Mystic Mountain Fate

The Alpha’s Scent

We woke suddenly to engines revving and howls. Great, the warriors had arrived. I peaked through a curtain of the camper to see dust clouds in the distance. I looked to my mate whose eyes were shut tightly, exaggerating his desire to remain asleep. I thought of a way I could make him feel better. I threw the blankets off of him and I hopped into his lap. His eyes shot open and he smirked at me.

“Baby! Right now? They’re almost here.” He said.

I bit my lower lip and said “just a quickie?” I wasn’t really asking permission, because I didn’t give him the chance to answer before I lifted my hips and lowered myself down onto him. Thank god for morning wood, he slid into me effortlessly and I began rocking myself forward and backward, picking up pace as I noticed his eyes roll back, until finally it started to really pick up for me. I was unintentionally rubbing my c**t against his lower stomach and right before I felt the pressure of my building orgasm subside, I heard the sloshing of fluids between us. He came. Before me, but that was okay, we had to start our day anyway. I smiled down at him and he playfully squeezed my thighs to let me know he enjoyed himself.

A knock came on the camper window startling us out of our sexy haze. “Get dressed we need to talk.” The voice on the other side of the camper said. I recognized the voice as his brother’s but it was slightly deeper than before. Probably alpha life going to his ego.

I rolled my eyes and made a mocking face before lifting myself off of my mate and cleaning up the mess we made. I burned some Palo santos so nobody would smell what just happened. But who am I kidding, we all have noses sharper than most apex predators.

I straightened up the camper while Bry escaped our mobile love nest to go speak with his brother. I heard them walk closer to the stream and speak in hushed voices. I hoped whatever they spoke of would help make the trip more fun, but if I’m being honest it seemed tense.

I got dressed in some distressed Levi’s shorts with a button fly, a t shirt with a c neck that nicely exposed my cleavage but left something to the imagination, and brushed my blonde long hair that just reached my waist line. I debated on braiding it because of all the wind and dust but decided against it. I opened up the doors and leapt out, looking for my mate. When I saw him I caught a scent that was irresistibly intoxicating in a way that could only be described as spicy, but spicy like cinnamon or something sweet in that way.

Bry made eye contact with me and was still actively listening to his brother, whose face was positioned towards the stream. My mate signaled me to come closer. When I did, the alpha stopped talking and quickly walked away.

“What was all that about?” I asked my mate.

“Nothing” he said, forcing a smile. “Let’s just have fun and focus on the week ahead of us.” He said grabbing my hand.

Umm. Weird but okay.

I inhaled through my nose, deeply. “Is there cinnamon or something growing close by? I smelled something sweet.” I asked.

“Not that I know of, just wild sage.” He said with a smile. He always loved to point out how his favorite scent was sage, and thought it fitting that it was my name. Often he would call me his wild Sage after a few cocktails.

I could tell he was keeping something from me but I wasn’t one to chase trouble so I just bookmarked the conversation for later.

We started on our breakfast as a few more campers rolled into view. Three couples, who I didn’t know the names of, and a couple of other guys and girls our age. One girl in particular caught my eye because she resembled a fairer version of my cousin.

I noticed she had a few tattoos and a nose ring, she looked really cool. I introduced myself to her and asked if she needed any help setting up her tent.

“You are just so sweet!” She said, revealing her southern accent. She must not be from this pack. She accepted my help and we chatted about our origins. I was right, she wasn’t in this pack. Her sister was mated to the gamma and she just wanted to see how we did camping on this side of the Appalachians. Her name was Sara Jean.

My mate was helping a few other campers unload their toy haulers and was working up a sweat when Sara Jean bit her lip and said audibly “wow.”

At first I thought she was just taking in the view of the mountains, then I caught a whiff of that deliciously sweet and spicy scent and my attention was then focused upstream.

The Alpha.

“He sure is sexy” Sara Jean said.

“Yeah.” I breathed. I felt her hit my shoulder and realized she was talking about my mate. Bry. “Oh, yes he is sexy. That’s my mate actually.” I announced proudly.

She put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow at me. “Well done! I gotta get me one of those, Sugar!” She said making me

Blush.

Sara Jean and I got her camp set up and decided to let our wolves hunt, we had heard there was wild elk in the area. Her wolf was gorgeous, a sandy blonde coat with a white underbelly and her front left paw was also white as well as the tip of her tail. Much more versatile than my wolfs boring grey coat. I guess it was alright, Bry swore it was blue.

I was happy to let Autumn, my wolf be in control for a while. I had stuff to think about. “What’s up with you?” Autumn asked me silently.

“I’m tripping out on the alphas smell right now.” I replied.

“New position new smell?” She asked

I shrugged my shoulders. We caught up to Sara Jean who was low to the ground just at the top of the hill. We stayed low, and watched her pounce on a herd of elk. She had the biggest one in her grasp and watching her take it down was like a movie, she was so skillful in her attack and made close to no mess while taking the elks life. She shifted back into her human form after she had finished her meal. She shyly wiped her mouth free of blood and said “ain’t no use to make ‘em suffer, it don’t change the flavor none.”

“You are kind of incredible.” I said laughing. We both stayed there a while and laughed while taking in the views before shifting back and going to camp.

I stopped at the camp restroom to relieve myself. I opened the door and caught that scent again, and saw the alpha standing towards the door with his head over his shoulder, looking at his back in the mirror. I could see he had a huge tear in his flesh and audibly gasped at the sight of it.

His eyes met mine and flashed darkly, warning me to back off. I was scared but mostly for his sake. I reached for him when he caught my arm. His touch burned me in the same way his scent had burned my nostrils. I felt my eyes flutter from the tingles.

“Go.” He commanded, turning me around.

“But your back…” I started.

“I said GO SAGE!” He said all too seriously.

I found myself walking away shaking my head. I was trying to help him okay, if he wanted to be an asshole then he wouldn’t get my help. Mmm but he smelled really good.

Wait, was he supposed to smell that good? Was this some alpha voodoo or something I should worry about? I saw bry in the distance and realized I had almost forgotten about him completely in those few seconds. I was mentally emursed in the alphas scent.

What was going on? Why did I get those tingles when I already was mated to Bry?

I nudged autumn subconsciously but no response. She was just as confused as I was.

I caught up to Bry and he kissed me, then stepped back and looked at my face analyzing the confusion that was obviously visible. I was never good at hiding my inner thoughts. I fake yawned to change the subject. “I think I need a cup of coffee, “ I said.