Alpha's Chosen

3

Hugo is waiting by the packhouse house doors and sensing my mood, says nothing, only offering the bag my clothes will go in whilst we travel.

One of the many reasons I appreciate him as not only my Beta but also my friend. No words needed.

I take the bag, giving him a small nod of thanks before going to shift.

I remove my clothes, stuffing them in the bag before allowing Ares to push forward.

Our two-hour run seems to go by in an instant and before I know it, the Blackfur warriors are waving us through as Ares passes me back control.

This is my first time visiting Blackfur and it truly is as beautiful as Alpha Williams has made out.

From the lush forest surrounding it to the manicured gardens within, Blackfur is simply a sea of green.

Once within the borders, both Hugo and I shift and go to reunite with our arriving convoy.

Each of my warriors bowing their heads slightly as they greet us "Alpha, Beta".

"Thanks for coming guys" I nod in return "The work we are doing here is important, but I hope to get each of you home to your families within the month". I add, greeting the ones nearest touching our foreheads in a sign of mutual respect.

I take a moment to catch up with some of my warriors, mostly Nathan, who has just returned off paternity leave and sweetly won't shut up or stop showing pictures of his pup.

As we are talking I sense Alpha Williams approaching.

Signaling to my warriors we silently move into position.

Alpha Williams is one of the older Alpha's in our alliance, looking to be in his mid thirties by human years, but in truth, he is much older.

His tall, slender Luna stands to his right, his mirror image son standing to his left.

Most Alpha's are built with muscle to spare, but as the years have drawn on Alpha Williams’ have reduced, his frame now near matching his sons.

"Cole, welcome, welcome, I hope your journey wasn't too dismal with all this rain we’ve been having" Alpha Williams smiles shaking my hand firmly before touching his forehead to mine.

Not many men have height like us and although he is still shorter than me, he still stands tall and proud at six foot seven, sprinkles of gray creeping into his brown locks.

"Not at all, Alpha Williams, thank you for your hospitality" I reply, offering him a warm smile as I return his greeting.

"George, please Cole, call me George. Now quickly come inside out of the cold" he says, ushering us to follow along.

George leads us through the packhouse, opening two double doors to reveal his great hall, where his pack is waiting.

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Meredith's POV

Waiting alongside Bella, I’m growing impatient waiting to meet my first Alpha, well outside my father and brother, of course.

Even a week out from my twentieth birthday and my father still treats me like a ten year old, needing to bubble wrap me within an inch of my life.

My mother and I have worked together for months and finally... finally, my father is loosening the reigns. . . . a little, allowing me to act as an actual member of our family in our pack lands and actually greet other packs in our lands also.

"Calm down" Bella whispers beside me, "these are your father's allies, friends. Nothing to be nervous about".

I smile weakly to her before closing my eyes to take some deep breaths but just as I feel my heart begin to slow the doors open, my head snapping up to see my father entering.

With one final deep breath, I stand up straighter. Even with my short frame I need each of our visitors to know I won't be looked down on, wolf or ... not.

My father, as usual, is joined by my mother and brother. This would be my place too if I wasn't born missing the one thing weres valued most... my wolf.

Yup, the daughter of an Alpha, a Luna by birth and yet only slightly better off than your average human.

Bella's hand slides into mine as if reading my thoughts as I look over to my family, she being the only one I have voiced my fears to.

Another deep breath and I force myself to look up again, my eyes immediately drawn to the unknown wolves entering the room.

Starting from the back, I glance over each of the arriving warriors.

Unlike ours, each of these men wears an insignia of their pack. A large black moon with a singular knife stabbing through its centre. My eyes are captivated by the simplistic image as my mind races with the possible meaning behind it.

I can hear voices, but they are fading as my focus turns instead to the largest man in the room, his footsteps holding no secrets of the giant making them.

The light stubble of his strong jaw and the subtle movement of his lips as he speaks sucks me in as if my eyes are no longer allowed elsewhere.

"Mere.... Mere" Bella whisper yells beside me, whilst nudging me harder than seemingly necessary.

"What?" I whisper yell in return, annoyed by her distraction as I now look at her.

Bella smirks as she wipes my chin, my face scrunching in confusion as I recoil from her touch before she whispers "you're drooling". My confusion quickly turns to annoyance as I fake a laugh "ha ha. Very funny".

My eyes soon return, searching for those lips, but he is no longer in place, now moving to follow my father as he introduces our beta and gamma.

To describe the man as tall, even by were standards, wouldn’t be enough. His broad shoulders and chest only confirming that his wolf too would be a sight to see . . . A sight I now yearn to see.

My eyes continue to roam, taking in his large figure and slowly raking down his body as I take him in, pausing on my favorite parts.

I am instantly captivated by his thick thighs and firm chest but my favorite by far is his hands.

I bite my lip as I think of what those hands could do, the strength they obviously, effortlessly hold.

I continue to stare at them as my mind wonders how they would feel, their roughness against my skin. Would they feel so rough then? Or would they hold surprising softness with a tender touch behind them?

"Mere" Bella nudges me again. But this time I'm glad for her interruption.

They are fast approaching and I can't allow my invisible drool to show.

I swallow, remembering my place as I bow my head to the approaching Alpha.