Saving My Mate From The Rogue Alpha

“Billy, you ready?” Beth asks me as she walks into the kitchen of the pack house. No one calls me Billy anymore, no one but Beth. It’s a cute nickname we used to use to create our own little group of three musketeers, but it has taken on a special significance as we got older and everyone moved to calling me Will instead, everyone except Beth that is. She looks incredible tonight, in skinny black jeans, a white fitted top that shows of her perfectly toned stomach with a stone coloured oversized blazer which hangs open, slightly off her shoulders. Her normally straight brown hair has been curled and it bounces as she walks. Her make up is light and natural and accentuates her natural beauty perfectly. “Sure, where’s Brody?” I ask before taking a sip from my drink. “He’s not coming. He decided he didn’t want to come anymore.” Beth replies, taking my drink and having a sip herself. “What is that?” She asks pulling a disgusted face and sticking out her tongue. “Rum and coke, heavy on the rum.” I explain. “I’m pre-loading before the party.” “Pre-loading? Again? Just don’t be sick on me later.” She smiles, passing the drink back to me and our fingers gently brush against each others. “Not a chance.” I smile back at her mischievously and down the remnants of the drink in one go. It takes a lot to get a werewolf drunk, but tonight I plan on getting drunk and I’ve already had quite a few drinks, enough to make me tipsy and give me some Dutch courage at least. I place the glass in the sink then take Beth’s hand and lead her out of the pack house and towards the pack’s family homes. The Alpha, Beta and Gamma families live on the top floors of the pack house. The unmated warriors live on the ground floor and all other families live in houses around the pack. The party tonight is at Denny’s house, one of the nicer family homes in our territory. Denny’s mum is one of the pack’s senior accountants so they live in a very nice, large house not too far away from the pack house. This weekend she is away visiting her sister along with Denny’s dad and younger sister. As Denny has the house to himself he decided to invite a few friends round which quickly spread to a few more and a few more and tonight it will be a full on house party with most of the packs older teenagers attending. It’s pretty common for me and my friends to gather and let loose on a Friday and Saturday night, but large house parties with a lot of the pack members aren’t that common and the prestige that comes with holding a big party is huge. “What’s up with Brody?” I ask. “He had a fight with Tess today.” Brody, Beth’s brother has been dating Tess for years. They are the epitome of an IT couple, nothing seems to get in their way and they are completely in love with each other. “s**t, what about?” I ask, although I can have a pretty good guess. They aren’t a couple that are always fighting. In fact I don’t think I have ever seen them be anything but completely in love with each other, which makes the fact that they are fighting even more concerning. “Fated mates.” Beth replies confirming my suspicions. Me and my friends are 17, all coming up to our 18th birthdays, some sooner than others. Brody and Beth turn 18 in two weeks, the first ones in our friendship group and although they are both excited about the possibility of finding their goddess gifted mates they are bricking it as well. It’s a scary time to be a werewolf. To find out if the moon goddess has selected you a mate that you would choose yourself. Most werewolves want their fated mate, the wolf part of them craves their mate and the pleasure from your mate is supposed to be unparalleled, but it’s daunting to wonder what will happen if they are not who you had hoped they would be. Everyone expects Brody and Tess to be fated mates. They are perfect for each other, but they might not be, the moon goddess might have had other ideas for them. “I’ll check in with him later.” I reassure her, although I doubt I can say anything to cheer him up on this topic. I turn 18 three weeks after the twins and I’m not really interested in my fated mate, that is unless she happens to be Beth Carlton. I’ve had a lot of girlfriends or rather a lot of friends with benefits for a 17 year old, but I guess that comes with the territory of being the future Alpha. However most people in the pack expect me and Beth to be fated mates and I guess in a way I always did too. I never really thought about her romantically though, until a couple of months ago. Something changed and now my sights are firmly set on her. The sweet, kind, genius of a she-wolf that has been one of my best friends since we were tiny, but I know Beth will only want to be with me if I am her goddess gifted mate. She isn’t interested in settling for anyone other than her mate, not even the future Alpha of the Blood Stone pack. To my surprise we have been getting a bit more flirty towards each other lately. We tend to hold hands if we are going somewhere together, we hug more and I sometimes catch her looking at me as if she is imagining what it would be like to do more together. I’m hoping and praying to the moon goddess that it’s the beginnings of a mate bond but until I turn 18 I won’t know for sure and Beth won’t take any chances, she has put me firmly in my place on more than one occasion. “Thanks. Has he spoken to you about