Fated Love.

(Arla) Her Mom and Dad were busy for the day, so Arla had braided her long red hair, rushing into her training gear, and raced towards the training grounds knowing that Jaxson, her soon to be Alpha was in charge of training today, she knew that he'd attempt to keep her away from the bigger men of the pack, all the warriors, in the human world shes be considered tall, 5'7, however in the wolfen community she was rather small compared to other wolves, she knew she could hold her own even considering her size, he knew this but still had an intense need to protect her, keep her safe. She had always hated this. Even as children, he was two years older than her and so would protect her from any child that would attempt to hurt her. she recalls that one day, a child had accidentally pushed past her, causing her to fall onto her bottom. She got right up, and the other child apologised before she could say she forgave him. Jaxson, who was eight, had pushed the child over with an amount of force an Alpha child could possess. The other child got up and ran away screaming how sorry they were. Jaxson grabbed Arla and hugged her, asking if she was okay. She told him she was fine, he had ignored her and dragged her to the nurses office. The nurse obviously agreed and told Jaxson that Arla was okay. Getting into their teenage years, this 'protection' continued, he'd make sure he walked her to lessons and that any other male in the building stayed away. She was okay with that, though, having a small crush on him. During training, she moved up the ranks quickly and was put into groups with Jaxson, her brother Thomas, the soon to be Beta, and the Gamma Alexander. She made it her goal to prove she could hold her own, and so would best Alexander quite frequently. He hated this, obviously. Jaxson and Thomas would always torment him about losing to her, mainly about her being small in stature. she'd roll her eyes and ignore this. She even trained with the best warriors of the pack being given the role to become a high-ranking warrior when she left school, she told the Alpha, Robert, that she of course appreciated the offer and would happily take it into consideration. Once at the training grounds, she saw the now seventeen year old Jaxson talking to the class, with the help of Dom, the leader of the warriors and their training. The room filled with tall, strong men, and then there was Arla at the back of the room, standing out like a sore thumb in the room. When Jaxsons eyes landed on her, he smiled, declaring loudly that the first exercise would be partner work, the men all got into twos, avoiding her, she rolled her eyes as Jaxson walked in front of her. 'Missed me?'he chuckled. She laughs, 'you wish' 'Oh, you wound me, apologise to your future Alpha'' he smirked. 'I am terribly sorry future Alpha that my truthful words cut so deep' The two laugh once again. With him distracted, she knocked his leg, causing him to topple. He groaned when he landed heavily on the floor. 'I did come for training, not playful banter'' she laughed. He glared playfully at her, only to do the same, knocking her down. She jumped up as soon as she realised, pinning Jaxson below her, her hand on his chest, proving she won this battle. 'Again'' he growled. She jumped up, letting him get up as well. Clearly, Jaxson was not taking his loss well. He rolled his neck and glared at her. The two maintained eye contact, neither of them wanting to lunge first, she faked a lunge, and he took it, he attempted to tackle her, she however quickly dodged this. Kicking his leg again, he toppled once again. She walked behind him, going to put her hand to his neck. He grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her over his shoulder, now found herself pinned beneath him, causing her to become somewhat aroused by this. 'You got me,'' she gasped, quickly hoping to get him off of her to decrease the levels of arousal she felt. He did sense this. He got up quickly and directed the class to work on weapon combat. They used blunt versions of their weapons in training. She thanked him in her head, hoping to herself that he didn't sense how aroused by their combat she actually was. 'Er, I'm gonna go, I'll have Tom train me on this another time." she rushed. 'Call me later." He begged. She nodded but quickly ran away. Years later, on her seventeenth birthday, he kissed her, neither knowing their mates. Jaxson hadn't found his mate the year before at his eighteenth birthday, her time yet to come. She, however, never stopped the kiss, hoping for more from him, that did come a week later, they were in his room, watching a movie, she didn't recall the film, he had kissed her once again, she straddled him, her arms around his neck her fingers tugging his hair slightly, one of his hands grabbed her backside, the other had moved up her tank top and cupped her breast, and teased her n****e, she had moaned into the kiss and grinded down on him. She had pulled away hiding her face from him. The hand on her breast slid away and cupped her face, 'Don't ever be embarrassed about you moaning for me, I'd hate to know you felt a need to hide yourself from me' she had looked at him, her eyes filled with lust and desire, his having the same. She decided quickly to remove her tank top, revealing her breasts, she thought she heard him groan before leaning down and taking one of her breasts into his mouth sucking and leaving a small bruise, moving quickly to her n****e and sucked and nibbled at it, which had caused her to moan loudly for him. He had laid them down him still teasing her breasts. He watched her as she moaned, her eyes fluttering. He could feel himself growing as he listened to her moans. The way her body reacted to him only encouraged him to keep going. Arla was overcome with pleasure. She felt one of his hands moving towards her shorts, his fingers teasing her c**t, she gasped loudly, desperately wanting more from him. He slid his finger into her, feeling how wet she was for him. 'Oh f**k Arla" He moaned. He pulled her shorts down, her lifting her body for him to pull them all the way off. Before she knew what was going on, his tongue was tasting her, savouring every second he got to do this with her. She would grind her hips up, desperately wanting more. She grabbed his hair and pulled at his hair. 'Please." she gasped out through her moans. He stopped what he was doing, causing a small whine to escape her. 'please? what do you want?" He asked softly. 'I want you, so much more of you." she gasped. He got up, taking off his pants, and as he removed his top, he felt Arla on her knees for him, sucking on him, she made eye contact as she took him out her mouth and maintained it licking from the base to the tip, slowly, as if to tease him, she tasted his salty skin. She took him back in again, his hand in her hair pulling slightly, causing her to moan around him. 