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Pack

Alpha Tate

"Hey Sadie," I said, rounding the corner into the kitchen. She bowed her head while I took a seat on the bar stool. "Hello Alpha, would you like some soup for our new Luna?" "Wow, words already got around?" I said with a smile "Beta Braxton couldn't keep a secret think he told the whole pack already." "Thanks Sadie." I took the bowel and started walking back to my room, mindlinking Braxton "The whole pack really?" "What I couldn't resist I'm happy for you and now we can have little alpha babies running around." He finishes laughing. Brutes already has five of his own. His mate is a saint to put up with him. I walk into the room just as she exits the bathroom and my heart stops, she's gorgeous. Her red hair hung down in waves to her waist. Bright blue eyes starred at me as I studied her new appearance. The green dress clung to her slender waist, forcing me to pull myself out of my dazed state before my wolf tried to take over. The moon goddess blessed us with a beautiful mate.

"Ive brought you some soup, it'll be a day or so before I recommend other foods. There's no telling what is in that goop they serve in those camps." "Thank you." She said. As she slowly crossed the room, taking a seat on the couch beside me. "Your not eating?" She asked, placing her hands on her lap fiddling with her fingers. "No I ate while you were sleeping. I was thinking once you were done I could show you around the pack." I studied her, waiting for a response. She seemed slightly nervous at the prospect. I pushed the bowel closer to her and waited for her to take a spoonful. She swallowed her bite before replying that she would love it, but I still saw some reluctance, some but relief flooded me that she was at least going to try. Understandable that she would be skeptical of wolves and packs, so to see she's so far embracing the mate bond and life here is a blessing.

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The idea of seeing the pack makes me slightly nervous, but I have this overwhelming need to make him happy and watching him study me as he asked the question, I knew the importance of accepting it and trying to embrace this new life. I guess it can't be worse than the camp, so what can it really hurt in a sense? But to be around so many wolves and, I guess, fall in line in a different way and hope not to offend anyone and be hurt again, I don't know how it will all work. I'll have to ask him more about my role. He mentioned a Luna but I really don't understand the importance of that title or what it means. Finishing my soup, Alpha Tate took the tray and placed it outside the door before turning to me. "Go ahead and grab your shoes, I'll get you a jacket." After slipping on the black flats, a large black jacket was placed on my shoulders, its longer than my current dress. "Sorry its the smallest one I had." He said laughing and doing a once over on me. "No thank you I appreciate it Alpha Tate." I said looking into his eyes. "Just Tate sweetheart to you I'll always be just Tate." He pulled me closer his body melting into mine before placing a small kiss on my lips. Everything was like fireworks throughout my body from his touch as his hands wrapped around my thighs, bringing me up to his height. His tongue ran along my bottom lip before slipping into my mouth, tasting me. We sat back on the couch without breaking the kiss, with me straddling his lap. I ran my hands through his hair and down his arms, feeling his biceps. His hands roamed my body before pushing me down to rub against him. My panties dampened at the prospect and I pushed myself closer to him grinding against his c**k. I moaned into his mouth, continuing to push myself closer, feeling a need to be closer to him to have all of him. He pulled away breathing heavily, "We shouldn't. Not yet, I want to give you time to adjust and I would love to see where this is going. But if I continue, I'm pretty sure I won't be able to stop. The fuzzy feeling left my brain before I realized what I had just done. I was fully ready to just have s*x with him without thinking, just following the pleasure of it all. "O my gosh I'm so sorry." I said, trying to quickly get off his lap before he held me firm. "Don't ever be sorry for that." He said before setting me on the floor and walking into the closet. He came out with a black jacket, grabbing my hand and pulled me out of the room.

The hallway was long with light gray wood flooring and navy blue walls. Turning left toward a flight of stairs, there looked to be multiple levels. How big is this place? By the second flight down I was out of breath. Keeping up with him was a challenge in itself, but one of his steps equaled to about five of mine plus the two hundred and fifty miles it takes to apparently make it to the front door. I'll never make it outside at this rate. "Can you hold on a second, I need to take a break." As I slouched to the floor trying to catch my breath. "Are you OK?" He asked, kneeling down in front of me. "Yes I'm fine just feels like I'm running a marathon to keep up with you. I didn't realize it was half a day's walk to make it to the front door." The sarcasm came out like word vomit and I regretted it immediately at how snotty it sounded. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it to sound like that." Bending my head in embaressment. His fingers snaked under my chin, lifting it up to force eye contact with him. "I'd rather you speak your mind and the light word vomit I find fairly amusing." He said with a smile. My face blushed and I forced it back down in an effort to hide it from him, which I seemed to lack the ability to do.