Snow Alpha

Chapter 15

I wake up lazily, my eyes groggily opening and closing trying to get used to the sudden light. I idly stretch my hand out fully expecting to feel Ashton's presence beside me but unfortunately, I'm greeted with a cold and empty bed. I stay in bed for a while until the smell of fresh breakfast wafts into my nostrils and now I'm wide awake, I don't get changed out of Ashton's hoodie as it's only us two. I walk to kitchen slowly, deciding after 28 years of life that I'm not a morning person unless there is food for me.

I leisurely saunter into the kitchen and see Ashton at the hob, his muscles on his back changing when he moves around - doing his thing with the food. I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his waist and place my face against his back and both of us hum in happiness, I could get used to this.

A hot, Greek god like man in my bed at night and then up in the morning to prepare breakfast for us - my life is complete. He turns around smoothly and places a peck on my cheek, his lips linger there for a little until he turns around to continue with the food.

Whilst he is doing most of the work I get ourselves a drink each and set the island, once I'm finished with this, I sit up on the stools and lovingly watch my mate prepare us breakfast. He finally turns around, after many grumbles from my stomach, with bacon sandwiches lathered in tomato ketchup, pancakes with maple syrup covering them, fresh fruit salad.

My mouth waters at the sight of the food and my stomach rumbles even more as if it has eyes of its own. Ash places the beautiful food down in front of us and being the polite person, I am, I let him choose what he wants first as he made it all.

I take a bacon bap, opening it just to check that the bacon is crispy - crispy bacon is the best type of bacon, am I right or am I right? We eat in silence, the food taking priority at the moment.

"You remembered I like crispy bacon, I'm surprised." I say.

He lifts his brow up and finishes what he's eating and then replies, "Of course, all those sleepovers how I could not forget the way you like them - over the years you got me into them."

I laugh, and he smiles at this, I love the sincerity and love in our relationship - it's already forming. Once we finish our meal I take away the plates and start washing up, Ash comes up behind me and encases my torso with his muscular arms, I lean back into him and close my eyes in approval. I take him by surprise by turning round and pushing him against the island counter and attacking his lips, mine covering his, his hands automatically go to play with my hair - his fingers always doing wonders.

I also entangle my fingers in his black natural curls, our kiss still dominant, our tongues now tasting each other's mouths, our love and passion showing through this kiss. Our intense makeout session interrupted by the knocking on my door, I never usually find that annoying but in this case it's very frustrating.

We both part from each other, I gradually make my way to the door, while I'm doing that I also shove my hair into a messy bun and sort out my now creased hoodie. I can smell them before I see them, it's Anton, Ben and Blake. I give them all a big smile and open the door wider to let them in.

"Hello guys, to what do we owe this pleasure of your presence?" I say in a mock fake accent, to this they all laugh and plonk themselves on my couches. Ashton and I then take the two-seater, both of us very close, our thighs touching, and our hands encased in each other's.

At this Anton raises a brow and winks at me, I smile back at him - loving his playfulness. We all start talking about general topics, Blake and I catching up on pack matters as things have been a bit busy lately with the arrival of certain people. Anton and I talk to each other about us as we know little to none about each other, I don't speak to Ben much apart from the general greetings as I don't know what to say to him.

I walk into the kitchen and get drinks for the lads, I smell Ben entering the kitchen after me; I don't turn around to acknowledge his presence as I know that he'll know I know he's in here. He stands beside me and helps with the glasses, we do the drinks in silence until he breaks it, "I'm guessing you don't want me to tell the guys about the place." He whispers.

I reply, "No, I've shortened the story with Ashton, Blake, James and two others. They're the only ones that know in vague detail what happened - I want to keep it that way for a while longer until everyone is officially in my pack and things have settled down."

He nods, and I quickly ask, "You four rogues, do you all know each other's past?"

He doesn't say anything for a moment, contemplating his answer until he responds, "We all know to a certain extent what happened to one another. You know what happened to me, Paddy and Rory were from the same pack and something happened, and Anton was at his own pack until as well something happened. It's not my place to say."

I now and then signal to carry two glasses while I do three, all of us having a breakfast tea - don't you just love them in the morning. We all carry on talking when we get in, until I say, "Should we enter the four lads into the pack today, as it will help take the edge of things?"

Ant and Ben look between themselves and then back at me, Blake and Ash and nod. I look between my mate and my Beta and they both nod, looking okay with the decision.

Okay everyone we will be having the pack member ceremony tonight for four men, you know the drill - be ready at the house for 5pm please. I mindlink my pack, I hear many responses such as; okay, yes alpha, who are they, are they good looking?

"So, it's 11am now, Ant and Ben, tell the other two that you have to be ready for 4.30pm at your house. I will have somebody in the next hour deliver your ceremony outfits and then at 4.30 you will be escorted to the Social House." With that said, the three men that arrived around 45 minutes ago finish their teas and leave.

Ashton then leaves to have a shower, not before asking if I wanted to join which I politely declined - though I do wonder what he'd look like in the shower. The water droplets casually cascading down his toned six pack....

I go to my office and sink down into the plush chair, starting on the piles of paper work I have. Most of them are just approval letters on the equipment I need for my pack members, all easy. I sign all of them within 20 minutes - skimming through all of them, all normal. I then move onto the letters from other packs and the pack council that I receive every month about the compulsory meetings they have and how they would like to meet with me, I courteously reject their offers - maybe one day with Ashton at my side and him knowing all of them, I might accept.

I get my head stuck into the work, my work mode taking over and I'm reading and writing off letters like there is no tomorrow. By the time Ash enters my office I've finished in total around 80 letters - all casual and not causing any bother. Ash is leaning on the door, taking in my work mode personality, I then lift the letters which I have enveloped and give him a beaming smile - he sighs and walks over, taking the letters out my hands whilst he leans down for them I give him a quick kiss.

"The box is in the Social House, thank you love." I say sweetly.

I hear the door shut after a minute or so, I then carry on the work; wanting to get it all finished so I can spend more time with Ashton. I complete the work and get myself dressed into black jeans, a red off the shoulder jumper, white faux fur gilet and black combat boots after a quick freshen up wash.

I return downstairs and see a letter on the floor halfway under my door, I go and pick it up and rip it open. My eyes go wide and watery as I read it, my hands shaking, and the letter falls the floor, just like I do.

I collapse and press my back against the wall, dragging my hands through my hair roughly, shaking my head the whole time. I pick up the dropped letter and re-read it, making sure I got it all right - unfortunately I did.

Your mate is quite the stunner isn't he, hard to stay away from by the looks of it.

Your punishments are going to be double next time I see you as I thought I told you that you were mine, and mine only?

Your one and only – Russ