ALEKSANDR
“Alpha Aleksandr Volkov, please explain to everyone what plan you’ve come up with to expand and protect our territories and continue to grow our finances.”
“Of course, Alpha Reece. We know that the human population keeps growing and as the towns expand, they inch closer to each of our territories. This means that our pack members have to be more cautious when letting their wolves out for a run. It also puts our young pups at a greater risk of being exposed to humans before we have properly prepared them. I proposed we expand our immediate territory and the human areas we also protect through investment properties. We can run some businesses ourselves providing additional jobs to pack members, and some properties we can rent out to humans for their own business ventures. We can help the humans by offering them reasonable prices on their leases, while also controlling how close they set up to our official pack lands.”
There are seven different North American packs represented at this meeting. Our territories are close enough to each other that we have been sharing ideas for several generations. Actually, all of our great-grandfathers were good friends, and fostered relationships between the packs that have lasted through several generations.
Each pack has its own schools and businesses so we can function independently from the nearby human towns. Our young pups attend a private school on pack lands where they learn all about being a werewolf and how to conceal our identity from the humans. As wolves we experience our first shift between the ages of 13-15, although we can't recognize our mate until we reach the age of 18.
Werewolf pups aren’t that different from human children in that they are both very naïve and honest. If one of our pups is around a human when they are very young, there is a good chance that they would say something to reveal us to the humans. It has happened a few times, but thankfully most humans brush it off as kids with wild imaginations. This is why we limit contact with the humans until the pups are older and they understand the importance of discretion.
By the time they hit high school they are allowed to choose if they want to stay on pack lands at our school or attend the human high school in the closest town. If they want to attend the human school, it must be approved by both their parents and their alpha. It presents new challenges, but it does help prepare them for future interactions with humans. Not that there are many, but since we all train as warriors as well, we like to be prepared for anything.
Alpha Kaden jumps in with a question. "What types of properties should we be considering?"
"That will probably vary from pack to pack." I respond. "We each have different strengths and different needs, so it would be up to you to decide what properties would best benefit your pack."
After some deliberation, I was pleasantly surprised that the other alphas agreed with my plan so quickly and easily. I’m glad they can see that this would be a great way to protect our packs, expand our territories, and influence the nearby communities in a positive way.
We wrapped up the meeting and a few of us hung around shooting the breeze. Betas are present at the meetings, but not allowed to talk. Now that we’re just hanging out they join us at the table. We’re all so busy with alpha duties that we rarely get a change to simply socialize. It’s refreshing to talk to another alpha who understand the pressure and struggle of this position.
Alpha Reece is one of my best friends outside of my own pack. His pack, Crescent Moon, is also one of the closest to my territory, so we have the most interactions with each other. He’s a bit younger than me and hasn’t found his mate yet, but we get along really well.
We were also joined by Alpha Levi of the Lunar Eclipse pack, who is my age and mated with two pups at home. Alpha Kaden, of the Blood Moon pack, just found his mate last year but doesn't have any pups yet. We’re all at different stages in our lives, but we get along so well, and we are really able to help each other with our different life experiences.
My pack is known as the Silver Eclipse Pack. We are the second largest pack in the area, and that is largely due to my father’s efforts. The pack really thrived under his leadership, and I hope I can carry on that legacy.
"How's the rogue situation over at Blood Moon, Alpha Kaden?" Alpha Levi asks as he leans back in his chair kicking his feet up on the table.
"Better than it was," Alpha Kaden answers, "We've only caught two trespassing in the last three weeks. Neither was a real threat to the pack." He folds his arms across his chest and and leans back in thought, "Have any of you given any more thought to the idea of allowing certain rogues to join our packs if they want to and agree to follow all the rules?"
We each nod our heads and reluctantly grumble that we've been considering it.
The packs that met today don’t have any official treaties or alliances, but we have maintained friendly relationships throughout the generations. When my great-great-grandfather was the Alpha, there was an uprising of rogues.
A group of rogue wolves had the brilliant idea of teaming up to exact revenge on the packs that they held grudges against. They were able to play on the anger of other rogues to convince them to join as well. They were mildly successful until the packs decided to unofficially band together and protect one another as well. The rogues were spread too thin. They started losing the fights, many died, and their fragile alliance began to crumble.
