Fury

Different Type of Alpha

Enyo Burnside (Different type of Alpha)

I have a strange feeling, in fact to feel anything at all is strange to me. I have been so closed off for such a long time. I kept getting a warm fuzzy feeling everytime he smiled at me; Goddess he was handsome. My wolf was practically purring in my f*****g head, and everytime our skin touched it was like pleasurable electric currents sizzled over my skin.

My wolf growled and snapped its teeth at the mention of that lanky b***h. Personally it’s not like we are marked or anything, but I will not put up with her hanging off him. I stop suddenly making him stop and give me a questionable look, I mean I can't act like this I have only just met him.

“Is everything alright?” Clayton asks, drawing me from my thoughts. I take a step away and nod, making him frown but if it bothers him the loss of contact between us he doesn’t let it show and continues to lead the way. My damn wolf is gnashing at my skull trying to gain enough control to get contact with her mate again.

Refusing to allow her to take over I push her back and follow Clayton through the forest. I admire his strong, tall physique, the way his muscles move as he walks; f**k, Enyo get a grip girl, I think as I am so mesmerised by the male leading me to Goddess knows where.

I am pulled from my inner struggle by the sound of people and most of all children. As we break the treeline what I can only describe as a settlement of people and cabins, almost like a little village. There are kids playing, mothers chatting, going about their everyday lives.

The smell of fresh food hangs in the air along with fresh flowers. People greet Clayton with respect, and he always returns the greeting with each and everyone’s name. He ruffles a couple of kids' hair as they run past playing. The relaxed atmosphere and happy pack members is a huge difference from my pack.

Clayton looks back at me and smiles, he lets me step up to him before he places a hand on my lower back guiding me towards the opposite end of the settlement.

“Where are we going?” I ask in a low voice, two people approach us. The guy is a little shorter than Clayton but with the same black hair and smile. The female is small with mousy brown hair and looks timid and very pregnant. The male smiles at me then to Clayton.

“Luna,” He says with a huge smile. Clayton shoots him a look that screams that he better behave.

“Enyo, this is Trent my Beta and cousin, and this is Fran his mate” Fran the pregnant female smiles at me, but refuses to make eye contact; Strange.

“Hello, nice to me you and it is just Enyo, not Luna” I say to the big goofy looking guy who has not stopped grinning.

“Got it!” He says with a wink. “So what are you two up to?” He asks, looking between us, making me feel slightly out of place and uncomfortable under quite a few people's gaze, having drawn quite a crowd.

Clearly sensing my discomfort Clayton reaches out and takes my hand, it’s strangely comforting and at this moment I allow him to guide me towards the large cabin at the other side of the clearing. We have just got to the steps with the other couple when the nasally voice of that sss looking b***h hits my ears.

“Clayton, where have you …..” Her question dies down as she looks at me, then to where our hands are entwined. Growling in annoyance Clayton spins on her, pulling me behind him.

“What do you want, Talia?” He says with a clenched jaw. I watch as the she-wolf pops a hip and crosses her arms over her chest, while narrowing her eyes at me.

“What is she doing here?” I smirk at her, I have dealt with more she-wolves like her than I care to think about but it is the words that leave Trent’s mouth that almost has me peeing myself with laughter and the look of pure hatred on this bitches face.

“Ah Poison, meet your Luna” Her eyes snap to Trent, as if trying to decide if he is telling the truth.

“Clayton, this can’t be true?” She almost spits out the words as her eyes drag a disgusted look over my body stopping for a second to look at my scars.

“Talia, this is Enyo and yes she is my mate and hopefully will become my Luna” Clayton says and It takes me all my all to keep my emotionless mask on my face. The sss b***h on the other hand looks like someone has just punched her in the gut.

Trent bursts out laughing and his mate tells him off for not being a grown up.

“Clayton, can I have a word in private” This Talia b***h all but demands. My wolf is thrashing trying to get free to teach this thirsty dog a lesson. I turn away expecting Clayton to excuse himself and go with her.

“No” Is all he says before placing his hand back on the bottom of my back, taking me completely by surprise. Reaching out she grabs his arm pulling his hand from my back.

“I need to talk to you Clay” She all but whines.

“Talia, maybe another time we are just going to have some lunch” The timid, heavily pregnant Beta female tries, I smile at her thanks knowing that was a lot for her to try to step in and clearly Trent felt proud as he has a loving smile as he looks at her.

“This has nothing to do with you, Franny!” Talia spits at her with so much venom that it has my wolf reacting. An almighty growl escapes me as my protective instincts towards Fran kick in. Noticing my rage Clayton steps in between her and I and I am furious how dare he protect her from me.

Talia stands behind Clayton as he turns to me, she crosses her arms over her chest with a smirk on her face; Oh no you don’t. I think as my mate reaches for me, I shrug him off and step back, shaking my head. The hurt that flashes over his face is quickly replaced with rage, but instead of reprimanding me as I expected he spins and grabs her by the arm.

“I will deal with you later but if you disrespect my mate or Beta female again I will personally drag you to the hole, do you understand?” He growls in her face, shocking not only her but me. Clayton pushes her away then turns back to me. Not caring for her reply.

“Are you okay?” His tone changes from murderous to worried, and all I can do is nod. The spread of a warm feeling has me confused, maybe I'm getting sick.