Birth of an Alpha Bishops Endgame

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Cj

The week went by incredibly fast. It seems like I blinked and now It's Friday. Juliet returned home on Wednesday we had a big pack wide dinner to celebrate her and a few others completing various grade levels and being home for the semester. While our elementary and high schoolers still had school our college level pack members were home. With Juliet home it means it's a girl’s weekend to catch up and party. Juliet, Nola, Rainbow and me all piled into my 4-door jeep headed to Phoenix. Even though it’s like a 7-hour ride it’s a much-needed break for me and Nola from pack duties.

“It feels like the old days” Rainbow shouted over the music in the car. “The old days girl you make it seem like we're all in our 40's” I laughed. “Nah not like that you know what I mean Julie over here is in college, You and Nola are running the pack and are usually too busy to party while my tree hugging ass is left alone to my own devices. Which you know is very bad for everyone's health.”

We all laugh cause it's true Rainbow is the prankster of the group, the forever child even though she is technically the oldest. She runs the apothecary store in silver city for the coven. She a beautiful Asian American woman 23yo at 5'9" with a pixie cut black hair and slim build with violet eyes and olive skin tone. When her mother steps down she's the next priestess for the coven until then she is given free rein to do whatever she wants. But she is right, two years ago everything changed for us. Once Me and Nola took over the pack, we had to finish our college degrees online. Generally putting pack duties ahead of our own personal lives. Magnolia “Nola” Daye, is my Beta the only child of my father’s Beta Antonio “tony” Daye. My right-hand woman, she evens me out. While I am usually the serious, pessimistic, permanently resting b***h face unapproachable Alpha. Nola is the approachable beta, always with an open mind and heart to our pack, the momma hen. Can kick ass at 1pm and be ready to walk the runway by 6pm. Total Luna material. Call me selfish, but I am happy she hasn’t found her mate yet. I just know she’ll be mated to an some alpha or beta and then where will that leave me and the pack I silently muse while glancing to the passenger seat at Nola. She’s a 22yo 6' Latina goddess with her chestnut brown waist length hair light brown eyes and killer body. After killing my mate, she was my rock. I closed myself off from everything and everyone. It was pack duties and then home to drown my sorrows in liquor. but she pulled me aside and after some tough love brought me back from the devastating path I was headed on. Before that fateful day in the desert. I was a virgin happily waiting for my mate. After I got my v card punched by a random human one night while drinking alone in a club in silver city. I continued with casual hooks up with other humans and the occasional pack member mostly the mages as they didn’t develop emotional entanglements involving s*x. I was drinking and partying hard all by myself. Closed off from all my friends and picking fights with them I hurt and wanted to hurt them. not really my best showing as an Alpha, that all stopped the day Nola found Romeo cockily leaving my cottage early one morning. Even though he was only 18 at the time. He was already just a few inches shorter than his dad and had filled out pretty nicely. with dirty blonde hair cut into a crew cut and blue eyes. He was always making passes at me or giving me flirty looks. He was one of my best friends brother and I know I was breaking girl code big time I couldn’t really care less back then. He was a decent lay, nothing to brag about and nothing to make me want to repeat the mistake but decent. Nola didn’t say anything about what she saw to me or Juliet, until later when she heard him telling anyone who would listen that he was to become the alpha of the pack and that all I needed was a firm hand to handle me. That night she barged into my house and started pouring out all the liquor she could find. She told me to get my s.hit together before I lose my pack to some egotistical f***k boy. She yelled that the elders could make me take him as a chosen if I didn’t straighten the f***k up. That he was already going around telling anyone that would listen that we had f.ucked and how I had told him he was the best I ever had. That it was time the bears had more authority within the pack. It was the hard wakeup call I needed. I made a promise to Nola and myself that night nothing and no one before the pack, and once the time came, I would pass the pack onto either her pups or Juliet’s cubs since I doubted, I would ever take a chosen mate or would be blessed with a second chance. So, for a year now I've been dry. No hard alcohol, no s*x, no partying, throwing myself into running the pack and expanding our business ventures. I look through the rearview mirror back at Juliet, who's nothing like her brother, the sweetest soul you could ever meet. the baby of the group at 20 but the smartest of us all. She stands 5'8 with shoulder length reddish blonde hair like her dad, a sizable rack of melons we crack jokes about her toppling over from their weight like every other day and freckles around her emerald green eyes that she gets from her mom. Compared to these leggy goddesses sometimes I feel like the troll who lives under the bridge. I stand 5'5" on a good day. I am extremely short by werewolf standards. With a caramel skin tone, light gray eyes thanks dad and a decent size chest and ass. I am toned thanks to all the training we do and have a noticeable 4 pack happening under my tee shirt. I have naturally curly shoulder length platinum blonde damn near white hair that I usually wear in twist or box braids. My mom said my hair was its color because I was blessed by the goddess herself. My mom and dad are fated mates, but my mom couldn't hold an alpha pregnancy she was an omega wolf when they met. As the story goes dad had travelled to Colorado to make an alliance with the golden dawn pack there while being served dinner this gorgeous 5’8” mocha complexion with rich thick dark brown curls omega. stepped out from the kitchen and it was love at first sight. It took 5 years and 4 miscarriages before they had me. My dad was 30 while mom was 28. My mom always called me her Christmas miracle. I was born under a full moon during the yule solstice. The light of the full moon was shining down on my mother as she struggled to push me out. The pack doctors were telling my dad that he would have to make a decision. Save the Luna or save the pup it was at the precise moment, she says she felt a presence engulf her and on the last push before she passed out, I came out screaming bloody murder shattering all the glass in the hospital room. She named me Christmas joy Romero. Because I was her miracle, her joy. I go by Cj because who names their kid Christmas my mother that's who.

