Soul Mates

Chapter 2

Cole Lynch was ready for the monthly trip to town. As a pack of werewolves, they collected most of their own supplies. Grew fruits and vegetables, raised hogs and cattle for meat, and hunted. The pack had it made back in the woods about twenty miles from town.

One day of each month a small group would head into the town for a list of materials that isn't able to be grown. This month, the materials centered around Cole's Choosing Ceremony. In just two weeks he would go from a juvenile 17 year old to a full grown 18 year old male wolf. In two weeks, he would go through the ceremonial Choosing for his soul mate.

His father had begun pushing for him to begin looking for his chosen mate, but something about this felt different. It felt almost as if he wasn't meant to go through the Choosing Ceremony, or he just had a really bad case of the nerves. After all, the Choosing Ceremony would dictate the rest of his life, who he spent it with, who he raised pups with, and who helped him keep order in the pack. There was absolutely no reason to be nervous in the least bit.

"So," Ezra Reeves clapped his best friend on the back, "You ready to get this s**t over with?" It was a genuine question. Many of the town wolves didn't really care about going into town, but they were Alpha Austin's most trusted wolves. Alpha Austin couldn't just send any wolves, he had to trust that the wolves he sent would behave, properly even while unsupervised.

This group of trusted wolves included his son Cole, Ezra Reeves, Cameron Forbes, Tristian Elliot, and Ruth Owens. Cole was the sole heir to the Alpha position, Cameron and Ezra were Cole's best friends and sons of two high ranking wolves that worked closely with the Alpha. The final two members were highly regarded warriors to protect the young,  yet high ranking wolves.

"Yeah, I'm already ready to come home and we haven't even left yet," Cole joked. He looked away from the commotion of lower ranked wolves loading the truck and into the eyes of Ezra.

"I get it, man. But you should be more excited this month. This is your last trip to town as a single wolf." Ezra pointed out with a goofy grin. "You should really enjoy this trip just a little. I hear the human girls are pretty f*****g good." Ezra danced away from Cole's half-assed attempt to punch him.

The two let out loud laughs as the elder pack members looked on with disapproval. It was no secret that the Alpha's heir could be very childish, but he took his duties and his pack seriously. Cole's child-like ways would come to an end after his Choosing Ceremony. He would have the responsibility to care for and protect a she-wolf, and that was no joking matter.

The group of five wolves stuffed into a black 2019 Chevy Tahoe. It was a comfortable fit with Tristian at the wheel, and Cole in the front passenger seat. The other three arranged themselves in the back seat with Ruth in the middle and Cameron and Ezra on either side of her. The back row of seats were laid down so it would be easy for the five to pack their monthly purchases into the car.

The not so long ride was filled with Ezra, Cameron, and Cole joking around and picking on the older, much more serious warriors. When they finally arrived into town the group had become antsy from being trapped in a car for thirty minutes. Thirty minutes to a human was manageable in a car, but for overactive wolves, it was more than a struggle. They would have much preferred to run to town; however, that would have raised too many questions from the townsfolk.

The five graceful wolves made their way out of the car. Humans walking into the store stopped dead in their tracks to stare. After all, were's were naturally beautiful and intimidating, so it's difficult to tell which made the mortals stop and stare. Cole stood at a towering 6" 3' with broad shoulders, a shapely waist and powerful, rippling muscles. His dark brown hair fell across the top of his forehead in uncontrollable strands, but he kept it short enough to keep it from covering his shockingly blue eyes.

Ezra was only an inch shorter at 6" 2' with the same stature as his soon to be Alpha. His blond hair fell a couple of inches below his ears and across his forehead, threatening to hide his amber eyes from the world. Cameron was the shortest of the three at 5" 9'. His shoulders were more narrow than his friends but his muscles stood out making him appear more threatening than the rest. He had cropped dirty blond hair and honey brown eyes.

Tristian stood at 6 foot even with black hair that seemed to stand straight up regardless of what he did to it. His dark brown eyes blended nicely with his perfectly tanned skin. He was built much like the taller wolves. Ruth was different. Her dyed jade hair was beginning to show off her blonde roots, but it fit nicely with her hazel eyes. She was tall for a woman at 5" 6', but she had the perfect feminine shape. Long tan legs that led up to a flat stomach with two perfectly shaped swells side by side on her chest. Truth be told, Ruth was almost every man's dream girl as far as looks and body were concerned.

The five wolves simply rolled their eyes at the mere humans and made their way to the first shop. They were more than ready to complete the mission their Alpha sent them on.