Chapter Five - Alpha Johnathan
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Chapter Five - Alpha Johnathan
{{Alpha Johnathan POV}}
That f***ing witch should be hanged for telling my son about the prophecy. I need to find out what she knows. Iʻve tried to keep the peace all these years and now she wants to come and ruin everything Iʻve done. Over my f***ing dead body. This prophecy cost me the love of my life.
{{Flashback}}
When I was still a pup, I sensed my mate in our pack. She was a cute lil thing and our Betaʻs daughter. Her name was Lauren. She had dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. Her wolf Lizelleʻs coat was fawn with a dark contrast black strip down the middle of her back.
At the time my father, King Jaxx was the ruling Alpha and he was mean and ruthless. He travelled all over the middle region waging war with any packs he came across.
While out on one of his tyrant escapades, we were attacked by rogue wolves. Wolves hell bent on revenge as most were left pack less after my father killed most of their members. The warriors left to protect our territory were outnumbered.
It was during this invasion that Lauren was killed. Her mother being the Betaʻs wife was trying to get all the women and pups into the safe room. She saved a lot of pack members but didnʻt make it back to the safe room in time. Lauren refused to leave her mothers side and come into the safe room with the rest of us. Both she and her mother perished.
The loss of Lauren was so great that it followed me into my near adult years. My father said, because Lauren died so young, maybe the Moon Goddess would bless me with another destined. I prayed it would be so. But I was so pissed with my father as well. Why did he need to be so ruthless? If he was a good and caring Alpha, these wolves wouldʻnt have turned rogue and attacked. It took me a long while to forgive him, I donʻt know if I ever did.
As I grew older and went traveling with my father, I tried to look for my destined or even a chosen mate but she could not be found. I felt as if she may have been out there but I also had a feeling that maybe my father may have killed her and her pack during one of his wars. I didnʻt feel a loss that most do if a destined has died like I did with Lauren. So maybe the Moon Goddess didnʻt bless me with a second chance mate.
Finally, my father said I would need to choose a mate, preferably someone from our own pack. He suggested Kryss who was the Betaʻs other daughter and Laurenʻs baby sister. She was still a baby when their mother was killed. Kryss survived because she was given to an omega to take to the safe room.
I despised my fathers choice as the hurt for Lauren was still apparent and here he was pushing her sister on me. At first, I also despised Kryss because she lived and my mate died. But I couldnʻt blame her for my mate's death. She was just a baby and didnʻt understand what was happening.
Kryss and I started off as friends and I realized she was a great girl. Funny, smart and pretty. She had dirty blonde hair like Lauren did but her eyes were black as night. Something she inherited from her father. I felt it was alluring as it was such an odd pairing of hair and eyes. Kryss and I were openly dating but we both were also open to seeing other people until we decided if we were a good fit.
After a while things started getting hot and heavy between Kryss and I and I started finally feeling like the Moon Goddess was blessing me by allowing me to love again. Even if Kryss was more a chosen mate instead of a destined one. I thought Kryss was ready for a full commitment as well with how much time we spent together. I knew the pull was stronger on my end than hers and it bothered me till no end. I wondered if the Moon Goddess was playing tricks on my mind. If I felt the pull, then shouldnʻt Kryss as well? Ugh!!
One day while out running with my wolf Lennox, I figured I run the inside border of previous packs territory that was next to ours. One that my father had taken as one of his spoils. While running, I hear splashing while coming up on one of the many lakes Canada has to offer. From the sound of it, it sounded like a couple in the throes of heated s*x. This was something that was the norm in wolf packs and I really didnʻt need to spy until I caught a familiar scent of lily and rain. Right off the top I knew it was Kryss. I knew I shouldnʻt, but I stealthily approached. I was downwind so my scent wasnʻt caught on the wind where theyʻd pick up on it.
Kryss and her boy toy were in the lake pawing at each other. It was Allen, one of our packmates and mutual friends. I guess more than mutual for Kryss. They were in waist high water and her legs were wrapped around his waist . She moaned with excitement and I couldnʻt move at the sight before me, no matter how much I tried. I just stared in disbelief and seething anger. I couldnʻt watch anymore, Lennox turned on his heel and we sprinted away.
When I saw Kryss the following day, it was like nothing ever happened. Blue skies and sunshine, giddy and gay. She came up to me and started kissing the back of my neck and rubbing my bulge. It irked the s**t outta me. She was just a little wh*re, shaking her little ass for anyone wanting to get a little taste. She disgusted me. I guess not having a mother around didnʻt teach her how to properly act like a lady.
“Hey, baby Iʻm horny. Wanna get away for a quickie? I know a nice lake where we can be
alone.” She says
“No, thanks. Iʻm not in the mood”
“Aww come on” she whines
Allen walks by about 20 feet in front of us, giving Kryss the tongue in cheek motion. What an
ass, both of them.
“Kryss, do you love me?”
“Of course, I love you. What kind of question is that?”
“I know youʻre not ready for a commitment but I need to know if you are ready to be committed
to just me”
With a little hesitancy “well of course baby. Itʻs always been only you. We might have dated
other people but Iʻve only been intimate with you.”
I look at her with disgust “donʻt lie to me Kryss”
“Iʻm not lying”
“Really now, so the little s*x session yesterday in the lake with Allen is you being faithful?
