Alpha Caleb and the Blessed Wolf

11.

CALEB

"What the..." I cracked my eyes open to see a white ceiling. The last thing I remembered was pure rage. It had been a long time since my wolf took control and shut me out.

"I know you said to find out everything about the girl but I didn't think you meant sleep in her bed. Did you sniff her underwear too?"

Sitting bolt upright, I realised I was sleeping in her bed. I flung back the blanket, finding I was naked underneath.

"f**k" I really had lost control and shifted.

"You were tired after your run so I tucked you in. Found you a little snuggly too." He turned his phone around with a picture of me asleep holding an old bunny with big floppy ears and the name Nikita embroided on it's stomach.

"f*****g dickhead. Get out and bring me some clothes."

"Found some already, here you go." Throwing a pink crop top in my face and running out the door.

Why he is my beta and best friend I'll never know I thought making my way to the ensuite. The vanity wasn't like most of the girls bathrooms I had been in. There was no piles of make up and products it was neat and tidy with a fluffy grey bath robe on a hook behind the door. Gently touching the plush fabric, before I knew it my face was smothered in its softness and her scent practically punching me in the face. My wolf purred. He actually purred, a vicious beast that people run from, purring at a bathrobe. Angrily pulling away from it and stepping into the shower.

Hot water scolded my skin as I stood in the tight glass confines, steam clouding the room. Hands braced against the wall, eyes closed, I let the water freely fall over my head and down my body. It eased some of the tension in my muscles but did nothing for my racing mind. Fragments of last night returned to me.

People of both Moonstone pack and Obsidian cowered away at my giant pitch black wolf as it growled wildly before making its way back to the old outpost and along the gorge.

If my wolf was looking for signs of her across the cliff there was none. It only pissed him off more. There was something else deep down inside, he was hurt he wanted to lick her wound and nuzzle against her red wolf, he wanted to make sure she was ok. Nikita was something I had never seen before. Images of that flame like fur and pure white eyes, that slowly changed from wolf the human girl. Her defiant blue eyes locking with mine, streaks of pure white hair framing her face followed by long copper locks. I wanted her right here and now, on her knees, hands twisted in her hair. I wanted to know how do those pink lips feel wrapped around my c**k. How deep can she swallow me? She was may mate after all, she would be able to take everything I give and more.

A small groan escaped my mouth and my hand reached down to my rock hard c**k. Giving it an aggressive tug, channeling all my frustration into each stroke. Imagining her soft delicate fingers pumping up and down, up and down. Thumb running across the tip spreading my pre-c*m over the mushroom head before her cute pink tongue flicks out. Licking the same path her thumb took before running it down the under side. Defiant eyes turned mischievous as she sucks on my nuts releasing them with a pop. Fisting her hair aiming my rock hard member at her lips.

"Open" like a good submissive she'll obey. Taking me into her warm wet mouth, groaning at the sensation, my hand pumped my c**k eagerly. Head bobbing, cheeks suck in, tongue caressing, it would be damn near perfection. Pale white skin becoming flushed with pleasure. I wanted to know every inch of her mouth. I wanted to know every inch of her other pink lips down below, taste her sweet citrusy nectar, drink in her moans like music, watch as she opens herself to me, a flower blooming and feel every quiver and shake as I take her past the precipice of pleasure. Ribbons of c*m shot out smattering the shower floor. My heavy breathing slowly returning to normal as I washed the last bit of white cream down the drain.

"f**k" punching the tiles which cracked beneath my fist. She isn't even of age yet and I'm acting like a totaly creeper. I disgusted myself.

This girl is my enemy and I can't stop thinking about all the things I want to do to her. My duty is too my pack and that means to find out what she is and destroy her before she destroys us. I cannot let the mate bond blind me from what needs to be done.

A good wank always helps release some tension. Now with my mind cleared and re-focussed, wolf back under control my determination for the hunt was renewed. Find and destroy her. Throwing on a pair of black jeans and a black and red warrior shirt, that had been left on the bed, I made my way back to the Alpha office.

"I brought you breakfast sleepy head." Hendrix was sitting on the chair eating the biggest bowl of cereal I've ever seen.

I huffed past him and dug into the steaming breakfast burrito and coffee waiting for me on the desk.

