All Chapters of Girls Can't Be Alpha!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~Dakota’s Point of View~*Well I expected all these boys to be blithering idiots in front of us, but I didn’t expect this crap. The Goddess is NOT funny,* Laney says, sighing at the scene before us. Our mate. And he’s just as stupid and dumb a male as the rest of them! Thanks a lot Goddess!!I’d prayed for a simple, loving male. One that wouldn’t be intimidated by a female Alpha. But that’s like asking for the moon and stars. No male wants to be second fiddle to me. And this one? Ugh! I don’t know who he is, but he’s just like the rest. Big head and big… Hmm. Well, size isn’t everything.Like my virgin body would know. But still, if you’ve seen one naked male you’ve seen them all!Right? DON’T STARE!*There’s always rejection and while I don’t want a weak and pathetic mate…* Laney says, eyeing the male who’s stammering like he’s been caught tugging one out. I have enough brothers to know, sadly.But he’s kind of cute. Certainly smells good. And because he was showing off we got a ni

~Dakota’s Point of View~“Why don't you have any tattoos,” I whisper, still not believing that I’m cuddled up to my mate. At Alpha camp.“Haven’t earned them yet. I’m not putting some freebie shit on my body. Some mark that tells everyone what my family line is, what was handed to me at birth. I’ll be a fourth generation Alpha, because I earned it,” he says, as he tightens his arm around me, pulling my back against his chest. I pull my knees up to my chest and get comfortable.I instinctively touch my birthmark. Literally the first thing anyone sees when they look at me. I was never self conscious about it until I started filling out and looking at boys. People stare at it all the time, I imagine it's hard not to. My grandmother has a similar one but I guess it skipped a generation. My mom can’t even remotely understand that while it does make me feel a bit special, it also makes people constantly look away from me. If a wolf is marked, it’s usually a bad omen… So people say.“I hat

~Dakota’s Point of View~ “Ooohhh oooohhh! Ooohhh oooohhh,” I call, using my hand as a makeshift megaphone to taunt whoever might be out there. “This is insanity. I don’t know if I have the balls to do this, so what makes you think they will,” Dex whispers. “Well I guess I’ll be the only one on this mountain with balls,” I snicker. I squint as I gaze up at the sun. The pounding of at least two four-legged animals are in the distance, making my brain twitch. Just standing here like bait absolutely goes against all my training. I quickly blink and turn to look down over the cliff to the water below, the waterfall that is absolutely gorgeous. There’s no way to know how deep it is below, this could be suicide. “Got a better idea on how to get the word out,” I say. Dex half turns toward me, and the look on his face is unreadable. It’s clear he’s not happy and yeah… I’m backing him into a corner. But I have to try. The footfalls are heavier now, closer. “You say that like anybody is

~Dakota’s Point of View~ *I hope you know what you’re doing. Things are in motion, no going back. I think Harley will want to please us,* Laney says, as she licks her paws clean. That’s both good and bad, jeez. He’s the last person I want to have a debt owed to, especially because I know fully well he does not forget… a thing. I sigh, and look over at the wolf I now know to be Kent. Kent. Kind of like… uppity huh? I mean, I don’t know what I expected his wolf to be named but not that. *Well at least he keeps catching our meals so I can just relax ohhh, I’m exhausted,* Laney boasts, as she turns to her side and stretches. I mentally roll my eyes. Exhausted from what exactly?! Within seconds, Kent is on his feet and then rubbing his nose against our head. Laney and I both practically hum with the contact. Okay sooo maybe having a male around isn’t so bad! At least our wolf mate is sweet. The human mate… ehhh still figuring him out. Wolves are so much simpler. *Because he doe

~Dakota’s Point of View~ “I feel like Robin Hood, just without the money,” I rave, as I pluck a camera from a tree and throw it back against the hard bark to smash it. Dex smiles, and it’s absolutely genuine. That was probably camera number twenty that we’d gotten rid of, and we were having an absolute blast. I love seeing him like this, just happy and carefree. He’s even gotten a bit of PDA in while we’ve been out today, though we knew nobody was around. Still, it’s a glimpse of what life with him might be like. Freely able to hug and kiss, snuggle and nuzzle with my mate. *It’s been amazing, but we really need to get on to the good stuff,* Laney protests. I bite my lip, but quickly get butterflies when Dex turns around with a handful of blueberries. My eyes light up and I greedily take them. He’d already found a pecan tree this morning, and we both stuffed ourselves. All I’ve been doing is wondering what our life will be like in a month, in a year. When things are more simple.