Rise of the Moon

3. Cedric

3

Cedric

"Another round, guys?" Bethany asks as she comes over to take our empty glasses. You can see her hardened n*****s through her skintight white top, and her a*s cheeks hang out of the bottom of her denim shorts. Her smile turns to me, and I wink at her, remembering how much I've enjoyed her luscious lips on my c**k. She slides her dark hair over her shoulders, exposing her blushing cheeks.

Tate sucks back the rest of his beer and sets his glass on her tray. "f**k yeah. Bring 'em on, sweetheart."

The others give her their glasses, and she nods. "Coming right up."

She slowly circles the table until she gets to me. Her t**s press against my back as she grabs my glass, her lips by my ear. "We still on for tonight?"

"You know it," I reply.

"Good. I'll see you later."

As soon as she walks off, the others watch her, and I know they want her too. We're all unmated, and with that, our wolves grow restless. The only way to appease them is to let out our frustrations the best way we know how. I f*****g love it, so I don't complain.

Tate shakes his head and laughs. With all the pack wars recently, we've grown to be close friends. He's the alpha of the Great Plains pack, which is made up of gray wolves. He and the other wolves at our table came to meet all the new females of our pack. Most of them are royals, so they're biting at the chance to be their mates. Unfortunately, I've met them and nothing. Go f*****g figure.

"Damn, Convel. You really are a dirtbag," Tate teases. "Every time we get together, you're screwing around with someone new."

I shrug. "What can I say? I'm a ladies’ man."

Colin snorts. "You wish."

Colin is one of the alphas in our pack and also a royal arctic wolf, along with Micah, who sits beside him with an amused expression on his face. Colin's an arrogant douche, but the females in our pack love him. That's how it is with all the royal arctic wolves. Everyone wants them. I'm just a gray, nothing royal about me, and I'm reminded of the fact every goddamned day.

Just because Colin's a royal and Bailey's brother, I don't give a s**t. I let my anger loose, and I know he feels it by the glare he gives me. Micah places a hand on his shoulder. "All right, boys, enough with the pissing contest. We're all on the same team here."

Faith takes that moment to walk by us. She ruffles my hair in passing, and I smile. It pisses Colin off every time she gives me attention. Faith is his sister, and he hopes that she'll find a royal mate. Again, I'm just a gray. When she joined the Teton pack, I wondered if she could be a potential mate, but the feelings never came. Still, I love messing with him.

Tate clears his throat and focuses on Micah. "How's it been fight training the females? I know you're still Faith's protector, but I hear you've also been working with Laila and Amelie?"

Micah nods. "That's correct. They've come a long way."

Tate leans in closer, lowering his voice. "What about Laila's fae magic? How is she different from us?" We all look in her direction as she stands with all the females. She's one of the most beautiful wolves I've ever seen. Usually, arctic wolves have light-colored hair, but hers is red. I haven't officially met her yet.

Micah chuckles. "Honestly, she's not that different in the grand scheme of things. Even though I can sense her wolf, she can't shift. Her fae side is the most dominant part of her. Teaching her to fight has been interesting nevertheless."

"How is that?" I ask.

Micah glances over at her. "Just yesterday, I got the upper hand on her, so she made a hole in the ground. I fell right in the damn thing."

"Sounds like my kind of woman," I say, joking more than anything.

Colin growls. "Doubtful."

Slamming my hands against the table, I stand, but Tate steps in my way. I'd give anything to punch that cocksucker. Tate grabs my arm and pushes me toward the bar. "Come on, let's go."

We get to the bar, and he huffs. "I know the guy can be a douche, but you gotta keep your s**t in check."

We sit down, and Bethany sets our beers in front of us before quickly walking away. Humans don't know what we are, but when we're pissed, they always tend to stay away. It's like their intuition warns them to keep their distance. I gulp my beer down and slam the mug on the bar. "It's not that easy," I snap. "He just got here, and he's already laying claim to everything. Like he's somebody because he's a royal arctic."

Tate puts a hand on my shoulder. "But you are Ryker's second-in-command. It doesn't matter if you're a gray, an arctic, or a red. You've earned your spot. You deserve just as much as he does. The Teton pack wouldn't be what it is today without you. It was you who reached out to my pack to be allies. Now look at us," he says, flourishing a hand about the room, "nothing can beat us."

He's right. However, there are still packs out there who want all the power for themselves. We've already decimated the Sierra pack and the Northern pack, but there will always be others to take their place. Ryker and I were both raised by Seraphina. She found me first after rogues killed my parents, and then a few months later, we found Ryker. We are the ones who started the Teton pack. Even though I'm an alpha, I stepped aside so Ryker could lead us. We're not blood, but I love him like a brother.

Blowing out a sigh, I push my empty glass away. "Thanks, Tate. You're a good friend."

"So are you." He pats me on the back. "Looks like Ryker is introducing Laila to the guys. Want to go with me to meet her?"

I glance over my shoulder and scoff. She's over there with Colin, who's putting the charm on her. "f**k that. I'll meet her some other time when she's not around that dickhead."

Tate chuckles. "Suit yourself. I'll see you later."

He walks off while I stay at the bar. Bethany comes over and leans in close. "I get off in thirty minutes. My place or yours tonight?"

Before I can answer, a wave of power crashes into me. I move out of my seat, away from Bethany. A second ago, I was all for spreading her wide and f*****g her until the sun comes up, but now, there's only one thing that comes to mind. My mate. I feel her. She's here. All I want is her.

I jerk around and scan the room. Nobody new walked through the door. Who the hell could it be?