There is a reason they became rogues in the first place. They don’t do teamwork, they don’t follow orders, and they don’t submit to a leader. Rogues are also usually matless. This is either because they never found their mate, or their mate died. Most wolves die after losing their mate, but those who go rogue have used their desire for revenge to fuel their anger and keep them strong.
It has been decades since we have had major issues with rogues in this area, but we make it a point to remember what happened in the past so we can be prepared for anything. We still have the occasional rogue that crosses into our territory, but they are usually apprehended or flee before being captured and we have not seen any sign of rogues working together again.
That’s good news because the human population has grown significantly since the last war, and a rogue uprising would be almost impossible to hide from the humans today. However, not all rogues are bad. Occasionally there is a younger rogue who ended up in that situation through unfortunate circumstances, or someone who went rogue and then regretted it. We know it's better to bring those rogues back into the pack rather than to keep them out and allow them to turn bitter.
Our wolf nature makes us naturally aggressive. We are fiercely loyal to and protective of our families, but as an alpha that extends to our entire pack. An alpha’s traits are amplified, and we feel everything more intensely than your average wolf. It can feel overwhelming when things are not going well and you feel like you have failed to protect your pack.
This is why the support of other Alphas is so vital. We encourage one another and build each other up so we can all be the strong leaders our packs need. We may have a more animalistic side that allows us to hunt and protect, but we also have the full range of human emotions to balance out the animal within. Both sides are necessary and make the other better, stronger even, but we still aren’t complete without our mate. Our mate also calms us and helps us keep a level head in tense situations.
I manage to control my wolf fairly well because he had the privilege of experiencing the mate bond. A wolf who found their mate and then lost them to death is still in better control than a wolf who has never found their mate to begin with, but as I said before, many wolves can’t bear the pain of the loss and end up following their mate in death. This is usually accomplished by taking unnecessary risks such as fighting a group of rogues alone. The truth is, I tried that once, but I was too strong. I defeated all the rogues and came home to an empty, lonely house. As time goes on, I feel my control over my wolf slipping and darkness slowly takeing over. I sometimes wonder how long I can hold on now that Ana is gone.
ALEKSANDR Dustin walks into my office about 30 minutes earlier than we planned. He appears to be texting someone, so I ignore him and continue my work. After a few minutes I hear him chuckle as he slides his phone into his pocket. “Are you ready to go Alpha?” I glance up to be met with that familiar smirk, “Yeah, just give me about five minutes to wrap up this paperwork. I could definitely go for an early lunch today,” I respond with a sigh of relief. Dustin takes a seat on the sofa under the window, pulls his phone back out, and starts texting again while he’s waiting. He continues to chuckle to himself, and I find it quite distracting. I quickly finish up and we head outsides. I raise a brow at him and question, “What’s got you giggling like a schoolgirl?” Dustin doesn’t take offense to my comment. “Emmitt and I were just having a little fun planning a small prank for the patrol groups tonight. We’re going to--” “I don’t want to know!” I quickly interrupt him. I know
UNKNOWN My lungs feel like they are on fire, but I keep pushing forward. Running is my therapy. When I’m in a good mood, it’s a way to express my joy. When I’m stressed out or struggling, it’s the best stress reliever. It's a beautiful day in late September, but today has been a bit stressful, and I really needed this run. My usual route is just barely under 4 miles, and by the end I’m exhausted. I always run through the park last because there are more people there. It’s not that I really care that much about what others think, but when I know others can see me, I’m less likely to slack off and be lazy. This means less walking breaks, and I push myself a bit harder. I set small goals for myself while I’m running to keep me moving. I’ll often pick a sign in the distance and tell myself that I can’t take a walk break until I reach that sign. Then I immediately pick another object like a specific tree and tell myself that when I reach that point, I need to start running again
ALEKSANDR The thing I couldn’t understand was why her scent was so faint. It was almost as if she has passed by hours ago instead of minutes. The pull of the mate bond usually makes your mate’s scent overpowering, and being much stronger than any other scent adds to the allure. Dustin still didn’t know why we were following this human or why I was asking for more information about her, but I could tell he wanted to give me a hard time. We cut our drive through the town short, and he kept glancing at me with curiosity in his eyes as we head back to the pack house. He loves making jokes and getting me riled up, but he also knows not to joke about something serious, and since he doesn’t know the situation yet, he's obviously waiting until I tell him what’s going on. He’s my beta and my closest friend, so I know I can trust him, but there is too much happening here that doesn’t make sense. I need to wait until I have more answers before I tell him about my mate. At the very least
