2. Kian

**Kian**

After a pack run with the young, unmated wolves and she-wolves, I stepped out of the shower. For the past three months on these pack runs, I had sensed a presence at the same specific spot in the forest. I had gone back countless times searching for clues but found nothing. I still hadn't discovered my mate, and my wolf, Mayhem, became increasingly restless. For two years, during full moons, we had been running with the unmated wolves of neighboring packs, yet we had yet to find our fate.

"Kian, may I come in?"

That was Father, the current Alpha King. He urged me to choose a Luna. I had visited countless packs during full moons in search of my mate, but to no avail. There was no way I would settle for a chosen Luna; I was destined to have my rightful Luna by my side. Father stepped in before I even had a chance to respond.

"Still nothing, Father?" I already knew he wanted to know if I had found her. He sighed.

"I think you should desist, son. Who knows where your mate is at this rate? She might not even be a she-wolf. What if she's a human or, worse, a witch?"

Why hadn’t I thought of that before? My wolf and I had always longed for a female counterpart to spend our lives with, and I had never considered other possibilities.

"Why would I desist, Father? You waited for your fate. Would you have settled for less?"

"I found my fate the first year I turned 18. You've waited long enough. You'll soon have to take the crown, and ascending to the throne without a Luna is out of the question."

"You can not withhold my birthright."

"Then listen to me. There are plenty of beautiful she-wolves who would love to be your Luna. How about that girl, Vera? I've heard you've been intimate with her several times."

"Are you spying on me, Father? Really?"

"It’s my duty as your father, and you’re my only heir. Your sisters can’t take my place."

"I’ve been intimate with many she-wolves before. Does that mean I have to make them all my Luna?"

"Stop being insolent, Kian. Vera is the daughter of Alpha Mercury. I’m sure he won't be happy to learn you have dishonored his daughter."

I suppressed my laughter before answering. "His daughter had been long dishonored before I even touched her. She chose to give herself to her mate, only to reject him afterward because, according to her, he was a lowly warrior. Unfortunately, I found out what she did after I had sex with her. That incident happened two years ago. Tonight, I acted out of frustration because I didn’t have a better option nearby. I regretted it before I had even finished with her."

"I'll give you five months to find your Luna, Kian. If not, the Werewolf Council will find one for you!" Father stormed out, huffing and slamming my door. I had only five months, but I was determined to find her. I knew she was close by. I could feel her.

A few weeks later, I was polishing my black Suzuki Hayabusa motorcycle when River, my future beta, approached me.

"Sweet ride, Kian. What happened to the Harley?"

"It’s in the garage. This baby is my latest addition. Ensure you and the boys have your bikes ready before the next full moon. We will be running on our bikes that night."

"To where, if I may ask?"

"I have good reason to believe my mate is not a she-wolf."

River looked perplexed. "For that reason, we're going to Verona City. The Wicked Cauldron is throwing a party. My spies told me the whole city is celebrating the birthday of their next Witch Supreme."

"Kian, are you sure it's safe? Why don’t we go to the human town two hours away from here?"

"Are you afraid, River? Remember, there’s not much the witches can do to us. We are not mere humans."

"I know, but my job as your Beta is to ensure your safety."

"Don’t worry about it. We're going for my Luna. A party of that caliber is bound to attract people from all places."

Finally, it was the night of the full moon. We headed out on our motorbikes to the Wicked Cauldron. More than 40 revving machines took to the highway. Vera tried to ride with me but ended up on the back of another wolf after I ignored her.

When we arrived, the club was already packed. It was large and had two floors. The music was great, and people were drinking and dancing, having the time of their lives. I went straight to the bar on the second floor to get a clear view of when my mate would show up.

We had been there for almost two hours, and nothing yet. River was downstairs dancing with a witch. Everyone was having fun except for me. I had even rejected the advances of several pretty witches and she-wolves who had tried their luck with me.

Suddenly, I smelled her before I saw her. Mayhem came forward and said, "Mate!" I turned around, searching for her, and forgot to breathe. She was standing right at the entrance. Her skin was luminescent, and her silky platinum blonde hair flowed down her waist. Her short dress barely covered her, and I had the overwhelming urge to carry her away and hide her from the world. My heart was about to burst from my chest. My mate was a witch, and she was breathtaking.

She scanned the crowd, searching for someone. A pang of jealousy struck me—she was mine. Our eyes locked, and she smiled. I forced myself to break eye contact, glancing behind me to make sure it was truly me she was smiling at. There was no one else but me. When I looked back at her, she was already heading toward me, flanked by two witches—one on each side. The crowd parted to clear a path for her, and she didn't have to push her way through like everyone else had been doing. She exuded power as if she owned everyone in the room.

I overheard two girls close by whispering.

"I can't believe she's here."

"Did you take a picture of her?"

They were both giggling like some groupies. Could she be a celebrity among them?"

She appeared on the second floor alone this time. The other two witches stayed behind. She dismissed everyone else who was near my area with a wave of her hand. They all scrambled away.

"I knew you'd be here, wolf." Her singsong voice made my cock twitch.

"Is that so? Do you know me, witch?" My voice sounded raspier than usual.

"Oh, I've seen you around." She sat in front of me. Her violet eyes were mesmerizing. With a twirl of her finger, my glass was refilled with ice and whisky. Next to her appeared a cherry martini. She grabbed the cherry by the stem and put it between her perfect teeth.

"And with what may I be of assistance?" I asked without taking away my eyes from her pouty mouth. Her lips were naturally dark pink and so plushy. I wondered how they would feel when I kiss them or when they wrap around my cock.

She bit the cherry, and red liquid spilled over her lips. She licked her juicy lips clean, and my cock was already leaking precum. "I want you to pop my cherry." She sipped her drink elegantly as she had just been discussing the weather. She left me speechless for a minute. She reached for my arm and touched my bicep.

"Are you interested, wolf? Or should I look for another willing candidate?" I growled at the mere thought. She jumped a little and laughed.

"You're already so possessive, wolfy?" Come on. Take me out of here, and do with me whatever you want."

I grabbed my mate possessively by her wrist. Sparks dance throughout my body, making Mayhem purr. 'Mate,' he was saying dreamingly.

'Come with me, witch; you've been a bad little girl, and is Alpha, not a wolf?"

"Will you punish me, Alpha?" She pouted.

"You bet. But not here." I needed to take her away before she made me cream on my pants with her teasing.

I took her to my Suzuki, and she sat behind me. Her witch friends watched us leave. Vera was yelling my name as I sped away. Luckily, I had an apartment here. I hadn't used it in a long time, but the staff maintained it clean. The drive took twenty minutes, and that felt like hours. Her arms around me felt like heaven, and the sight of her creamy tighs at my sides made me almost pull aside and fuck her against a tree like we both were in heat.

As soon as we got to the building, I kissed her like a starved animal. She put her legs around my waist and rubbed her core against my stiff shaft. She tasted divine. I will never get enough of her.

"Aminda!!" We turned around to see who yelled at her. A tall, muscular man with long hair in a man bun and a beard approached us menacingly. If looks could kill, that man would've done it right then and there. Other men, all dressed in black suits, were following him.

"Get your filthy hands off of her, wolf!"

"Fuck you, Alister!!" She spat.

I tried to protect Aminda behind me, but before they could reach us we disappeared from there with a puff and were suddenly in the middle of the forest. She pulled down her dress, revealing the most perfectly round and creamy breast top with dark pink nipples that reminded me of strawberries. I wanted to take a bite. I looked her over and licked my lips.

"Is this change of scenery okay with you, Alpha?"