The Alpha's Half-breed Mate

Full moon

I hate that I haven't been able to find my mate yet. I'm 45 years old and is still single. Don't get me wrong.. I have girls throwing themselves at me, but I don't want any of them. I want to find HER… My true mate… My Luna…I don't care who she is, I just know I have to find her… To show her that I love her and that nothing will ever tear us apart.

It's Monday morning, and it's been raining for almost two weeks now. The roads are muddy, training has been postponed due to the weather, and practically the only thing that gets done here now, is my Alpha duties and f*****g… a lot of f*****g. I have needs just because I haven't found my mate yet, but none of the girls are Luna worthy. They're mutts that only have one good purpose, and that is to spread their legs.

I finish in the condom, much to Tina's despair, but I don't care. She knows what I've said about it… The only one I'm not using a condom with, is my mate. Either fated or chosen.

I step out of bed and start pulling the rubber balloon off my d**k.

"I'm taking a shower now. You will be gone by the time I'm done, understand?"

I don't wait for an answer, I just close the bathroom door and lock it behind me. I start the shower, toss the used condom in the trash and walk inside. I let the warm water wash away her scent. When I'm done, I get out, dry myself off and wrap the towel around my waist.

I exit the bathroom and am pleased to find that Tina actually understood my command. I get dressed, head for the door and get down to the common dining area for breakfast. There is noise everywhere. People are talking about the weather, some complaining that they can't train because the grounds are muddy, and some of the girls complaining about how the ones they want to be screwed by don't care.

I scoff and sit down, grab a bun and start eating. Tina walks over to me and very pubically starts flirting. I give her a stern look, showing her my Alpha authority, and she backs off immediately.

Why can't a man eat in peace? My wolf, Byron, laughs in my head, telling me it's probably because I had my d**k in her not 20 minutes ago.

I mentally roll my eyes at him finish my food and head out. I have some business to attend to in the human city, so I head to the garage, grab my 4x4 pick-up truck and start the engine. I pull out from pack grounds, drive straight for the territory line and cross it. It is a couple of hours drive, and I have to stop for gas at some point before I can continue.

When I arrive at my location, I freeze. That scent... where is it coming from?

I look around, smell the air, but I don't see anyone... It smells like... vanilla, honey and flowers. My head is spinning. I have to follow the scent... I have to find her, and hell I don't care if she's human... She's Mine!

Elizabeth pov

I hear him before I see him. A man... huge... at least 6'5. His shoulders are broad to say the least. He's very handsome. His jaw is square, like someone chiseled it to perfection just moments ago, his eyes are piercing blue, his beard is short, but very becoming. He seriously looks like a male model... and he's coming straight for me.

I feel like I'm being hypnotized by his eyes, and normally this kind of intensity is very off-putting for me, but now? I don't care... This man is ridiculously hot, and he is looking at me like I'm the only woman in the world.

"Can I help you?" I ask him when he get closer to me, and I swear I hear him groaning.

"What's your name?" His voice is hoarse and make my knees buckle.

"I'm Elizabeth," I answer honestly.

He extends a very large hand: "I'm John. John Watson."

He keeps his eyes on me, and I swear I can see straight into his soul. I give him a warm smile and take his hand. "Nice to meet you, John."

I feel my knees buckle when he touches me, but before we can exchange any more words, someone calls for his attention, and he starts to turn.

"We'll meet again, sweetheart," he says, and he's gone. I stand there, blinking, and wondering what the hell just happened. I take up my phone and call my dad.

He answers on the first call: "Hi sweetie, is something wrong?" His voice is laced with concern.

"No, dad... I don't think so..." I take a deep breath and sigh. "I think I just met my mate... I'm coming home... we need to talk about this, and to find out if it's even real, because everyone said that a half-breed will never have a true mate, or even a mate at all..."

I start walking to my apartment and find a duffel. I grab clothes for a few weeks, makeup, my essentials and head to the parking garage to get my car. In no time I'm on the highway on my way home to the Crescent Moon Pack.