Nola

Juliet and Rainbow are steadily snoring in the back seat of the jeep. While as always Cj was lost in her own thoughts. What a man playing on the radio as we speed down I10. We needed this weekend Cj has been swamped with work and training sometimes I find her passed out in her office at her desk. She’ll never admit it, but she needs a break. She’s been full throttle ever since her dad died. Even when she was s.hit deep drinking and f.ucking, she was burning the candle at both ends never really stopping. I know how much losing her dad hurt her. Coming so close to after she had lost her mom then for the goddess to give her a mate like that. I just don’t understand how she’s able to get up most days. But true to her word she hasn’t gotten drunk or had a hook up in a year. We finally made it to our hotel. I had booked us Spa packages and made dinner reservations at one of the high-end restaurants in the city. When we walked up to the concierge, I could feel most of the human men eyes on us. Not going to lie we make a pretty dramatic entrance. As soon as the concierge makes eye contact with me, I can see the little balls of sweat drip down from his hairline. I purposely wrapped my fire engine red lips around the straw making a theatre production of taking a sip from my big gulp ending in licking my lips nice and slow. The beet red color running up this man’s neck to his cheeks is f.ucking hilarious. I love f.ucking with human males, they’re so gullible. Once we were all checked in and piled into the elevator Rainbow burst out laughing.

“Why you do that guy like that” “do him like what?” I asked innocently ”girl you had him rock hard and sweating so bad I swear he was going to melt like the wicked witch of the f.ucking west.”

We all started laughing at that. Our rooms are on the top floor separated by the connecting door. Me and Cj in one room Rainbow and Juliet in the other. It’s not like the connecting door won’t be left open the entire weekend. It takes some convincing, but Cj puts on a nice black satin dress with black heels. She’s not one for what she calls fancy clothes. More of the jeans and tee girl. While I own a couple of tees and jeans, I mainly wear business casual or outfits that belong in vogue. We make our way to the restaurant enjoying our meal afterward we head to one of the more upscale clubs to dance and party the night away.

3 days later were back at the pack and back on the grind. Cj is running her own patrols of our borders. While I come up with the training schedules and patrol schedules for our warriors. Between the both of us we make it work but I am debating bringing up to Cj again adding a Gamma position. I know she doesn’t think she’ll get a second chance mate or even find a chosen mate. She’s not going to be handing off the Alpha position to him so technically having a gamma is a moot point as they assist and protect the Luna. But we need an extra set of hands to help out. A knock at my office door brings me out of my thoughts.

“Come in” I raise my head as Romeo walks in like he owns the place. “May I help you Romeo” “yeah about the patrols I been placed on the eastside or westside patrols for a good while now. Is there any reason your keeping me from the south patrols nola” “its Beta Nola, and no, no reason at all” “so you’re not purposely trying to keep me away from Cj cottage” “now why would I do that Romeo” “maybe because your trying to keep me away from Cj you know that she was going to choose me as her chosen mate not too long ago” “I never heard such a thing and if that is so then that is something you need to take up with Cj not me.” “B.ullshit Nola you’re like a f.ucking Pitbull when protecting Cj.” “Cj doesn’t need any protection she’s a big girl and can do that all her own. But if you really have a problem with patrolling the east or westside than I can give you gate duty for the next 3 months how does that sound.” “What the f***k nola this is some b.ullshit. Wait until I talk to my dad about this.” “Ah little cub going to run to daddy. Your father won’t change my schedule no matter how much you whine to him. So, deal with it.”

Romeo stares at me angrily before storming out of my office. Man, I can’t wait till he finds his f.ucking mate. He's becoming more of a major league a.sshole every day.