'I'm about to." He moaned. This only spurled her on, wanting to taste him, with a need she never knew she had. He began matching her head movements with small thrusts, him twitching slightly before spilling into her mouth. She made eye contact as she swallowed him down, licking the rest off him. "f**k me" she whispered. He had picked her up, placing a pillow under her backside, then thrusting into her quickly. She gasped loudly. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down to kiss her, the two tasting each other on their tongues. "Move." she begged, grinding onto him. He moved with a primal need, kissing her, tasting her. She pulled away from their kiss and sucked a small bruise on his chest. He felt her tighten round him, as she orgasmed, throwing her head back as she called out his name, still begging for him to keep going, he felt her reach her climax a few times before he did. She watched him so intensely as his face showed how close he actually was. "Cover me in it." she had begged. He complied, covering her belly and chest in him. He watched as once again she tasted him. The two lay together, panting and gasping. "That was amazing." she whispered to herself. "Yes, it was." Jaxson had replied. "Not to be rude, but can you get me a cloth, please?" She giggled "Oh s**t yeah." He quickly pulled on his underwear, then rushed to get her a damp cloth to clean her up. She laid their, smiling to herself, loving that this matched to her fantasy so closely. The way he knew how to touch her in all the right ways to get her so aroused. He returned and wiped away the mess for her. She smiled up at him and kissed him once again, just a small peck. He did try to deepen it. 'we can't. I have school in the morning it is already so late." she giggled. "I suppose I'll have to let you go for the night." "Yeah, you do have to." she chuckled. Once she was cleaned up, she got dressed again as he cleaned the cloth off and placed it in the wash bin. The two finish their movie, and she leaves, no more touching or kissing. They both knew it'd only get more intense if they did. The film ended after thirty minutes, and she got ready to leave, kissing Jaxson before she did, only to tease him before it escalated she ran home giggling to herself all night. They had carried this on for the rest of the year. They did see it as a relationship, neither putting a label on it due to them having mates out there. They still trained together and would hang out with friends together, both having mutual and separate friends. One week before Arlas eighteenth birthday, she had said goodbye to all her friends, had a moment with Jaxson, and left. She and her family were visiting her grandparents, her mom's parents. They did this for every birthday, for her and Tom anyway, they stayed a week and returned home for their actual birthday. Being there a few days, Arlas grandmother fell ill, so Arla and her mother stayed to care for her and her grandfather. She failed to be home for her birthday, which Alpha Robert said it was okay, and had sent out his well wishes for Arlas grandmother. A week later, she had died, and the rest of her family rushed back for the funeral. Arla had sobbed uncontrollably during the funeral, Tom hugging her tightly. Her grandfather a month later fell ill, around the same time Arla realised she had missed her period. Again, she stayed to look after her grandfather. He eventually had gotten better. Arla, however, had chosen to stay for a while, the rest of the family returning home. None of them knew she believed she was pregnant with their soon to be Alphas baby. Her grandfather realised and had helped build a crib for the baby. He was happy to be there for his first great-grandchild. A few months later, Arla had a baby boy, naming him Francis after her Grandfather, he had cried a little at this. All the while she was away, she had tried to contact Jaxson, needing to tell him about their child, all she got in return was him saying he was busy and would call her the next day and the next and that day never came. She couldn't just return back to the pack, with her being gone for so long that she needed a formal return letter to come back, which she never got. So for the next three years, Arla stayed with her grandfather looking after him and caring for her now two year old son. Her grandfather told her time and time again how great of a mother she was, but told her to contact her Alpha for a formal return and that he'd go into a home with other older wolves to be taken care of. She would sigh and just say tomorrow. He knew she was hurting but never pried her on this. She was his favourite grandchild. She always had a nurturing nature, always helping her grandfather, fetching his slippers and his drinks, even when he was able to get up without aid. She always made sure he and her grandmother were happy and made sure to call them and keep them talking. She was usually always smiling. "Francis, come on, baby, let's get going." she called for her son, who toddled through to her, smiling and blabbering at her. "mamam." He would blabber to himself. She waited, smiling at him. When he got to her feet, she picked him up and carried him out, calling a goodbye to her grandfather. She took him to a large clearing, trees nearby and flowers covering the grass, men nearby on the rounds or training, just near the pack house to play with the other children. She had placed him down and let him toddle off. She smiled widely at him and sat with her friend, Rose. "Still no word?" Rose questioned "Huh? no, I gave up about a year ago. He's never even messaged me since." she sighed, missing her best friend. "I'd stay out the pack house if I was you." Rose sighed. "Why now?" She laughed. "Alpha meeting, old and new in neighbouring packs, just to update agreements and contracts." "So a lot going on then?" "It feels like I'm drowning by the Alpha presence in all honesty. There's just so many of them." The two sighed and watched their children, Rose was a year older and is the Betas mate. She has two children, two boys and twins at that, and she named them Austin and Brooklyn. the two boys were so cute and always played around or with Francis. "How long are these meetings going on for?" Arla questioned. "All today and tomorrow." "Quite some time then." After a few hours of them playing, Francis toddled his way to Arla, "mamam din" "din? we hungry baby?" "it is about dinner time. We should head into the kitchen, and we will be alone." the two gathered up all three children.