it?” She asks shaking me from my thoughts. “Not since last week. He said he wants to be with Tess regardless but he isn’t sure that’s what Tess wants. He’s scared shitless that she will leave him if they aren’t mates. He doesn’t want anyone else, but Tess is convinced he will find his mate and leave her.” I explain. “He doesn’t talk to me. Tess does, but not Brody.” Tess is good friends with Beth and clearly Beth is one of her confidants. “They will be fine. It’s just a stressful time.” I say reassuringly. “I know. I hope you’re right. They are so good together.” Beth says quietly. “Brody knows what he wants.” I explain. “And so do I.” I whisper, as I let go of her hand and wrap my arm around her bare waist, pulling her closer so I can kiss the top of her head. “You still want to go to Denny’s?” “Sure.” Beth says as she takes hold of my hand again as we walk. When we reach the party, it’s already packed. Beth spots her friends in the kitchen, surrounding a selection of pizza boxes and heads in their direction, whilst I head to the living room to find my friends. All the sofas have been pushed to the sides to make room for a makeshift dance floor in the middle of the room. A large TV mounted to the wall is playing music videos as people shout out requests for the next song and copy the moves on the TV. The coffee table has been moved against the back wall and is piled high with bottles and cups of every description. I grab a beer and scan the room for Denny. I spot him on one of the sofas with a girl straddling his knee. Her tongue shoved down his throat. Hosting a party has paid off for Denny tonight, and he was getting his reward early. Denny was using the months before his 18th birthday as a time to let loose as much as possible, as were many of my friends. You might not find your fated mated straight away, you might never find them but it’s also possible you wake up on your 18th birthday and find the partner you are supposed to spend the rest of your life with. Denny wasn’t risking finding his too soon and missing out on sampling some of the other she-wolves on offer. I decide to leave him be and scan the room for someone else to talk to, and I spot Oli walking towards me. “Hey.” I say when he gets close enough to talk to over the music. “Hey where’s Beth and Brody? You look lost on your own.” He asks and I have to admit I feel lost too. Me, Beth and Brody have always been together and once Brody started dating Tess she was usually with us too. It was unusual for me to be on my own. “Beth’s with the she-wolves in the kitchen, and Brody’s not coming.” “Because of his fall out with Tess?” Oli asks and I nod in reply. “I heard them, they weren’t being discreet.” Oli is the son of the current Gamma and he is my future Gamma. He lives on the same floor as Beth and Brody in the other wing of the pack house which are joined together by a corridor. “That bad?” I ask. “Bad enough. Plenty of tears. Mostly from Brody.” “Poor Brodes.” I reply feeling bad for leaving my best friend to come to a party, but to be fair I hadn’t known about the fall out until after we were setting off. “They will work it out. I bet they’ve already made up and are f*****g as we speak.” Oli grins with a tiny bit of jealousy for his friend. “So you and Beth?” Oli probes raising his eyebrows questioningly. I shrug my shoulders. I don’t know what we are. I don’t know how to explain what’s going on between us and I’m not sure I want to. She isn’t just some she-wolf I’m going to brag about with my mates. “I like her. I like her a lot.” I say smiling at the thought of her. “That’s all you’re going to say?” “Yep. So. Who have you got your sights set on tonight?” I ask. “No one in particular. I’m not feeling too fussy tonight.” Oli says as he turns to watch a group of she-wolves walk into the living room and sit down on one of the empty sofas. “Any one of them will do.” Oli adds nodding towards the group. “Anyone except Beth.” I add smiling towards my beautiful best friend who is perched on the arm of the sofa laughing with the group. “Don’t worry. I know she’s off limits, I got that message plain and clear months ago.” As if she senses my eyes on her, she looks over to us and slowly licks her lips. I’m not sure if she meant to do it seductively, or if she was licking a bit of pizza off, but it is so f*****g sexy and I can’t wait any longer. I walk over to her, take her hand and walk her up the stairs without saying a word, and to my absolute shock she doesn’t object. We walk into one of the guest bedrooms and close the door. “You look so good tonight.” I whisper as I place my hands lightly on her hips. I wait for her to push my hands off or pull away but she doesn’t. “Thanks. You don’t look too bad either.” She says as she reaches up onto her tiptoes to wrap her arms around my neck. My hands on her waist pull her closer towards my body as our lips meet slowly and she kisses me gently. I have been dreaming about kissing her for weeks and it’s every bit as good as I had imagined. Her warm breath brushes against my lips as she pulls back slightly. I want to grab her and kiss her hard. As hard as I possibly can. I want to place my hands all over her body, to grab her and make her mine, but I don’t want to scare her away. I don’t want to ruin what we are. I am lucky to be kissing her at all. I try my luck and gently pull her even closer towards me and place an ever