The alpha rejection

Chapter 14

I took a deep breath and headed out my door and down the hallways taking seemingly random twists and turns. I know exactly who I need to visit to release my problems.

Zac

After about ten minutes of staring at the now empty hallway where Bella stood in front of me just a short while ago, I heard footsteps approaching me from the behind. I turned around quickly only to come face to face with my father’s beta, John.

John was a nice man and did his job very well. His hair was a natural shade of dark brown that

stayed curly even when drenched in water. He often got asked if he has had ever gotten perm. sometime before by seemingly random men in bars or on the streets. But John was a good man and rarely lost his temper so his reply would always be a laugh and then he would walk away.

His son however was quite the opposite. Saying that John's son Jacob, was a player was a severe understatement. He played around with girls more then I ever did and he never cared about their feelings. He infect had a little notebook that he keeps in his locker that he calls his rulebook.

He has literally filled the whole thing with rules like, "Hump them then Dump them" or "Don't get attached, it's a pain in the ass". I at

least consider a small part if not more, of the girls feelings before I do a "Hump and Dump". I had always tried to be somewhat kind to my girl of the week, But Jacob just never cared claiming that if they wanted a nice guy they wouldn't be a w***e.

"Queen Emmaline has requested the presence of you and your father in her office. It is located up in the east tower of the building and it's nearly impossible to miss. Once you have finished whatever you need to discuss please alert your father that I can be found with the other alpha's." John said softly. The way he spoke the queen's name was filled with so much respect that it made me wonder about what she had done as queen to make her so loved and worshiped. I had seen that same look in all the more elder alpha's eyes and I wished to have the privy to knowing what the cause of it was. I nodded at John and then watched as he walked away down the same hallway Bella had left abruptly from but instead of turning right, John took a left.

Once John was out of my sight, I started off quickly toward the east tower. It looked as if it would be easy to get there but nope that was definitely not the case. Before this mission to get to the tower I had never thought it was possibly to have so many hallways twisting and turning. It was like a labyrinth I guess, you never know which way to go and your instincts never do a damn thing to help you get out. I kept getting a gut feeling to go right, I did only to reach a dead end with a locked door that looked like a supply closet.

I would have to remember that place once I have gotten Bella to forgive me ... it would give us some privacy, if you know what I mean.

Finally after what felt like an hour of trying to find my way but in reality was only half of that time at the very most, had found my way to the east tower. It took another ten minutes to climb all the damn stairs as well, but at the end I was feeling quite proud of myself.

Yes, I know I'm cocky .. maybe a little too cocky for my own good but I can't help it. It's just how I roll - so to speak of course. It is like how an Asian kid is born smart ... wait never mind, that's kind of racist and I'm trying to get out of that racy comment habit. My father said that if I wanted to be a proper alpha that I would have to treat everyone the same.

I turned towards the door and knocked twice before putting my hands flat against my sides.

"You may come in," I heard Queen Emmaline say from the other side of the door. "Your father and I have been waiting."

I nodded my head only to scold myself, there is a door separating us so why make a silent gesture to a door. Next thing you know me and the door are going to be getting married and I will be stuck whispering "Look after my heart, I've left it with you" while oiling my wife's hinges (or husband's because you really never know).

Ok, maybe I'm having a bit of an off day with my mind because however I connected Edward Cullen and getting married to a door to be the cause at accidentally nodding to a door, I don't know.

I shook myself out of my internal rant by remembering that the queen had told me to enter. I quickly opened the door, entered the room and then closed it slowly behind me.

"Please take a seat beside your father," Queen Emmaline said with a smile.

I did as she said and sat beside my father on a suede black couch.

"Why have you requested to see us?" My father asked the queen while trying to stay polite. We weren't used to talking to people that required such a high level of respect and authority, usually we were the overruling power.

"I have heard rumours that your pack is quite strong and large, is that true?" she asked simply, not giving away much of what she summoned us here for.

"Yes indeed that is so, we are a large pack of approximately five hundred." My fathers reply was simple and strong.

Queen Emmaline, nodded her head, "And how many of that five hundred are fighters?"

"Around half your highness."

The queen smiled, "Perfect." She got up and moved around to the front of her desk where she pulled out a niece or baner with something written on it. She opened it up and read it quickly to make sure she had the right paper in her hands.

"Than's pack of rogue wolves has been grown gat a rapid pace. I'm afraid that we soon may not have enough fighters to keep him off our grounds long enough. If it alright with you, and I hope it is, can I have your pack transported over to help defend and work with us to defeat Than." Her eyes drifted towards the open window and out into the forest beyond the walls of the castle. "I know it's a lot to ask but it is only temporary and would help us out immensely." She then handed the paper that she had refolded up to my father.

My father opened the paper and read it.

"He is the head of my army and one of my most trusted men, you can speak to him about fighting arrangements if you decided to stay."

"Of course we will stay, it's an honour just to be invited to fight along side the royal army." My father said proudly.