Cursed Alpha mates

Six mates?!

Clara's eyes follow the unknown man's glance to James. As soon as she looks at him, he senses her eyes and reciprocates the exchange. Her eyes shift back to the new mystery mate but the space he stood is now vacant. James has already redirected his attention to the congregation of wolf folk around him. Panic sets in, River has lost her senses suddenly unsure where to lay her loyalties. The Suntra or Black Oak mate. "River talk to me, what is going on?" Clara slowly backs away from the table, eyes darting back and forth. Looking for the mystery man.

'This is just as new to me as it is you Clara. But this is unheard of. I know he's the one from the woods, which worries me. How long has he known we are his mate? It also means he saw the whole exchange between you and James the other night. He already knows you have a mate' River doesn't help ease Clara's thoughts, she begins to spiral.

"We need to find Lyric" Collecting her dress in her hands, Clara's long legs stride through the crowds. Lyric can help us she continues to repeat to herself.

Clara's shoulder bumps into a tall man's side, the electric shock between them makes her gasp heavily. His wide grey eyes meet hers. Curled brown locks cover his bushy eyebrows but his face is gorgeous. River begins to pant again, stress had started to affect her too. "Mate?" His voice is silky and soft, it makes Clara's stomach flutter.

"Mate" Her own voice was breathy and hushed. The most wonderful smile spreads across his face as he takes her hand to kiss it. Clara wants him to hold her, kiss every part of her body. River howls in delight at this new prospect. Their chemistry is undeniable. Clara manages to snap out of it, she pulls her hand free. The altercation has already peaked the interest of other by standers. She is the adopted daughter of Alpha Suntra, it is expected of her to behave properly. Clara only manages to cast her gaze downwards, his scent making her heart race, mixed spices, her mouth involuntary waters. Mumbling some apologises she excuses herself.

"Wait!" The gorgeous man tries to shove past through people but he's bigger than Clara, the crowds are harder to navigate and she's already managed to slip away.

Snagging the wrist of her best friend, Lyric is dragged away from her mate and out the terrice doors. Over looking the gardens, Clara leans over the sculpted stone wall and breaths erratically."Lyric please help me!"

Lyric takes a hold of her friends arms, sharing her panic.

"What's going on? What happened to you?"

Clara shuts her eyes tight, wishing herself to gain a grip of herself. The mate bond tearing her apart. Each mate she runs away from pains her so deeply and River is a mess. But the situation is grave. Three mates was impossible, the moon Goddess would never pass such a hideous curse.

"There's three of them Lyric, three" Her friend switches her gaze to the bustle of the indoors, expecting to find some deranged wolf folk pursuing Clara.

"I don't understand, three who?"

Regaining some composure she manages to stand tall, still conscience she is under observation as the Alpha's daughter.

"Three mates Lyric" Clara growls the words through gritted teeth. Unable to comprehend her friends manic episode, a nervous laugh errupts from Lyric.

"That's impossible, the moon Goddess would never-" Impatient already Clara cuts her off.

"I know that, but I swear it! A white haired man with green eyes from Black Oak and another with brown curly hair and brown eyes. Both of them are crazily gorgeous. Even if I'm seeing them through mates eyes" Lyric grabs her friends wrist tight and pulls her away from the doors. Using the cloak of night, to hide them from any on lookers.

Grabbing Clara's face she speaks the most coldly to her friend she ever has "Those aren't just any wolves. If I'm right that's Rohan of Black Oak and Logan of Teptoria. They're Alpha's! Don't let Logan's looks deceive you, he's one cold hearted wolf" Clara's heart feels as if it's about to fall out of her mouth. River has curled into a ball her ears pinned back the pain of all these mates and no connection is wounding.

"Please tell me I'm delrious. A Suntra, Teptoria and Black Oak Alpha. It's wrong, so wrong" Lyric searches her friends face, unable to find the right words. She fluffs her hair for her and repositions the pin.

"Can you just wait one moment for me, we can't go back in with you looking like this" Not waiting for a response the Blonde she wolf hurries back inside. Clara doesn't want to go back in, why would she, it'd be safer back home. Her duties as the Alpha's daughter had been enough, if anybody questioned her quick swift exit she could blame it on her recent change.

Grabbing the side of the wall, she vaults over the steep drop, stumbling forward on to the rough gravel. The heels stopping her fluid movement, soft hands steady her fall but the same static shock she'd felt only moments earlier surges through them both. The new man pulls her instinctively to his body. Clara wraps her arms around him, melting into his arms, inhaling his sour green apple scent. "My beautiful little mate, how long I have waited" Clara is lost for words her big emerald eyes focused on the steel grey eyes of her new mate. "It is fate, I'd step outside to escape the wolf soirée and you quite literally fall from the sky into my lap" His sweet words are mesmerising, she was used to teasing and near enough rejection. It makes her want to swoon at his feet.

"Alpha Regan of White Crest" Lyric stands next to James. He looks furious, his chest movements are rapid. To anyone else James was collected, but Clara has known him all her 18 years. James could tear the wolf before him in half.

Regan let's go of his embrace with his new mate. But holds her waist still with one arm, her eyes dart between this stranger who she wishes would never stop touching her. And the man she's to run a pack with, her first mate. He leaps over the wall effortlessly and takes ahold of Clara rougher than he intends to. "I believe you have accosted my dear sister in a dark quiet place. She has only just found her wolf, would you dare have people speak poorly of my sister if they were to see you back here?" Regan's eyes don't match his kind smile, he places a hand on his heart.

