The Goddess Alpha

Chapter Two: Birthday Breakfast

Rheya POV

Once I was out of the shower I patted my hair and body to remove all the excess water. I decided to try and dress up some by applying some light makeup. I mostly just wear some mascara and lip gloss, I’m not super girly but Natalie has made sure to teach me a few things. Since my hair was waist length I decided to pull it back into a French braid. It was my most common hairstyle as it made my active life easier. There have been a lot of times I have threatened to cut it, but Natalie always manages to talk me out of it.

I stared at my closet unsure of what to wear. I pulled out a white sundress with yellow flowers all over it and decided to give it a try. As soon as I pulled it over my head I knew it was a no go. I was definitely a tomboy and a knee length dress was just up my alley. I quickly rip  the dress off me, after all, I can't be made to wear a dress that can't stay on. Frustrated, I turn back to my closet, a part of me still wanted to dress up nice but it’s not what I am comfortable with. After mulling over it for 10 minutes, I end up choosing a plain grey t-shirt, some ripped black jeans, and my black converse. Also known as: my everyday look. 

My phone rang again for the billionth time that morning. I opened my desk drawer and pulled it out but it’s only the normal birthday alerts, a lot of texts saying the same thing over and over. My eyes naturally rolled on their own and I tossed the phone back into the door with a slam. I only responded to my grandma, she wasn't in our pack so I wouldn't see her for a while so it was only air to respond to her. We hardly ever used phones ,and I didn't even know why I bothered to keep one. By now it’s a little after 8 so I decide to head down early and have a peaceful moment to myself with at least one coffee before breakfast.

I walk into the kitchen to see Sarah and a few other pack members cooking breakfast. Every year on my birthday I get the best type of pancakes, oreo pancakes! They’re loaded with sugar and extremely unhealthy which is why I save them for my birthday but damn if its not my favorite part of my birthday I don’t know what else is.

Everyone notices me standing there smelling the air and Jeremy (another kitchen omega) takes it upon himself to pour me a cup of coffee. “Thank you Jeremy!” I say cheerfully before heading to the dining room with my delicious coffee. I sit and smell the delicious cup, holding it close to me as if someone might take it away. I love coffee, what can I say? I get a few minutes of silence before pack members start to flood in and wish me even more happy birthdays. Every once in while one of the unmated males will stop and make direct eye contact and I can see the let down when they realize we are not mates. 

I however let out a sigh of relief not meaning to each time. It’s not that they’re bad guys, I'm actually good friends with most of them, and I have even kicked a few of their asses before for training. Okay, most of them. I just don’t see myself with a mate at all. I know the men in our pack understand why I cannot submit and be a Luna so maybe being mated to one of them wouldn’t be so bad. But that doesn't mean it isn't terrifying to me to think I could be mated to someone outside who doesn’t understand and makes my life hell. Sometimes my mom explains how bad it broke her having to fight my Dad all those years ago, and I didn't want that to be my life.

Eventually the dining room table fills in with the ranked members. This includes my parents and siblings, the betas, lead trainers, their families and our lead warrior, Eric and his mate. The rest of the pack scatter out to the outside seating area where there are more tables for everyone to fit. There’s a huge sliding glass door which gives my parents the ability to speak to everyone before meals or for us all to mingle. All in all, there are about 400 of us total, the highest pack has 800 and they are insufferable. But I don’t want to think about those ruthless bastards, they ruin my mood. And so far I am in somewhat of a good one today.

Finally, once everyone is settled at their seats, the kitchen omegas bring out all the food and drinks before they sit. The smell was inviting so we eagerly start to serve ourselves before my Father interrupts begins a small speech.

“Attention everyone!” the dining hall and outside go silent. “As you all know, today is my beautiful daughters 18th birthday…” everyone erupts into cheers and my dad continues once they have quieted down. “Princess, I understand you’ve been invited to train with the elites starting Monday?” I give a slight nod and a big smile. My mother stands up “Congrats darling. We couldn’t be prouder. I cannot wait to see what you do with the pack. I know you will be the best Alpha. You truly are destined for greatness.” She dabbed her napkin around her eyes hiding the few tears that threatened to spill. “Thank you, mother and father. I couldn’t have done it without great role models.” I stood up as they took their seats and addressed everyone. 

“Thank you all for joining us for my traditional birthday breakfast! I do have an announcement as well! I plan to have my first shift tonight with my future Beta by my side and I would love to complete a pack run the night of my birthday party! It is not mandatory but the more the merrier!” Another round of cheers set off as I take my seat and dig into my delicious pancakes.

Natalie leans over and asks, “Are you excited about Saturday?”. I roll my eyes, she knows I’m not, why bother asking. “Well I am! I know I won’t find my mate, but it’ll be nice to have some new eye candy around here.” I laugh and almost choke on my coffee I was taking a sip of. “I’ve known you my whole life and still sometimes I’m unprepared for the things you say.” I reply as I continue to laugh. 

 As were laughing and joking someone comes up behind me and places their hands on my shoulders. I tense up for a second before they start talking and I realize who it is. “I missed you at training today babe.” Tyler, my other best friend states.

Along with being Ryan and Stephanie’s son, Tyler is our third musketeer so to say. He’s about Natalie's height (which is short for a male wolf), but still extremely muscular, he says his smallness gives him an advantage because his enemies don't expect such a strong fighter in a small boy. However, no matter how strong he is I manage to knock him on his butt  every day during training. His hair is longer than most of the men’s in the pack but it’s a sandy blonde color which compliments his green eyes. At one point I thought he’d be mated to Natalie or myself but that all changed when he revealed his true self. Tyler was gay, it was a slight relief as I didn’t want to taint our friendship with a mate bond, and I didn’t want to be a third wheel. He turned 18 at the beginning of this year but has had no luck with his mate search.

“Oh, you wanted to get your ass kicked today?” I asked him to laugh before we all continue joking and eating. Natalie was the same way once, always trying to beat me when we spar, but eventually she learned her lesson. I guess Tyler is a little more block headed and needs plenty more ass kicking’s before he learns it too.

"You wouldn't have today! Even though it is your  birthday, I have a feeling I would've kicked your butt! But since you chickened out, I guess we'll have to see what happens next time!" He says confidently while sitting next to me. We sat and joked for a little longer while we continued to eat our oh so delicious pancakes. 

After breakfast ended, I decided to take a little nap, no matter how strong you are the first shift is always long and painful, so I want to be as well rested and relaxed as possible. I told Nat where to find me if she needed me and made my way up to my room. I quickly got into some comfortable clothes and relaxed under the blankets falling into sleep a lot faster than I intended.