Finding My Alpha

Persistent Sister

“I’d ask how I did, but I’ll take your reaction as I did pretty good,” he said with a cocky smile.

“Oh I see someone is feeling themself just a tad. I’ve got the remedy for that,” I said as I pushed him on his back. “My turn.”

I kissed my way from his jawline down to his navel. Stopping only to smile before I took him in my mouth. Did I know what I was doing? Absolutely not, but I did have a girls night with a few of the mated she-wolves not too long ago and they’d given me a few tips and tricks to try out. Considering his body’s response, I would have to thank them later. Casey moaned and hissed as I sucked and slurped his length.

“If you keep that up I’m finished,” he gasped.

Wanting to feel him inside me once more I stopped and climbed on top of him. I straddled just above his c**k and slowly slid down until he was all the way inside. I could feel him deeper inside of me with this position so I sat still for a moment, allowing time to adjust to his size. He gripped my hips tightly as I slowly rocked back and forth, my hands resting on his toned chest for balance. I whipped my head back in ecstasy, my hair flying about. Damn I needed a hair tie, badly. Casey snaked one of his arms around my waist and lifted his body so that we were face to face. 

I could feel my impending orgasm making its way to my core. Wrapping my arms around his neck I pulled him in for a kiss allowing him to swallow my moans once more as my body revelled in the aftershocks of my orgasm. His lips never leaving mine, he put both hands back on my waist and continued to move my hips until he met his own climax. He laid back on the ground pulling me with him. Gentle kisses were placed on my forehead as he whispered how much he loved me. I’m unsure which of us fell asleep first nor how long we slept, but it was my sister’s voice that pulled me from my post coital slumber. 

‘You know you can’t hide from me, right?’ came Annette’s voice through the mind link.

‘And what makes you think I’m hiding?’ I asked, knowing full well I was hiding.

‘You’re in the meadow aren’t you?’

‘I am. That doesn’t mean I’m hiding per se.’

‘You’re hiding Nettie, admit it.’

‘So what if I am?’

‘Oh will you please stop sulking already? Alpha Kingsley already agreed to let you visit whenever you want,’ she said, clearly exasperated.

‘I am not sulking, I'm fuming, there is a clear difference between the two. He has plenty of other she-wolves to send off, yet he chooses you!’

‘You know I have to do this! You’re bonding with Casey is the same as mine, why are you fighting this? What do you really want?’

‘For you not to go. Alpha Kingsley has no right to sell you off for an alliance. We are not his pack. We are Ahroun! We are warriors! We are not chattle to be sold off as he so desires!’ I raged. 

This wasn’t our first discussion or dare I say argument about this. I’d confronted our Alpha multiple times trying to convince him not to go forward with her bonding. He’d assured me that he felt my pain as his older sister was sent to another pack as a means of securing an alliance. She’d been sent five territories over, meaning she was at least a one to two day drive away. He explained how he’d taken great care in ensuring that Annette was going to a pack that was close by so that we could see each other often. The accommodations he’d secured only pissed me off more. How dare he think that I, an Alpha female, needed his help? 

But I did and that fueled my anger further still. Annette had already resigned herself to the bonding and when we’d turned twelve she’d requested to meet her intended. She wanted to get to know him and learn the ways of his pack, much the same as I’d been doing with Casey once it was decided that he and I would be bonded. So once a month she would go to the Theurge pack and spend time with her future mate.

‘Alpha Kingsley is doing exactly what father was planning to do before our pack was destroyed. Cut him some slack and be less stubborn about this please. You’re making me wonder which of us is the Alpha here,’ she said and I could almost see her head shaking.

‘Fine! I know I’m being stubborn, but….’

‘No! No but’s, just accept that this is happening. It’s happening! This is all a means to stop the veratus from rising up again. We can’t beat them if we aren’t strong in numbers and physical strength. The Theurge’s are warriors same as we Ahroun. Their blood may not be as pure, but they are warriors nonetheless. The Evermoon’s are fighters, yes, but they are not warriors. The Theurge’s can teach us what our family wasn’t able to. Nahnicci, this is about more than us.’