An Alpha for Hire

3 Finding the Alpha.

Mina’s word reverberates through me.

“It’s settled then.”

I stare up at the ceiling in my room wondering what I have agreed to. Marrying a strange alpha to save my pack.

Wow…I never imagined something like this. Not even in my wildest dreams.

But I’m doing it for my pack. It can’t be much of a sacrifice then. I just hope the goddess will accept this as well, because even though the alpha will be married to me she will not be a true Olive.

Yes, I’m still holding on to the idea of hiring a female alpha.

My stomach squeezes painfully at the thought. But I’m not ready for anyone other than Mina…and now Cory to know about me.

Being a male omega is bad enough. I don’t think anyone will stand me being in a relationship with a male, even though I yearn for it.

I’ve never even kissed a boy.

I shake myself and turn to my side as the thought of being pulled into strong veiny arms and being ravaged by firm yet soft lips fills my mind, dragging out deep yearnings I hide in the deep dark parts of myself.

“Stop it, Deni,” I say to the empty room as the images linger in my mind causing my c**k to harden in a way I know won’t let me sleep unless I do something about it. But I plan to ignore my body. “You’ll give in when your heat comes. Only then can you satisfy yourself, Deni,” I tell myself, because then I won’t be able to help myself. I reach for my phone and click on my calendar app. My heat will be coming in six week times. It’s not that far away. 

But maybe we would have not found an alpha to hire before then, so I have my heat in peace, without hiding from my wife. I wouldn’t want her to wonder why I’m not sharing it with her.

“The marriage will only be on paper, Deni, you’re overthinking this,” I groan as I tell myself.

Damn, I think by the time this happens I will be old and grey – the way I’m just overthinking everything and stressing myself about something that hasn’t even happened yet.

I sigh placing my phone on the bedside table. I settle in bed, cajoling myself to fall asleep. I have a long day tomorrow.

We will be starting on the other field of berries on the other side of the house. I’m going to need all my strength since our pack numbers have dwindled.

There is just going to be me, John, loud mouthed Michaelson and two others. And the field we will be picking is the biggest one.

I close my eyes and force myself to sleep. But the stress of thinking about who might come onto my lands and save my ass makes it hard for me to sleep.

Everything will be fine, I tell myself keeping my eyes closed.

My alarm goes off a few minutes later. I stare at my phone on the bedside table with bleary eyes, wondering what happened. I’ve only just closed my eyes. But I listen as the world wakes up outside. The birds sing heralding a new day.

I sit up, and plant my feet to the cold floor. I get up, and walk to the bathroom. I go through my morning routine. I get dress in my worn jeans and long sleeve shirt. I stuff my gloves into my back pocket. And within minutes I am out of my room, ad walking down the hallway.

I make it to the kitchen to find Mina already there, making breakfast. I make a beeline for the coffee and pour myself a cup.

“I have the ad up,” she says shocking me senseless that I almost choke on my coffee. “I thought the sooner the better.”

“Can I see it?” I say walking to the kitchen table, and sitting down. My hands shake slightly as I accept her phone as she hands it to me. She posted the ad on a job search platform.

Caption: An alpha needed to lead a pack.

Condition: Will have to marry to become part of the family. (Only on paper)

Starting date: immediately.

And it seemed to have been viewed a thousand times. “This thing has been viewed a thousand time!” I say to her stating the obvious.

“I’ve already viewed some of the applications. I’d say, I don’t like some of them. But I’m more confident that we will find the right person,” she says turning away from me. I know she’s trying to be slick about the whole female alpha thing. But I’m not going to agree to anything less.

“I still have the last say,” I say handing her phone back, as she turns back to me.

“Of course,” she says stuffing her phone into her jeans. “I’ll forward the details of the ones I feel will be perfect for you.”

“Okay,” I say getting to my feet. “Let me get out there, before it gets too hot to work outside.”

“Yeah. I’ll come and help out as soon as I have breakfast ready, so when you eat there is someone out there continuing with the work,” she says turning to the stove.

“Thank you,” I say brushing my hand over her back. She’s making my life better. She leans into my touch absorbing the comfort that sometimes just oozes from my hands. I don’t even understand it sometimes; it just comes out of me.

I leave her and go to the barn where we keep the baskets that we put the berries we pick. I make my way to the field and find the others are already there.

“Morning,” I greet them as I pick a row that I’m going to be working.

“Morning,” they chorus.

I nod, and then get to work. I look at the rows upon rows of ripe blueberries and almost weep.

Goddess, there is so much work to do.

I wish there was someone to help us. Maybe I should think about hiring some hands to come and help us with the picking.

I sigh and pull my gloves out of my back pocket and put them on. Focusing on the task at hand, I get to work.

I don’t know how long I’m out there, when Mina comes to relieve me. “I’ve sent you those details we talked about to your email. And I’ve set up your breakfast in your office,” she says looking around her as is she doesn’t want the others to hear. Well, Michaelson has a big mouth, I also don’t want him to know anything about what is going on.

He’ll find out once the alpha is here and settled.

“Thank you,” I say even though I want to tell her to stop doing that. She’s treating me the way she used to treat my father. I hate it when she serves me like that. She and I are friends. And I’m not the alpha she wants me to be. But no matter how many times I complain, she doesn’t seem to hear me. I wipe at my brow, giving her a glare. She just smiles at me, and waves me away. I pick up my basket and make my way to the barn. I place my basket with the rest of the other picked berries. There are five wolves there already washing them and placing them in their packing boxes.

Goddess, there were only five of them doing this work. At this rate we will never finish. But I can’t ask the older wolves to come and help.

There is a reason they are still here. It’s because they are old, and they add no value to a pack in terms of performing manual labour. And I can’t force them to do it.

“Don’t overwork yourselves. We will get through it,” I tell them and then walk out of the barn.

I make my way back to the house. I wash up in the kitchen and make my way to my office. The smell of food hits me, and my stomach growls at the scent.

I sit down at my desk and boot up my computer. I wait for it to load as I nibble on a slice of toast.

Once it’s done, I connect to the internet and open my email. I click on the email Mina sent me and read through.

There wasn’t much information. I don’t know what I expected.

“Hair colour, eye colour and favourite songs, maybe that’s what you expected,” I say to myself as I go through the sent information.

Greetings,

I’m responding to the ad…name is Haven. I am of the Blackthorn pack. I am an alpha who would like to belong to a pack, but remain close to my family. I live for my family, and thus I will give all my devotion and dedication to the new family I find for myself.  

Well wishes,

Haven.

Wow, I read the message over and over, wondering what she looked like. I know of the Blackthorn pack. I heard stories about their incredible alpha and the good he was doing for his wolves. This is good. Having someone from that pack will definitely change things for me.

Mina’s plan might just save my pack.

Oh wow, excitement churns through me as I think of sending a reply.

But what do I say…

You are hired, I quickly type before I chicken out.

Oh goddess, I pray this is the best decision I ever make, I pray as I press send.

Oh I hope this works…