The Alpha's Mate (GxG)

chapter one

Arya’s p. o .v

“Ummm,” tingling sensations filled my body as I tried not to moan aloud… I could feel his hands slowly going up my thighs in painfully slow ,intense pleasure driven motions . My hips instinctively lifted up and off the bed thrusting in his direction ,just wanting more of his touch.

I could not help it as another soft moan left my mouth whilst I felt his wet soft lips lay a gentle kiss on the delicate skin of my inner thigh. I wanted more…more of him ,more if his touch ,more pleasure. I wanted to touch him ,just needed to feel more of him. My hands found his head as it lay right where it belongs, between my thighs and gently pulled on his long strands of hair wanting more.

I could feel his feather light kisses delicately going up my inner thighs , skipping the tender sensitive skin between my legs and laying kisses a little under my belly button . A frustrated grunt left my lips as my hands slowly went down his neck to his shoulders and then all the way to his ohhh… so perky round breasts-wait what!

My eyes were now wide open as I looked around my dark room. It did not take much time to find him …well more like find her. My hands were comfortably caressing her boobs and no part of my body wanted to stop . They looked so lush and inviting I couldn’t help but give them a gentle squeeze and fondled them between my hands . A light moan left her delicate lips and sent shivers down my spin effectively daring me to want more of her .

Her n*****s were slowly getting harder and harder as my thumbs ran slow circles around them …the harder they were the more I wanted to suck them and the wetter I got. It was like she could read my mind as I felt her tiny hand going down my waist ,under my panties and “ahhhhh,” My eyes peeled wide open with a sense of agency as I awoke from my beautiful nightmare.

I looked at the clock that rested on my nightstand only to see that the time was two twenty seven a.m. I huffed in annoyance as my head hit my pillow once more. I honestly just wanted to go back to my dream and get more . I laid in bed for a few seconds trying to catch my breath just looking at my sealing . I could feel it…it was hard to miss but I still wanted to make sure.

My hands slowly went down my tummy to the waistband of my panty . I gently opened up my legs a little wider and reached my hand down south. I was indeed wet and it was so warm and cozy down there….I could feel temptation lurking. I mean I was already up and already wet I might as well just take advantage of the situation. My hands took real good care of my pleasure for the night and I fell into a peaceful slumber soon after .

I hit the shower first thing in the morning as soon as I awoke before doing some light stretches and getting ready for my day. I would have hit the gym or maybe gone for a run but I was running late for training. I could still feel my muscles sore from the previous days training session but I ignored it just grateful to have gotten some sleep last night. It has been long since I was actually able to get a good night’s sleep. A lot of past trauma haunt me and keep me up ,twisting and turning all night, but last was different aside from the strange but appreciated wet dream, I finally got some good night’s rest .

I made my way to the training ground whilst a lot of pack members saw me walking past them and slightly bowed down their heads as a form of respect .I had worked very hard to earn their respect. I can’t even count the days that I spent up all night training ,fighting thriving and surviving all the horrors that came with being the alphas daughter and only child. I grew up having to constantly prove myself and once I did prove myself I had to constantly fight to maintain and keep that respect because one wrong move from me I could just kill everything I’ve spent years working for… I could just see all my dreams and ambitions crumbling down at my feet as a result of one singular mistake. My place as future alpha was beyond insecure and considered delicate of a matter for even though I was the alphas child I was a female.

I am the only child of my father the alpha of the silver Rose pack as the only daughter or only child in this case I am expected to keep on his legacy and be his successor as the future alpha of the pack. A lot of people have reservations about me leading the pack as the alpha female seeing as I was a woman. Obviously I am well aware that it is the twenty first century and women could be in positions of power or leadership roles but things in the supernatural world were a bit different .The man provide and the woman nature and provide warmth ,yes we have had warrior Queens or princesses including female warriors in general but men still remained blinded by their chauvinism or the need to hold their gender on a pedestal.

They were some females in the pack that were kicking some ass and occupying positions of power but they all had to work very hard to get there. Some people felt that having a female alpha would be taking the whole equality and feminism thing way too far and overdoing it. Many said the pack will appear weak to our enemies and a woman was not fit to rule the pack. The sad part is that not only men were against my leadership but some woman. They were some female alphas leading packs out there but that did not erase the years of one minded , backwards chauvinistic thinking that a lot of people had in terms of a woman being their leader .

