True Alpha

Learning how to be a wolf

Delilah' s POV

I woke up with a jolt. I looked around the room, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. Was yesterday a dream? I looked around the room. I was still in Deacon’s bed. I cried a little bit. Realizing that yesterday was real. That I found my mate. He rescued me. He was going to keep me safe. He stood up to Dylan. I felt the sob come before I could stop it.

Deacon burst through the door, “What is it? Liah, are you hurt?” He turned on the light beside his bed and I smiled tearfully.

“It’s real. You are real. I thought maybe I was dreaming. Maybe I was back in the lab and Athena was trying to protect me and gave me this wonderful dream.” I sobbed into his chest.

He silently stroked my hair. I cried for what seemed like an hour before I finally fell asleep in his arms.

When I woke up again, the sun was rising, and Deacon was still in bed. One arm was behind his pillow and the other was on my thigh. He looked so peaceful, and I didn’t want to wake him, so I settled in and just watched him sleep. His breath was even and steady, his chest rising and falling. He murmured something and smiled. I smiled back. It was about 30 minutes before his alarm went off and he groaned.

I giggled, “You aren’t a morning person.”

“Not really.” He grunted and rolled over and scooted back towards me. “Move over, you took all of the bed.”

I climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom, and turned back around “Deacon?”

He grunted in response.

“Deacon.” I said again, louder.

“What?”

“I need a toothbrush. And clothes.” I said, a smile spreading across my face.

“10 more minutes.” He groaned and grabbed a pillow, throwing it over his head.

I laughed and walked over to him, pulling the pillow off, earning a growl. “It’s 7.”

“I don’t care. I’m exhausted. Let’s just skip school today and you can go shopping.”

“It’s the second day of school, Mr. Alpha.” I giggled again.

He finally looked at me and smiled back, “You sleep through most of the classes anyway. Why not just say in bed with me and we can sleep here?” He pulled me onto the bed and pulled me into his chest.

“Technically, I only slept through 2 classes, what with leaving right after lunch..” I trailed off.

He laughed. It was a full laugh, the kind that has his head tilted backward and his chest rumbling. “I guess that’s true.”

“So about my clothes?” I asked again.

He looks at the door and sighs. “Kyra will bring you more clothes in a minute. I’m going to shower.” He got out of bed and stretched. “We are going to have to work on sharing the bed though.”

I giggled as I heard a knock on the door and Kyra walked in. “What’s so funny?” She asked, handing me a duffel bag.

“Liah, is a bed hog.” Deacon beams at me, as I feel my face burn.

“I am not a bed hog.” I stuck my tongue at him. He growled playfully and ran and picked me up over his shoulder.

“I told you to watch that tongue, Liah”. He tossed me on the bed and tickled me until I couldn’t breathe.

“Deacon, stop!” I cried, “Please. Okay, okay. You win. I give.” I said between giggles.

He stood up and helped me to my feet before giving me a quick kiss on the head. He walked to the shower as I stood there smiling ear to ear.

“He’s different with you,” Kyra said. I had forgotten she was even in the room.

“What do you mean?” I c****d my head to the side.

“He’s.. softer? When I mated with Jackson, it wasn’t like that.” She waved her hand around me. “Don’t get me wrong, we are very s****l creatures. It is hard for fated mates to not mark and mate almost immediately. Even more so for an Alpha, or anyone who has Alpha blood. He is surprising us all.”

I furrowed my brow, “What exactly is marking?”

“It’s exactly what it sounds like. It’s marking you, showing who your mate is.” She pulled her hair behind her neck to show her mark. It was a crescent moon with Jackson’s name in the center. “It’s basically a permanent bond between mates. Once marked, you have a link with your mate that only you two can hear.”

“Is it normal to have age gaps between mates?” I asked, really wanting to know everything.

“I think the largest gap I have ever seen is my parents. Dad is 10 years older than mom. It is weird for an Alpha not to have a Luna, but Dad said once he found Mom nothing else mattered. They have been together for 20 years.” She smiled. “Sometimes, in very special cases for Alphas, their mate shifts early to begin the mate bond, but when Dad turned 18 and he saw Mom, he said he left for Alpha training. Since she wasn’t of age, he couldn’t tell her that they were mates. It’s against the law to tell a minor that you are their mate. They have to figure it out themselves. I guess that’s why Deacon just followed you around like a lost puppy until you figured it out.” She looked at her phone, “We’re going to be late if you two don’t hurry up.” She turned on her heel and walked out the door.

I walked into Deacon’s closet and noticed how massive it was. Half was empty. I set the bag that Kyra had brought me on the couch and looked inside. She brought me a pair of dark washed skinny jeans, a dark blue crop top and black knee-high stilettos. I got dressed and noticed that she had put make-up on the bottom of the bag. I looked at it and put it in my pocket. I would have to ask Kyra how to use that later. I grabbed the brush and softly brushed my curls out and put them in a high messy bun. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I walked out the door and Deacon groaned.

“Nope.” He said and walked out the door. I giggled at him and followed.

He met me at the top of the stairs and held my hand before descending. We met with Kyra, Sam and Jackson. Jackson gave Kyra a chaste kiss before opening the door and walking out. Kyra’s face dropped and she looked at us.

“You look hot.” She said to me, her smile returning.

“Yes, thank you so much Kyra,” Deacon said sarcastically. “You just had to put her in that. I can’t afford to get suspended.”

“Is there something wrong with what I’m wearing?” I looked down at myself.

Deacon growled, “No, there is absolutely nothing wrong with what you are wearing. I can’t shove someone’s head through a locker just to look at you.” He pulled me to him and whispered in my ear, “You look abso-f*****g-lutely delicious.”

I blushed and walked out the door, wondering if we were going to make it through today.