The Hidden Hero

Chapter 5- Mate Recognises me

Alpha Brad POV

I stand there shocked as Anne walks off, while she has a tongue, she has never openly told me that she hates me and the idea of being my mate. My wolf is whimpering at the possible loss of his mate, but I already plan on rejecting her.

I know tomorrow is her birthday, and a smirk crosses my face. In front of everyone I will reject that wolf-less girl and then banish her.

I cannot believe that fate would bond me with such a useless mate. While she may be pretty and have a wonderful personality, I cannot bring myself to be with her as she has no wolf. Therefore, she is weak and would be a liability to this pack.

If I was not the alpha then I would have been happy, I would have apologised for all of the bullying I did in the past and make it up to her. Then I would mate and mark her and live the rest of my life with my goddess gifted mate. However, I am the alpha and I must put the pack first.

My hatred towards Anne is born from a desire to be with her but never being able to, I know now that she is my mate and from her reaction, she was quick to work it out. But I need a strong she wolf who will bear me strong alpha pups, not someone who will only make me, the pack and my pups weaker.

I then have an idea, while I can banish her tomorrow after her party, I want to reject her quickly so both of us can be freed from this bond but it is too late to do it today. I quickly grab a piece of paper and write an official letter to Anne, handing it to a passing omega to give to her tomorrow morning.

Anne POV

I cannot believe my fate. How could I be mated to one of the three people in this pack who relish in making my life a misery? Surely this is some mistake?

While I might be wolf-less that does not mean that I am desperate. I will never accept him as my mate. And if Brad does not reject me, then I will reject him the next time I see him.

I spend the rest of the day preparing for my birthday tomorrow, knowing that he will be planning something to ruin it but I plan to be a few steps ahead of him. I have already packed a bag and when I climb into bed this evening then my plan will be in place.

The bag I packed earlier is stashed just outside of the territory, which was easy enough to do. While I do not want to leave this pack as it is my home and my brother and friends are here, I will leave if I have too and without a fight. I already have a job in the human world that no one here knows about, and I plan on using that to help me build my life.

After all, in the human world I am rich and known to only those in the technological community. I am known as one of the greatest hackers in England, and I tend to lend my services out to companies to test their software protection. I started this when I was sixteen and within a few months my workload became bombarded with companies requesting my assistance.

I also have my own business that I started up, I make my own sweets and sell them online. Both of my jobs are done remotely so no one within the pack knows about them, I make the sweets in a little shop in the human territory which I will make into a mini home and sweet shop if I am made to leave this pack tomorrow.

The thought sits heavy in my heart, but something tells me that is exactly what will happen.

I fall asleep thinking about what tomorrow may bring, I will either be with my mate or abandoned. Either way, I will not give up who I am or what I stand for and no matter what I will be happy. That will be my ultimate revenge, to be happy in my life.

I awake the next day after a fruitful sleep, I will admit that I did not expect to sleep so well. Hopefully the rest of the day will go so well, but the feeling in my stomach is giving me a totally different vibe.

I grab an apple to eat from the kitchen before heading back to my bedroom and choosing the outfit for the day, I settle on skinny washed jeans with a deep red bra-let. I then quickly jump into the shower and start my daily routine before I even start to think about the breaking news from yesterday.

No sooner have I gotten out of the shower and dressed in my jeans and bra-let that there is a knock on the front door.

“Anne, I have been asked by Alpha Brad to give you this.” An omega says to me, sadness in her eyes.

I look down at the envelope in her hand and take a sharp intake of breath. In her hand in an official letter, one demanding compliance as resistance is punished severely.

I have been summoned.