"Why soon to be Alpha of Suntra, it is a joyful moment I have found my mate!" He looks towards his little wolf waiting for her encouragement but she stares dazzled by the turn of events. Regan is met with hostile growls but James composes himself. He reminds himself his fated partnership with Clara must remain a secret for now. He clears his throat "Regan, you humour me. Once again you have come across another she wolf you believe to be your mate. But as usual you are mistaken. Return to your festivities, let us have a drink!"

Despite River's desire to remain in the hold of the Alpha of White Crest Clara pushes through the agonising pain to move away from Regan. Barely able to contain her own pants of pain. James takes a hold of her hand and pulls her closer, his touch calming and comforting. It only confuses both Clara and her wolf more. Four mates. This wasn't remotely funny, her eyes set on Lyric, furious she would bring James. Lyric looks distraught, waving a napkin at her distressed friend.

"He made me tell him where you were, he knew you were upset. It's a good job we found you!" Lyric speaks to her friend through mind link, her intentions may have been genuine but the consequences could be grave. Mates were extremely territorial, now was not the time for fights to break out. James knew the role he must play, calm and collected. It was well known Regan had many love affairs, he'd chosen Clara as his next, James didn't need to reveal they were in fact mates. Regan on the other hand, could not understand James' hostility, they were brother and sister. Not mates as far as he was aware, it would be celebrated now if other packs are united by the mate bond, especially if they are of Alpha status.

Regan's Beta stands beside him, words are exchanged between one another that are unheard by all other parties. Regan's low growl is scornful of his Beta's words. But whatever information he had received it was enough for him to refocus away from his new mate. "I shall see you back inside my little mate. Enjoy your evening, James of Suntra" Regan was wise enough to know now was not the time to start fights, even if he had just met his mate, he could clear this misunderstanding later. Most of all he can't wait to ask his mate for the first dance. His wolf howls in delight, knowing tomorrow night, the real hunt was on.

James' honey eyes lighten "Clara, you know you should be staying close. If I hadn't found Lyric looking erratic, we wouldn't have found you out here. Stay away from that wolf. He's bad news" He low growls again, protective of his mate. Clara is awe struck at the protectiveness James shows her. This was a first for her, he'd been keeping so much distance between them his sudden attention was sickly and sweet. She yearns to feel his lips on hers again. They share a long look, they both wish for the same thing, to be intertwined. It is James who breaks the eye contact once again, his teeth are gritted. An internal argument has transpired between him and Hunter, again. "We need to go back inside, please stay where one of us can see you. I know Saddie has spoken to you, you know what's at stake" He leans down to whisper into her ear. "I'm trying my best to protect you, I will kill anyone who dares claims you are theirs again, my mate" the panties Clara wears wetten at her mates words. She has no control over her body, her limbs weaken. He senses her bodily changes and it makes it hard for him to walk away, his heart rate quickens.

Deciding against his previous set decision to set boundaries between him and his mate. He takes her arm and guides her inside, it would be hard to let go again. This was a wolf den and she wasn't marked. He'd give anything to sneak away from it all with her in his arms and whisk her away. She was his and he hated any other wolf that dared look at her with desire in his eyes. "Why can't you mark me already, let the whole packs know I am yours?" Clara's question is a loaded one. She knows she won't like whatever answer he gives.

"You know why, it's difficult right now. As soon as the moments right, you will be mine" She huffs at his response.

"So our relationship is on your terms, you're hurting me, you're hurting River" His grip tightens on his mates arm. A severe pain searing in his chest it makes it impossible for him to breath.

"How about I meet you in the middle, we have the first dance? Go prepare yourself and I'll meet you on the dance floor" There is no time for protests, James reluctantly let's go and moves away quickly, he hasn't the gall to look her in the eyes. His will power would crumble.

Lyric pats down her friends soaked skin, she's slick with sweat. "Not to make you panic anymore but another Alpha's eyes are on you, he hasn't stopped staring since you walked in. Pluto is known as the secluded prince. I have a hunch and it's not a good one" Clara grabs Lyrics hands to stop her dabbing.

"Since when did you know so much about the Alphas" Lyric's cheeks turn a shade of pink on her tanned skin.

"Before Aston, let's just say I had my eyes on alpha bachelors"

"Where are their Lunas?" Clara's question a good one.

"Exactly, it's not been heard of for all six Alpha's to have no Luna's. As soon as Atticus and James becomes Alphas. It'll be the first time in wolven history" Lyric and Clara share a look. Both coming to a conclusion, the mate bond shared between Clara and all the other Alphas wasnt a coincidence. "The first dance is shortly beginning, James will protect you" Lyric takes the soaked napkins and looks at me sympathetically.

Standing like a lemon in the middle of the dance floor, people begin to move aside. One minute to midnight. It was tradition to have the first dance at the strike of the hour. Clara's eyes search the crowd for James, or any of the faces of the other Alphas. Lyric's warning of the last Alpha was another worry. The quiet prince had vanished. Suddenly, she felt very stupid, she'd left her self wide open as a target. As soon as the thoughts came to mind, her eyes locked with another beautiful man, his blue eyes hypnotising. His blonde locks slicked back. Clara's heart was ready to beat outside of her chest. Her vision becomes obscured by James' tall figure. "May I have this dance?" She hadn't realised her eyes had begun to glisten with tears. James takes her hand. "Please don't cry, it has to be this way, but please dance with me. My heart can't take this much more" Clara's tears weren't from James' constant distance, she wanted to swear to the moon Goddess. The Goddess had cursed her and she had no idea why, it hurt so deeply.

River whines 'Hunter is ready to kill' Daring to look in James' line of vision, his head swings left to right. They'd been circled by the soon to be or already Alpha's of the other five regions. Each of the growling at one another ready to attack. They were each here to claim what was rightfully theirs. Their mate.