Pack of the Green Hill

Ride to Green Hill

It was an awkward farewell with her father and a very long hug filled with tears from her sister. She had always felt much closer to her sister and she would miss her dearly. She was not certain about her father. Once packed and her bags within the car, she was climbing in when she heard her father whispering to Shelia “I hope that your Alpha will live close by to my pack, so that you will be able to visit me frequently my Darling.” Her heart stung at his affectionate words towards her sister. She should have been used to it by now. She tried to not let it show on her face and hoped to remain unaffected. Jonathon glanced towards her and felt bad for her.

Jonathon started to drive. She was in the driver’s seat whereas Niels was sitting behind. It was very silent in the car. She was considering saying something to break the silence but being not much of a talker herself or having learnt that it was the best to remain quiet, she could not come up with a topic to speak about. She could ask trivial questions, which she knew the answers to, but she was not interested in that. She could ask “Why is your pack called the Green Hill? How many people does your pack have?” etc. however since she knew the answers why bother to ask these questions. She had gathered information about the pack and about the two people sitting in the car. There were 334 people currently in the pack. Jonathon had a younger sister. Niels was mateless but lived a careless life except that he was very dedicated to his Beta duties. Doubted at the beginning whether he was fit for his position he had proved himself over time that he was very capable of handling his role. Jonathon was known to be a strong and strict ruler with his emotions at check. She wondered how she fit in into this complex equation. She looked outside and let her thoughts of trains run without breaking the silence. “She is not much of a talker.” Niels was mindlinking to his Alpha. Jonathan glanced to her and saw that she was caught up deep in thoughts. He could feel that she did not feel comfortable in their presence yet. Although the mate link would calm her down, she was cautious. Still hurt from the fight before and leaving her old pack, she would have to see how everything would turn out. Niels not able to bear the silence much longer started some small talk with Jonathon. Shelia remained silent throughout the ride. “At some point, she would will need to ask for a break and then she will speak.” Was the wishful thinking of Niels. Jonathon did not comment much to his mates’ silence. He sensed that she was one of the quieter women. Her actions spoke loud and clearly for her. She was a fierce fighter and he had checked up that evening on her feeling uncomfortable leaving a sad mate behind and heard Jack’s words. His wolf had felt threatened by their fight. That was a big achievement. The pure male strength was the only reason that he defeated her. Otherwise, the situation would have been upside down.

“You should tell me, whenever you need a break, it is no bother at all and also we need to rest.” He had said it calmly by maintaining eye contact with her, therefore he saw immediately that she was hesitant to ask for a break. He frowned at it and decided “Let us have a break now.” They stopped at a small and cozy diner. After sitting at a round couch table, a pretty waitress approached them. She could not believe her luck of having two handsome men at her service area. She kept glancing between the two men and Gloria back and forth in order to understand the situation. The waitress thought that the girl did not seem to be close to any of the two men, so she would flirt with both of them since the girl seemed so indifferent and they were not much speaking with each other. Gloria studied the menu but was not sure, what to choose. The waitress bent down to expose her large cleavage and asked by looking at the men: “What would you like to have… To eat?” she used a sexy voice and had slurred the question almost. Gloria looked at her. What a courage the waitress had. Males from the other tables were jealously glancing at them. She missed to acknowledge the males, whom were sizing her up as well, however Jonathon had not missed it. He frowned at it and tried not to become too protective already now. One table was standing for her out from all the other once. There was a table with a particular cute dog. It was a beautiful big dog, who calmly was sitting down. She loved dogs, therefore he immediately caught her attention. After ordering curtly she excused herself and went to the washroom passing the table with the dog. Whilst passing the Labrador seemed to have sensed her love and started to wiggle his tail like crazy and jumped on her. She smiled at the display of pure joy and immediate connection. After asking the male owner if she could pet him, she did so. The dog was all over the place and was such a powerful dog that when she would not be careful, she would land on the floor next to him. She carefully bend down on her knees to stroke him. His tongue was overly eager and was trying to reach her face. She turned her face away from the slippery tongue. Unconsciously smiling she asked the owner “How old is he?” He chuckled and said, “Just 2 and full of energy as you can see” he responded with a light laugh. “I can see that!” she answered joyfully back. His look intensified and he asked her “If you should be free sometime, we could take him out together?” A low warning growl could be heard from the table she had been sitting at a few minutes ago. She glanced to the table and saw Jonathon with clinched teeth. “Thanks for the offer but I need to go.” After one final stroke to the beautiful Labrador she finally went to the washroom and returned swiftly to her table without trying to glance at the owner whilst his dog was jumping crazily around. Jonathon was watching her every movement and already feeling uncomfortable, she became even more tense. She did not see any reason to apologize but perhaps she ought to? With her father she would have done so, but was Jonathon the same? Was the nature of Alpha’s perhaps the same? After some time, where Jonathon spoke with his Beta, he seemed to have relaxed. She glanced at him and was relieved that he was back to his former self. Meanwhile, the owner of the dog had paid and stood up and had let go of the dog leash for just for a moment. This moment was used by the eager Labrador to break himself free towards the object of her desire- Gloria. Jonathon sensing a fast movement protectively pulled Gloria to himself closer whilst pushing her face towards his breast. The Labrador jumped on her with his full body weight making the embrace between Jonathon and her even more tightly. She could hear his heartbeat and smell his perfume and the tingles were creating goosebumps on her arms. The Labrador had managed to climb on her body and tried like before licking her face. She started to laugh uncontrollable and tried to push him back with her hands, so he licked her hands. The waitress was looking grumpily at the scenario but was not intending to get involved considering the size of the dog. The owner had rushed hastily and said “Sorry. He seems to love you. He has never behaved with anyone else like that.” whilst looking into her eyes or at least trying since her eyes were with a smile on the Labrador. “No worries.” She responded back missing the warning look of Jonathon to the male owner. Understanding the warning, he hastily removed a very reluctant dog and rushed out of the diner. All three laughed at the situation. She said looking at Jonathon “I should go wash my hands.” Before going to the washroom for the 2nd time in a short period of time she turned back to them and said with a smile lingering on her lips “That was an ice breaker.”