The Alpha King’s Saving Mate

2 | Bitchlissa

Noah

I sat with my Beta Zack, Gamma Gabriel (Gabe) and my Delta Jeremy in my private office at home and discussed my visit to the Blue Moon Pack, whose Alpha worries me. Zack, Gabe, Jeremy and I have been best friends from an early age. Since we were werewolves who could get several centuries old, many found it questionable that my great-great-grandfather Alpha Dimitri has selected me as his successor when I was only 20 years old at the time to be the new Alpha King or Millennium Alpha as it is now called. A year later, I still had mixed feelings about accepting this position at such a young age. On the one hand, I felt honored that this was made possible for me, on the other hand, not everyone respected a 21-year-old as a Millennium Alpha. Determining about other alphas and their packs was not always a walk in the park. My three best friends, on the other hand, were among the few who supported me from the start. That's why I was so glad when they accepted my offer to be part of the great leadership of the Millennium Pack. Zack was perfect for acting as my ultimate right hand and representing me wherever I couldn't be in person. Gabe was responsible for the security of the borders and divides those who make patrols and the guards in the pack house and he also trains our warriors. Jeremy was the smartest head of us, which is why he is perfect as a Delta. He is responsible for all IT matters and also acts as a lawyer.

"How did it go with Alpha Branden Banks in the Blue Moon Pack?" Zack asked me. Branden Banks was a typical alphahole. Many complaints have reached me that he treats many of his pack members, especially the Omegas, poorly. That's why I visited the Blue Moon Pack yesterday to see if everything was alright there.

"This asshole is impossible! After I gave him some tips and suggestions for improvement in terms of leadership and handling of the Omegas, I had to listen to something like that again that he didn't let a pup tell him anything. Not exactly with these words, but he definitely meant it. He is only 26 years old himself. What a jerk," I replied, still upset about the situation with Banks.

"What an idoit. We have to keep an eye on him and his pack and take necessary measures if necessary," said Zack.

"I tried to find out more about him on the internet. The research came out nothing special, except that he likes to exercise his power in a questionable way. Ironically, there are rumors that he has recently fallen in love with a human woman," Jeremy said with a frown.

"What? He and a human?" I exclaimed, amazed. Zack and Gabe's jaws dropped. Jeremy just nodded. "Wow, you can't imagine that with him. Not even if this human woman was his mate," said Gabe in disbelief.

"Yes, you might think he's just after some extravagant she-wolves that are of alpha blood," I said. Suddenly a notification sound came from Jeremy's cell phone. He grinned from ear to ear. "Guys, I have to go. I have a cinema- date with Carissa," said Jeremy, who is otherwise always serious, smiling. I smiled back. He recently found his mate and she obviously was good for him in contrast to my case with Melissa. That made me a little jealous.

"Okay, have fun," I said goodbye. Zack and Gabe waved goodbye and Jeremy scurried away.

"How are things between you and Melissa? Is she still so... difficult?” Zack asked me.

"Difficult. The exaggeration of the year,” Gabe murmured as he refrained from laughing. I sighed. Yes, when I met my mate Melissa about six months ago, I suspected that she wasn't what I wanted from a mate and Luna. She is bitchy, impatient and, above all, treats especially the low ranked pack members badly. She also snaps at every woman she feels like she's flirting with me. It went so far that Zack's mate Claire and my cousin Lexi, who was also Gabe's mate, called her "Bitchlissa".

"It's sometimes worse, sometimes better. Recently she almost beat up a serving Omega because she supposedly brought her the wrong drink,” I answered.

"Noah, sorry if I have to say so, but she's just impossible! Our pack members should not be afraid of their Luna. Also, for some reason you don't feel the bond with her as much as it should be with a healthy mate bond. Melissa is toxic. Have you thought about rejecting her?” Zack asked.

"Yes, every day I think about it. It's just that I swore to myself never to reject my mate. No matter who she is and how she is. So far I had hope that Melissa would change and that our bond would still be growing, but now she's driving me crazy so much that I'm not sure anymore," I answered. As if on cue, I suddenly heard hysterical screaming from the bathroom.

"What's going on here? What did you think you were doing? Throwing away the contents of my shampoo bottles? You damaged all of my lipsticks too, you brats,” I heard Melissa scream. Damn. I had to take care of my three little sisters today because my parents are on business at the moment. The triplets are only five years old and therefore my parents' surprise children. I shouldn't have left them alone with Melissa for so long. Zack and Gabe gave a disapproving groan.

“I have to go. Claire and I have to make final preparations for our mating ceremony tomorrow," said Zack hastily.

"I have to go too," Gabe said.

"Okay, see you tomorrow at the ceremony," I said goodbye hastily and dash to the bathroom.

"How many times should I tell you to keep your hands off my stuff," yelled Melissa. When I got to the bathroom, I was totally horrified to see my sisters Arya, Layla and Reyna cry. I was even more appalled that Melissa looked like she was about to slap one of them. She had an angry expression on her face and even raised her hand. Oh no, she won't. Barely contained anger ran through me.

"Hey, what's up? Get yourself back together very quickly, Melissa. What do you think of talking to five-year-old children like that?” I yelled.

"These brats emptied my shampoo bottles and damaged some of my lipsticks," she explained harshly.

"Your shampoo and your lipsticks don't matter to me. You don't talk to my sisters like that, got it?" I said angrily.

"Hey, come here ," I said softly to my sisters and all three of them ran into my arms. Suddenly the doorbell rang. It had to be my mother, who wanted to pick up the triplets.

"Finally!" said Melissa snippy. I ignored her and walked to the door. My mother was standing with a raised eyebrow. "Is everything ok?" she asked, worried. She must have heard a lot outside.

"It is time to pick up your brats," said Melissa contemptuously. "Shut up," I said angrily.

"Be kindly respectful with my children. Did you understand me?" my mother said angrily to her. She gave me a meaningful look. Needless to say that she wasn't a big fan of Melissa either. My mother then went with the triplets.

Staying away from Melissa for the next few hours, I had something to do on the computer and retreated to my home office. But now she suddenly stood at the door to my office and fluttered with her eyelashes. Her brown eyes looked innocently. Her attempts to apologize slowly got on my nerves. "What do you want?" I asked annoyed.

"I'm sorry," she said as she walked up to my chair I was sitting on. She leaned forward and started kissing my neck. "Let it be," I said, but she didn't stop. Her mouth was suddenly on mine and kissed me demandingly. At first I stiffened because I didn't feel like getting involved with her right now. In general, I rarely enjoyed her closeness as much as would be appropriate for mates. Nevertheless, after a while I returned the kiss so that she gave peace. But when she tampered with the buttons of my shirt, I pushed her away. I really couldn't do it now. "I need distance. I'm going for a run," I said and left the house without further looking at her. Arriving in the nearby forest, I left the upper hand to my wolf Apollo and transformed myself. In the form of a wolf, I ran through the forest as fast as I could.

"It may sound bad, but I wish our mate was someone else," Apollo said sheepishly. I sighed,

"Me too, buddy, me too," I admitted.

"Tomorrow everything will be different," Apollo said promptly.

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"I don't know. I can just feel it," he said mysteriously.