Pack of the Green Hill

Alpha Jonathon

Jonathon had always been thought to be dominant, assertive and make decisions, whilst taking not the feelings of others too much into account. As an Alpha he cared and was responsible for the wellbeing of the pack, however he was not convinced that the pack knew what needed to be done to achieve this wellbeing. He whereas did know it and made the calls to achieve it. Sometimes to do this, he had to step over others feelings.

All his life, he was conditioned to make decisions, others did not want to make, to not show weakness, to be a true leader. Daily his pack expected him to make decisions and steer them in the right direction. Especially the responsibility for the difficult decisions was with him e.g. how to deal with rogues when they attack his pack etc. Who would make the calls if not him? Him calling the shoots was not easily since he had to think ahead and calculate the best way ahead. He was a strategic and pragmatic thinker.

His uncle had thought him not to show any weakness not even to the once close to him. He had warned him not to be weakened by even his mate since it was the worst weakness. Secretly he had been yearning for having a mate, however at the back of his mind there has been always the words from his uncle and his friends. His friends had given the advice upon seeing Gloria to not treat her too well since she is beautiful. He growled thinking that his friends had called her beautiful. He already very protective of her. His friends advised that girls, who are treated well would get spoilt and leave him. It had happened to them many times in the past and Jonathon and his friends having experienced it knew that women liked to have bad boys, who did not treat them too well. They did not like to hear compliments but rather they like to be compared to other pretty girls. This kept them on their toes and they even took better care of themselves to be able to compete with the other girls. His only weakness, which comes with being a wolf and perhaps the Alpha was his loyalty. His friends and uncle were repeating over and over that he was too loyal to the girls whom he used to date. He did not date multiple at the same time, like them, but was happy with one at a time.  

He had done the same with Gloria. He had found his mate and in order to strengthen the pack she had to be brought to the Green Hill Pack and he had done it. He had to mark her, and he did not waste any time in doing so. He would have done it earlier; however, she was injured before that. The marking took a toll on the female’s body. He did not want to harm her, however there were some actions to be done. Other packs and some of his own pack members called him ruthless since he was calculating the outcomes of certain decisions and did not let his feelings interfere easily.

Also, in this case it was the same. The marking was not done only on a whim today. He looked at Gloria, who had sat down on his bed and looked at him as if trying to read his mind. She looked exhausted but not defeated. She was patient and her cheeks he could see the trails of the tears, which had dried in the meantime. It tugged his heart seeing her like. There was no other way and he would not deny that he was very much looking forward to the next step- the completion of the mating process. The thought of it, having her body underneath him, hearing her scream his name over and over again was exciting him. His eyes had gotten darker and lust was seen in them. That made Gloria change her sitting position. She got up and moved further away from him.

Soon, when in 2 days the full moon would be and she would be in heat, she would beg for him to mate her. A sinister smirk was plastered on his face as he looked at her as looking at a prey. She involuntarily shuddered as if knowing his thoughts.

It seemed forever, before he finally spoke. “Sure. I can promise you that”. His smirk did not leave his face and his eyes were fixed on her. She lifted her chin and responded “This was very clever of you. Marking me 2 days before a full moon.” He was stunned. She had figured his plan out. Even though they have travelled, he had put her under pressure, marked her and played some mind games, her brain was processing fast. He made an internal note not to underestimate her. “Well, I am glad you figured it out and I promise also that if you ask me release me from your heat that I will oblige my duties, babe.” He smiled sincerely this time. She started to despise her nick name “Babe.” “Don’t you feel bad for putting me in this position?” “In the position of being my mate completely within 2 days? Why should I feel bad about it?” “I am speaking about the fact, that you are putting pressure on me and taking any possibility of me choosing the time, when it should happen. Should I not have a say in this matter?” He thought for a second. it seemed, before responding “I do not see the benefit. It has to be done and the sooner you submit your body- and we complete the mating bond- to me the better it is. I have just helped in speeding up the process a bit. Your body will know what it needs, and it will be me” proudly he said that. She felt frustrated and would like to smack his face to make him understand that it was not right what he did. That she had the same right as him to decide what would happen to her body. Being bold she stood up and shouted “I should be able to decide what happens with my body when I am ready. How dare you take this away from me?” Calmer she muttered “I was always hoping to have a gentle and kind mate, who would consider my feelings before making rush decisions by himself. Should I not be your equal?” He laughed. “Now you got me, my darling. The sooner you get used to the situation the better it will be for you. Take a shower and change the clothes. I can see some blood stains. See you downstairs, mate” he left the room whilst chuckling about the idea that they were equal. He left behind a very stunned looking Gloria. She understood that he was not challenged at all or rarely on his decisions he made. He did not even falter and thought about how he could change his ways. However, the whole travel and claiming had taken a toll and she felt tired. Even her brain seemed tired and could not process all the happening. She decided to take some time to refresh herself.

She went to the bathroom. There was some dried blood on her neck, which were removed from the weather and she felt herself relaxing again. She did not dwell too much on the situation but perhaps he was right. The sooner she would adapt herself, the sooner she might feel at home. Nonetheless, she would not herself be bullied by her mate, whether Alpha or not. Him being an Alpha did however change the situation. Taking charge, dominating these characteristics was what he was used to do daily. How would she manage that he respected her and took care of her feelings whilst doing things?

She unpacked her suitcase and thought whether it was him or someone who had prepared the room, who made place within his wardrobe. On one side there were his clothes and the other was empty with many hangers. The drawers were the same. Next to his PJs, she put hers. It felt strange. Like moving in and that was exactly what was happening. She looked around and thought how different it looked from her room. There was a small comfortable looking couch, a big bed and a huge mirror. Then the private bathroom within the room however without the key. He had taken the key out and she was sure about it. The windows of their room were looking towards the forest and you could see from above other pack members playing, working and chatting with each other. It was a perfect location. She could see further away also pack members training so she stepped with her newly worn clothes and her fresh washed hair a couple of steps closer and felt her wolf hauling in excitement. She wanted to shift and move and explore through the forest and start training again. The incident had scared her, but it would not stop her from stopping her training altogether. She wanted to become better, so that she would free herself from these situations without help from anyone else. Ah, she sighed. The start of their meeting was so romantic. The hero came to rescue the damsel in distress, however it seemed that the situation had changed completely. The hero had become an anti-hero for lack of better words. Instead of being the good guy, he was the not good and not bad guy somehow. Her stomach started to growl. She was hungry and was ready to explore her new home.