Deserving

Who is that

Midnight Sun Alpha POV

I have to say that I am looking forward to today's border run. Its been a while since I've actually been able to go on one, having been so busy reviewing initial tenders for the new pack house, on boarding a new coven of vampires into the territory and just my day to day pack stuff that running the borders had just been delegated to my beta and gamma. But not today. I have cleared my schedule and I will run to my hearts content. Starla was doing happy circles in my head she was thay excited. I was more concerned with the rumors of a rogue pack trying to breach the city limits, but she was just happy to be getting out.

I bid goodbye to my Beta and Gamma, and took off to my start point of my run, dipping behind a tree to shift before letting Starla loose. Starla was unusual in the way she was pure white, not a hair of different coloured fur on her. Not ideal when needing to be stealthy, but if it ever snowed I was easy to lose. We set off north along the border, following the perimeter, making note of what I saw as I went. Low number of guards still, why have my guard numbers not been upped when I asked several times already. Growling slightly at my annoyance as I reached the part of the border that the hotel met our borders. Slowing down so as not to scare any potential guests, I could feel Starla going crazy in my head, she had smelt something she liked.

I sat down for a break and to try and figure out where the smell of vanilla and jasmine was coming from. My heart was racing, I couldn't tell if from the scent or the run I had just had. I heard a noise nearby, and looked up. There was the most incredible wolf I had ever seen. Her fur was pitch black, with a blue tinge in the right light, and the eyes. One blue and one green. I had never seen anything like it before. I just stared gobsmacked as this beautiful she wolf. She was creeping closer and closer, and I realised I was doing the same to her. I couldn't tell what rank she was, and I know I could only partially downplay my rank. I never liked people knowing who I was until I trusted them. Starla was telling me to trust her, and that it would be OK. Just touch her and I would see. Starla was egging me on as I stared into the odd coloured eyes of this she wolf. Feeling almost high on her scent, mesmerised by the way she moved. The closer she got, the more I noticed about her. Her eyes though alive and vibrant seemed to be hiding something about her I couldn't pin point, but had a familiarity with. The way she stalked me, as if she was hungry for me. Just as she reached the border limit, my Beta mind linked me. We needed to prep for tomorrow's meetings.

Snapping me out of my trance I turned and ran straight back to the pack. My mind was reeling, who was she, why was she in the hotel. I wanted her. No. I needed her. My mind was consumed with the thought of who she was, when I realised I was back at the pack office. I entered through my private entrance round back, shifting and getting dressed. I jumped in my private lift that took me straight to my office. I was not dealing with Jeanne and her Bullshit attitude today.

I sat at my desk and linked Watson and Dawson to come in. I was aware of them talking about tomorrow's meeting but I was only half listening. It was already nearly 6pm and my mind was elsewhere thinking about the dark she wolf. I had to admit I was a womaniser, but only human women, and occasionally fae. I didn't mess around with my own kind, I was waiting on my special someone for my own kind.

When I had heard enough from half listening I dismissed them and headed back to the packhouse. I hadn't driven in today because of my run, so I took a stroll past my favourite bar. I needed a stiff drink to take my mind off the dark furred she wolf. Sitting at the best gay bar in town, I knew women of all species were eyeing me up. I could feel them undressing me with their minds. Normally I would choose someone for a bit of fun, but Starla was saying no. I listened to her l, finished my drink and headed home. I was feeling tense and aroused.

I walked into my apartment in thr packhouse, kicking off my shoes and taking my clothes off as I wandered through to the shower. I freshened up, washing my hair and body, feeling some of the tension leave as the water ran down my body and off into the drain. When I was finished I wrapped myself in a towel and left the bathroom. I sleep in the nude so saw no point in putting clothes on now. I had zero plans to go out.

Flopping onto my king-sized bed, I ran my fingers over my cool skin as I pondered this she wolf. Remembering her scent of Vanilla and Jasmine, I felt my arousal throughout my body. My n*****s stood to attention, and the warm wetness of my arousal started to seep between the lips of my smooth p***y. I ran my fingers down between my legs, spreading my desire around my swollen c**t. Teasing myself at first before gaining a rhythm. Imaginig that shewolf at my every whim, imagining her tongue between my legs, lapping at my snatch. I could feel my orgasm building as I pushed 2 fingers inside my tight wet hole. I continued to pleasure myself until my orgasm broke through, my pushy walls pulsing on my fingers as I pushed in and out. I needed that, and I needed to find out who she was.