I felt like all eyes on me and I couldn’t help but feel like anything I say or I do could be used against me. All the work that I have done all just be for nothing all because of one mistake ,one error in judgement ,one bad day or just a simple miscalculation . Felt like people were waiting for me to do something wrong so they could say “see…this is exactly why a woman can’t be our alpha,” I couldn’t help constantly having my guard up, always suspicious of people’s intentions . Are they pretending to be happy with my leadership…could they all be pretending to support me and my goal to lead or are they genuinely supportive. I knew for a fact that there were people who did not want me to become alpha and most of them did not bother pretending . It was made clear that most of the pack members were on edge about me being their alpha or simply just did not want me or any other women being their leader.

A lot of the werewolves in the kingdom held beliefs that woman are weak or that I was weak and not valued or seen as capable in general . I would constantly feel like I was the representation of all female werewolves for if I messed this up then I will be the reason or excuse people would use to not allow women in positions of power. My leadership would be used as an example of a woman’s leadership and if I fail my pack then I would be used as the reason why many would not want a woman as their alpha . I never want to hear that a woman cannot be a leader of the pack because the one time they was a female alpha she did this ,that and the forth thus woman are incapable of leadership and I'll be the reason that women will be shunned and not allowed their right to their own Father's land ,their own birth right to lead in their own territory.

At first it seemed as if I was the only one ready for training even though I was late. No one was moving. Everyone was standing still with their backs turned to me. I could feel the hostility in the air as people watched in wonder at some unknown object .I looked around to see what was going on and what the pack members were glaring at. I slowly made my move towards the crowd to tell them to start the training and stop lazing around when a weird , peculiar scent filled my senses. It did not smell like a rogue exactly, it was a pack member…not just any pack member ,our pack member but somehow still a rogue.

I stopped dead in my tracks and followed the peculiar scent and finally laid my eyes on the object of all this mass confusion. I laid my eyes on where everyone was looking and found a girl ,no not a girl a woman. She looked pitiful to say the least. She was covered up in dirt , mud and blood all over her tiny frame with scares and bruises lingering all over her pale skin. I tried to pick up the weird smell that lingered with hers but still couldn’t quite make sense of it. She looked like a rogue and slightly smelt like one too. I could tell the she was a rogue yet I could also instinctively that she was a pack member not just any pack member but a member of the silver Rose pack.

Her beautiful Ocean blue eyes called out to me. Her pale, chapped lips quivering with fear as her eyes were constantly looking around with a great deal of alarm and confusion . It was as if she couldn’t comprehend what was going on in her surroundings but I couldn’t fault her for that seeing as we were all just staring at her and we were strangers with some of us looking quite aggressive. The weird thing was how she looked beaten and abused but there was no shred of fear coming out of the system . I couldn’t smell or see by traces of fear from her even though she was a stranger and a rogue in the midst of a riled up pack of werewolves curious of her motives and ready to come to her at any moment and tear her limb from limb. We all just stood looking at her nobody seemed to do anything or attacked her even though she was a stranger trespassing on our pack lands and I couldn’t figure out why, probably because she smells like one of us and looked pitiful regardless of her seemingly being a rogue.

Everything just happened so fast. I could barely control my emotions, my feelings, my thoughts and my wolf. All I could focus on was her and her scent. It was as if a switch had just went off in my head. It was like I was being released from a delusion and getting trapped in some sort of hold. I was getting a rush of emotions and feelings some mine but most of them belonged to my wolf . I could tell that she was burning with deep passion from within me . At first I thought maybe it was anger from seeing someone trespassing in our pack land . Someone had found a way to trespass in my land and go all the way to the heart of our pack without being detected. I could feel a growl threatening to rip through my chest and my wolf losing control. I caught more of her scent in the air as a growled came out my lips whilst pack member backed out of the way giving me a greater view of the strange girl .

I could hear her gentle weeping and I looked at her one more time as her heavy ocean Blue eyes had let an ocean of tears escape slowly coming down her pale cheeks. Her chest increasingly went up and down… up and down then faster and faster. Her heart rate soon matched and everything just clicked…it all made sense. The words fought to leave my lips but I help it in at all cost….

“Mate,”

she was my mate.