"So you know how I'm awesome right." He said through a mouthful, a bit of milk dribbling down his chin. For a huge man and fierce warrior he sure was more like a big goofy child.

"Well while you were frolicking around the forest last night"

"I wasn't frolicking!"

"Of course Alpha." he winked "Well while you were dilly dallying, I was doing the hard work." I huffed rolling my eyes.

He threw a folder across the desk.

"Her name is Nikita Mayfair, 17 years old, turning 18 in just over a month. Average at school, doesn't have many friends. Her school reports are all in there." I flicked through some old baby photo's, school reports, detention slips. I had to hide my smirk at the reasons on the slips, Number 1; Nikita called Christy Donovan a vapid twit, Number 2: Broke Hamish Caldwell's nose in volleyball after he said "She didn't even need the sports bra she was wearing it's not like anything is gonna bounce." That one kind of confused me, she definitely had signs of full perky breasts even if I didn't get a good look, either way I am more of an ass man and what I saw of that it was damn fine enough to make up for lack of t**s. Many of her teachers wrote about her daydreaming in class and that she would benefit from more social interactions with friends. It seemed she was liked well enough but was blunt about her dislike for people that annoyed her which got her in trouble often.

Amongst the paperwork was a permission slip signed by her parents stating she was not allowed to participate in any wolf training classes as she was receiving private lessons. Well that's interesting. The entire time I was reading I vaguely listened to a word Hendrix was saying. "Wait.. what did you say."

"Hmm, about what?"

"The wolf thing?"

"Oh right, well many of the pack members didn't want her as Alpha because they didn't even think she had a wolf, she never shifted. Normally there is a big celebration on their 16th birthdays when they shift but Nikita didn't have one. But when I was speaking to some of the families a few boys refused to make statements about her. They wouldn't say a word even under my beta command which I found interesting so I've put them in the cells for you to interrogate maybe they will speak under a stronger alpha command."

That was strange. Her wolf was strong and powerful yet her family went to great lengths to hide her truth. No wonder word never got out about the Blessed wolf, she's been hidden here protected by her family.

Each step down to the cells my wolf's craving of fear excited him. That's the wolf I'm used to not the purring pathetic p***y whipped one. Filling the cells with my Alpha Aura, I've been told it feels like darkness deeper than a bottomless pit, all consuming emptiness.

Four young boys stood chained to the wall, trembling as my body took up the space in the door frame. Three appeared a bit older than the other one.

Staring, calculating which of the boys would be easiest to break. The smallest and youngest of them seemed to be an omega, it would be no fun breaking him but I'm short for time. I need to find out what I am up against and then needed to track her down before my wolf lost it completely.

Letting my aura wash over him as he trembled, trying his best to shrink into the wall.

"Name" I commanded

"O..O...Ollie, sir."

"Well Ollie you have two choices you can tell me everything you know about Nikita Mayfair and walk away or you can be punished and left to rot in the cells for the rest of your life." My voice calm.

"I... I can't my...my Alpha forbade us to talk about Kita, I won't go against my Alpha's command."

"Is that so? Your Alpha is now my prisoner and your pack is under my rule so that makes me your new Alpha."

"Nathaniel is our new Alpha. We will never follow you and never betray them." Interesting this little Omega boy is surprisingly strong resisting my power. Come to think of it his face seemed familiar but I couldn't pinpoint from where.

"Fine" If that was his choice I wasn't going to beg. My silver blade laced with wolfsbane sliced into the flesh of his arm coating it in thick crimson blood. The boy grunted defiantly but did not cry out. I continued my interrogation. The little s**t wouldn't yield, telling me how he would rather die than tell me anything.

I was impressed by his words despite the tears that eventually fell. Each slice or punch something deep down twisted in my gut. He reminded me of another little boy much younger, being beaten and sliced on the regular. Deja vu threw me back to a memory of the boy. First slice he cried out and was then punished more for making a sound.

"An alpha doesn't cry" my father spat.

"An Alpha takes pain and doesn't submit."

"You and you're blood are a disgrace to the Alpha name. I will make you into an Alpha, Caleb do you understand me."