ALEKSANDR I smirk at my mother, knowing full well that she likely already has some sort of inkling about what’s on my mind. Instead of asking her one of my many questions, I start with one that will give me a frame of reference to start the conversation, “What do you know? You’ve been giving me looks all evening, so I’d rather start with the information you already have.” My mother beams at me as she says, “So you HAVE found her.” I chuckle at her excitement, “Yes, my wolf recognizes her as our mate, but I’m confused about something…” My mind wanders back to earlier today when I first caught that faint but heavenly scent. “When you first scent your mate it’s usually overwhelmingly strong, but her scent was so weak that I couldn’t smell it until she was very close to where I was. I’ve never heard of a mate’s scent being almost undetectable. Do you know anything about this?” My mother has a far off look in her eyes, as if she is searching her almost 2 centuries of memories and
ALEKSANDR After dinner with my parents, I head back to the pack house. I mind-link Dustin on the way and ask him to meet me in my office. I need to know if he was able to find out any new information about her, and at the very least, I feel like I should let him know what is going on. I don’t want this to be public knowledge yet, but as my Beta and best friend I can’t keep this from him any longer. Besides, I will most likely need his help with all of this as well. I have no idea how this could progress with the limited information my mother gave me. I walk into the pack house and it’s only 9 pm, but the place is peacefully quiet. With my wolf hearing I can tell that Dustin’s mate, Drea, is upstairs in their bedroom watching tv. I head straight to my office where Dustin is already waiting. He is lounging on the sofa with his head on one end and his feet up on the opposite armrest, but as soon as I walk in, he sits up and gives me a curious look. I’m sure he is hoping for an
ALEKSANDR I barely slept last night. I tossed and turned thinking about my mate. I have so many questions, so much to figure out. Around 5 AM I roll out of bed unable to take it any longer. I know Dustin said he would find more information about my mate, but screw it. If I can’t sleep, I might as well do my own research. I quickly shower and throw on a pair of dark blue jeans and an ocean blue button-down shirt. I get to my office and shuffle papers out of the way so I can open up my laptop and begin my search. Now that I have her address it was actually quite easy to find information about her. Her name is Rieka Haas. Being in Real Estate makes it easy to confirm that I’ve found the right person because her professional picture is all over. It also helps that her name is very unique. There can’t be very many women named Rieka around here. The first thing I notice are her ice blue eyes. They are beautiful on their own, but they stand out incredibly framed by her dark bro
RIEKA “Come on kids, you’re going to be late for school!”“I can’t find my shoes!”“Did you check your bedroom, the closest, and the basement in front of the TV?” “No, I didn’t look in the basement!” “Go look!” “Mom, where is my math homework?” “Did you put it in your folder like I told you to?” “Mom, I need $10 for my field trip today!” I roll my eyes as I help Eden, my 8-year-old, tie her shoes. Every morning it’s the same routine. Get up, do a little work, get myself ready, then wake the kids and help them get ready. I bought them all their own alarm clocks, but they still don’t wake up on their own. Once I get the kids off to school it’s time to get back to work. I actually work two jobs. I have done so many different jobs over the years that it’s hard to keep track, and I loved them all for different reasons. My first job is teaching English as a second language. I have always been a bookworm and a “Grammar Nerd.” This job is great because most of the people I teach
ALEKSANDR After further discussion with my mom, I’m even more nervous about meeting with Rieka, but my wolf is just thrilled that we finally get to talk to her. He doesn’t worry about silly little details such as whether or not we can actually be with her right now. He just wants to be calmed by her presence. It’s 1:30 pm, and I can’t focus on anything. I want to just leave for the meeting now, but what if she is there early working on something else and I interrupt her. Then it occurs to me that she doesn’t know what I look like. She’ll be waiting on me to approach her. I could hang back and watch her for a bit before our meeting. Dustin was planning on going with me, so I mind-link him to let him know that I’m ready. He laughs and links back that he’ll be out in front of the pack house with his truck in 5 minutes. As I climb into the truck Dustin gives me a cocky smirk. “You just couldn’t wait any longer, huh?” I don’t respond but give him a low grunt as I hold back my o