don’t know why exactly, but hey it’s okay.

We drive through the night until close to 3am when we stop at a motel.

“Happy birthday, my sweet daughter,” Mom says as she brings cupcakes to the bed.

We all eat a cupcake before getting some much needed sleep we still have about six hours until we arrive at the new pack.

“Thanks, Dad for keeping me safe,” I say, before falling asleep next to my brother Wesley.

The trip to Bazin Pack is long. I am so happy to finally be getting out of the car about an hour before we arrive.

“Last pit stop, I’m sure Luna Kesly will want to have time with you two, she hasn’t seen you all since Wesley was three,” Mom tells us.

Mom was the only child of the Gamma at Bazin. When she and Dad mated, she left her rank for love. I love how my parents love each other. I can’t wait to meet my mate and feel that kind of love. I mean it’s every girl’s dream, right?