I did everything that my father wanted. There would always be something less than perfect and father continued his punishment every time he saw a weakness within me. I learnt not to make sound, not to cry, to withstand the pain. One day right before my 16th birthday, before my first shift I had had enough. Reaching into the dark depths to find my wolf forming a sound that was pure terror. A sound where man stops, on the brink of beast and other nameless cruel forces begin.

It was a sound so true telling him all the kindness in me was destroyed and blackened every part of my being. My wolf emerged an Alpha. Finally he was pleased, his Alpha weapon.

The memory struck me out of no-where but it was to late and my fist connected to the boys jaw with a sickening crunch.

His body fell slack only supported by the chains on his wrist, unconscious. I had gone easy on him the cuts weren't deep but the boy's body was weak. A weak boy with a strong soul. I felt proud of the boy but guilt and unease about what I had just done to a kid twisted in my gut. I blamed my desperation to find Nikita. I hate hurting kids unless they are training.

Too late now. Hardening my heart again shoving that feeling down until it disappeared I turn toward the other 3 boys in the cell. At least they where adults.

"Who's next?"

Silence. None of them made a sound the entire time I interrogated the first boy. None wanted to confess and save him from the pain.

"You may be under your previous Alpha's command, but he is no longer in charge. I am. Tell me what you know"

My black alpha aura pulsed in the small cells, eyes turned pitch black as my wolf surfaced. The scent of piss reached my nose and I focussed on the pathetic wimp it came from. Even the omega boy held on to his fear better than this one.

"Speak."

"Ok... ok...ok. I'll tell you just don't do that to me please I beg you."

"You could have spoken up and ended it all before now." the blonde boy's face turned to the unconscious kid with a nasty scowl.

"Pfft, who cares it was all because of that little s**t anyway he finally got what he deserved" he spat. "He was always a pathetic weakling, had to get that b***h Nikita involved." Fury rippled through me. Control. Breathe. I glared waiting for him to continue.

"He was brought in from the outside a rogue omega kid. The first few months here he would come and go it pissed us off that a rogue was allowed such freedom in and out yet we were stuck behind the mirage, f*****g bullshit. One day we cornered him on his way back to the pack house. We were just roughing him up a tiny bit nothing serious but Nikita flipped and charged toward us. She was only 12 at the time but started to shift. At first we couldn't believe what was happening then we felt it. Power, an aura as strong as 50 Alpha's, it was like the wind and plants and creatures of the night bowed to her. It was like she controlled the moon and the night itself. We hadnt even developed our own wolves yet but it felt as if our wolves were trying to rip from our bodies and bow sir. We were in so much pain like our wolf and human sides were trying to tear in half." Another boy piped up. "It was only because of our Alpha that she calmed down. She never shifted in public again and we were forbidden under the Alpha's command to ever talk about the incident or her wolf."

"Who else knew about this?" I commanded.

"Who cares just kill the snobby princess," the blonde said again. "Thought she was better than everyone but she was just f*****g frigid bitch."

Anger flared and I gripped the boy's throat.

"Who else knew about her?"

"The... the Luna." My grip tightened, the boy gasped for breathe.

"Maybe the Gamma's, and B.....Beta Nathaniel" I knew the beta was holding out on me.

"Your name?"

"Hamish"

"Hamish Caldwell?"

"Yes sir." He seemed proud of himself that I knew his name.

"Age?"

"20 sir, I was a few grades older than princess bitchface" he snickered.

He thought he was funny, thought I'd be pleased with the insult and the information he divulged, enough to let them go unscathed. The opposite was true. No one gets to talk about her that way regardless of me wanting to kill her. My lip tugged up into an evil smirk as I watched the glint of fear flicker across them.

"Sir, I gave you all the information. Please please you said you wouldn't hurt me if I told you." He begged. Pathetic piss ant.

"I am the Alpha of Alpha's, the supreme ruler. I can do what ever the f**k I want."

"Please, please the Gamma has an Uncle in Shadow Claw they're our allies. Nikita and Ryker will probably head there.

"Good." I growled ripping his throat out watching the blood puddle at his feet. He was an asshole and assholes grow up to create more assholes. I was doing the world a favour.

"Take the unconscious kid to the infirmary. Don't care what you do with the others." I mind linked.

"And Hendrix," I added, "I want beta Nathaniel put in the cells. I'll be paying him a visit."