Her eyes widened with shock then darkened with anger “You spied on me?”
“No, I was out running with Lennox when I caught your scent, I went to see you but apparently
you were busy getting busy with someone other than me.”
“Well, maybe if you paid more attention to me, I wouldnʻt have to find it somewhere else!”
“Donʻt you mean, everywhere else?”
She stood up and stormed away. I couldnʻt believe that I could have fallen for someone so
shallow. Iʻm glad I found out about it now rather than later. Still hurts like a b**ch tho. Urgh!!
Wallowing in my self imposed sorrow, I continued to accompany my father on his ruthless travels
across central Canada. I was starting to become just like him. No sympathy, no empathy, heart of stone and ice, no mercy. We made a great team and my father was grooming me to take over as the next Alpha of Reindeer Lake.
As time went on, we noticed that as we were taking over packs in the mid-northern areas, the mid-southern areas were reforming new packs or rebuilding old packs. And visa versa. I guess because it would take us months, sometimes years before we returned to a certain area. I kept telling my father he should really think about setting up satellite packs under his ruling pack. Packs that are somewhat independent but still falling under the umbrella of Reindeer Lake. This would ensure that when we did move about Canada, all the satellite packs would keep an eye on their designated areas and not allow other packs to rebuild. But my father lived and fought in the old ways. There was no changing him.
After finally 3 years away, we were finally home. A small welcome crowd gathered and Mom was so happy to see us and doted on me. Made me feel like a kid while pack members giggled at my expense. My brother James who is 3 years younger than I was now a man. Giving him a manly hug, it was great to see him. It's a wonder what 3 years can do to a person. Kryss was also in the crowd. Hanging back, trying to look invisible. I saw Allen walk up to her and try to give her a peck on the cheek but she pushed him away. The crowd gave way and I could see Allen had knocked her up. Her stomach was swollen and she looked to be having her pup soon. I just scoffed, thinking, thank goodness I wasnʻt the father.
We were home for about a month when my father started getting antsy again. The man could not stay in one place. Always wanting to go conquer the world. But I also think he loved the freedom of sleeping around with loose wolves who gladly shook their asses in his face. I despised him for all of his extra marital affairs. Mom knew about it. I asked her once and she said, their relationship is now more like a platonic one and she was actually ok with the affairs. It meant that she didnʻt need to give in to his urges. I was stunned!
“Son, donʻt look at me that way”
“But mom, you and dad are mated, itʻs just not normal. It's not right”
“Your father and I will always be mated and connected because that is the wish of the Moon
Goddess. But your father and I have emotionally grown apart. It doesnʻt mean I love him any
less. It just means we are comfortable to be doing what we want, separate from each other.
Your father has his life and I have mine. He loves to travel and go do whatever it is that he does.
While I love staying here and taking care of the pack. Making sure the pack pups are healthy
and well taken cared of. I cannot and do not have the heart to experience the atrocities your
father commits while out there. I just donʻt have the stomach for such things. If I went with your
father on every escapade,weʻd surely be rejecting each other and breaking our mating bond.
Believe me, it's for the best.”
“Mom, so I get the whole destined mate thing and all, but why did you accept him as a mate? I
mean, Iʻve never met a heartless son of a b**ch like him.”
“Son, your father wasnʻt always the way he is. Pride and greed drove him to be the person he
is today. When your father and I met, he was the sweetest soul.”
“Dad? You must have mistaken him with someone else.”
“No son, he was a great man. I wish the Goddess would give that man back to me. I miss him
so much.” Her eyes glazed over remembering the man she fell in love with and a single tear
rolled down her cheek.
“You see son, your father thought I needed the world. And in order to give me that he felt he
needed to conquer the world. When in actuality, he was my world. But by the time your father
realized that, it was too late. His greed for more territory and his lust after other women were
out of control and continues to be so.
“Mom, I see myself being just like him. What is wrong with being the ruler of such a massive
area?”
“Absolutely nothing son. The problem is not with how big your territory is but rather how big is
your worth to the people you rule over. See son, it's one thing for someone to respect you
because they want to. But itʻs another if they respect you because they have to. That kind of
thing should never have to be forced on anyone. Itʻs like you are putting so much fear into them
that you are taking away their right to think for themselves. Is that the kind of ruler you want to
be? Look at your father. Does he look happy? Look at his beta and gamma? Do they look
happy? Now look at our pack. Yes they may seem happy because they are under the protection
of their Alpha. But none would dare leave for fear of being killed on one of your fatherʻs forays.
Believe me, itʻs not the kind of legacy you wanna leave.”
I thought hard about what my mother was telling me. Did I want to become an Alpha just like my
father? Or did I want to be a peaceful ruler that people love? Iʻve always been humbled by my mothers words. She always seemed to have a good head on her shoulders. Always thinking about the betterment of the whole instead of the greediness of a few. It was then that I found myself wallowing in self pity for the person that Iʻd become. It was time to change.
“Mom, do you think Iʻll ever find my mate”
Her eyes showed sorrow and said “son, only the Goddess knows. We can only hope she is
merciful in the eyes of love and blesses you with your heart's desire.”
“I hope so too. Sheʻs out there mom, I just need to find her.”
Momʻs smile was infectious. “And I will be overjoyed when you do.”
Gotta love mom, such a sweet soul. I hope to find someone just like her.
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