so slightly harder kiss on her lips. Miraculously she still doesn’t pull away. She kisses me back and gently rubs her tongue against my lips, gingerly asking for more. I open my mouth and her tongue slowly enters. My own tongue reaches out to meet hers, carefully brushing against it. One of her hands moves from my neck up into my hair grabbing it gently and pulling my lips tighter to hers. I build up my courage and move my hands from her waist and down over her perfect arse, cupping it gently and pulling her body to make contact with my hardening c**k. This is so f*****g sensual I can’t believe it. Her body suddenly tenses, I presume she finally realises the effect she is having on me. I remove one hand from her arse and move it up over her bare waist and to her chest, running my fingers over her hard n*****s. Maybe she finally wants me as well. “I want you so badly.” I moan out between kisses. “We don’t know if we are mates yet.” She whispers. I’m still hopeful. It wasn’t a no way get your filthy hands off me. Even if we are not mates I would take Beth as my Luna and I have told her that before, but I don’t think that she believes me. “We could be.” I say hopefully. “Well, if we are then I’m pretty sure we will never stop fucking.” She growls. The words sound so perfect. She has never been so bold before and the idea of f*****g her excites me beyond belief. “We better start practicing.” I say moving my hand under the front of her top and slipping it underneath her bra running my fingers along the goosebumps of her skin until they glide over her perfectly hardened n****e. She gasps in pleasure as I gently squeeze it before cupping her whole breast in the palm of my hand. It’s such a perfect handful. I am now fully aroused and I know that she knows this but I take her hand in mine and place it against the front of my jeans. “I want you so damn much.” I repeat as her fingers close around my c**k still unfortunately completely covered by my jeans. “I can see that but not tonight.” She says pulling her hand away and removing my hand from her top, whilst swiftly adjusting it. s**t. “I’m sorry. Please don’t go.” I beg knowing that it’s futile. I pushed her too far, much further than I ever imagined she would go and now she was leaving. “I promise I won’t mention it again. Let’s just make out some more.” I try, hopefully. “Sorry. I better get back. I should go check on Brody.” She says as she turns and gives me a quick kiss on the lips then walks out of the room. “So close.” My wolf, Roan taunts. “Not f*****g nearly close enough.” I reply adjusting my jeans so I’m more comfortable. Goddess that felt amazing even if it was short lived and she had left me frustrated. I wait a couple of minutes to regain some composure before I flip the light switch off, walk out of the bedroom, and back downstairs to the living room, where the party has been going strong without us. “Where’s Beth?” Oli asks as I join him on one of the sofas. “Gone.” I reply not even trying to hide my frustration. “Already.” “Yep. She is worried about Brody.” I explain without going into details. “Here. Have a drink.” A slightly older she-wolf I don’t know says passing a bottle of beer to me. She’s cute, maybe 19, with dark blonde highlighted hair and bright green eyes. She is barely dressed and wearing a bit too much makeup for my liking but it is a party after all. “Thanks.” I say with a smile and she takes that as an invitation to sit down so close to me she is almost on my lap. “Your girlfriend has gone home early.” She whispers placing her hand on my thigh delicately and leaning towards my ear so her barely covered ample cleavage brushes gently against my arm. “She’s not my girlfriend. She’s my best friend.” I say defensively. It is technically the truth. Beth and her twin brother Brody have been my best friends since forever, but I can’t stop thinking about being more than that, even if she isn’t ready to go to the next stage yet. Beth is easily the most beautiful she-wolf in our pack, in any pack. But as well as being beautiful she is also intelligent and brilliant at everything she does. Although I am the future Alpha of the pack I know she is way out of my league. She has complete trust in the goddess’s choice for her and she isn’t just clinging on to some notion of being the future Luna like most she-wolves I meet, like the she-wolf unashamedly throwing herself at me right now. “Lucky for me.” The she-wolf almost purrs and slowly, delicately trails her fingers up my thigh. I take a big gulp of beer and try to talk some sense into myself. She is not a patch on Beth, but Beth has left me frustrated and this she-wolf is having the desired effect on me right now. “You wanna go upstairs?” I ask defeatedly. “No.” Roan growls loudly in my head. “Sure.” She replies, standing up and taking my hand, leading the way out of the room and up the stairs into the room I have just been in with Beth. As soon as the door is closed the girl throws herself at me, literally, grabbing around my neck and forcefully kissing me, wasting no time in shoving her tongue into my mouth. Before I know what is happening her hands go to work undoing my jeans, and pulling them down whilst we are still standing, my boxers quickly follow my jeans to the floor. She bends down onto her knees and slowly licks the bit of c*m from the end of my c**k before taking me further into her mouth.