Chapter 12: POV Alpha Justin
“Alpha Justin! Alpha Justin! Alpha Justin!” The pack chants my name in unison. A smile spread across my face. The glory and power of being Alpha is pure bliss.
A loud banging on the bathroom door distracts me from my daydream. “Justin, we have lots of office duties to attend to, are you coming?” Marc my Beta yells through the closed door.
“Yeah, I’ll be down in 15 minutes.”
I finish my shower, not rushing. That’s why I have a Beta anyway. They are supposed to help with most of the paperwork. I roll my eyes at the thought of needing to complete any paperwork. I don’t ever recall dad being in the office this much. At least I have Marc Rhodes, who has been my best friend since birth. He is the Beta's son, so it was just natural for him to take over for his father when I became Alpha.
My Alpha ceremony took place two weeks ago. The whole pack attended to watch their new Alpha ascend. There was cheering and applause but not any chanting of my name. My dad was a good Alpha, fair and kind, but he was weak. He let Delta Marcus have complete oversight of warrior training. I plan to be involved and have full authority over everything. All pack decisions must be run through me, even my Beta won’t be able to make many decisions without my approval.
There are many changes I want to make to the pack. My first action is to reclassify the ranks. Right now, Omegas are allowed to become warriors, which has shorted the staff packhouse for cooks and cleaners. Starting today, I’ll inform everyone that if there are any Omegas in warrior training who haven’t graduated yet, then they must apply for other omega positions. This still includes jobs at the hospital and schools, but the first priority is to fill the packhouse job vacancies.
My parents left for their first vacation in many years, so I am going to take advantage of their absence to enact all my changes. I know they will give me grief, but it has to be done. Luckily, they are far away in Maui, Hawaii, so it's not like they can fly back quickly if someone informs them. I walked down to the first floor from the Alpha suite on the third story of the packhouse. My parents' belongings are still in the suite but I offered to move them to one of the guest cottages on the pack property. They were going to do this when they returned but I offered to help them as a gift. Really, I just wanted their s**t out of the suite as soon as possible, but if they think I am doing it as a kind gesture, then that just benefits me.
Not many people know the real me, only Marc, my Beta does. He is similar to me. We were raised both to be kind, act like gentlemen, and be a good leader that is fair to all. However, everything changed when I visited my uncle's pack when I was 13 years old. He lives in Phoenix, Arizona and he runs a ruthless pack. He is the most feared on the west coast. He has about 400 pack members and 120 of them are fierce warriors. He is also very strict on rankings and they just know their place. It was an eye opener for me and Marc, who came with me for the summer. We learned so much about proper warrior training and he even showed us torture techniques. I loved every minute of it.
The packhouse was properly attended to and had maids, cooks, servers, and escort services. My eyes bugged out when my uncle told me that and he even told me to use the service if I wanted too. Which, of course, I did. That’s kind of how I lost my virginity, to this beautiful fiery redhead, who had the best ass. I think I lost count of how many times we f****d. I missed it and that's what we should have here. People live carefree around here, many packs have been growing in numbers in our area and we have just stayed the same. We might have a decent warrior training program, but many warriors are omegas and are weak. If we get attacked, we most likely will get annihilated. I will not let my father's bad decisions be the death of our pack.
As I enter my office, Marc is behind my desk shuffling through paperwork. He looks up from the desk when I enter.
“Took your sweet ass time getting down here,” he scoffed. I smirked at him.
“I was hoping you would finish it all before I got down here,” I retorted with a chuckle.
He gave me an evil glare, “There are several new inquiries from around the state that have reached out since you became Alpha, they want to have a meeting to make sure that their terms are still honored that your father set in place.”
I heaved a deep sigh. “Well, I think we need to review each one carefully, who knows what my father agreed to. I don’t want to be taken advantage of or seem weak. Marc, we have a lot of changes to enact around here. You know my vision, it will take time and I know there will be challenges, but I have you.”
“That you do. Now, let's review Mount Pike Pack and Evergreen Pack’s agreements first. They seemed the most insistent on meeting. I am curious what potential hidden agenda they might have,” Marc stated in a serious tone now.
We spent the next four hours reading all the legal jargon of the two agreements. Looks like dad had service clauses in here to utilize our pack hospital at substantial discounts for receiving food deliveries and pack protection when called upon. Looks like Mount Pike Pack delivers essentially all our meats and dairy products, while Evergreen Pack supplies most of all our shops in town. We will need to look at this further. Their warriors are no better than ours and we could be making bank from the hospital's profits if we weren't just giving it away hand over fist.
“Marc, let’s rework these contracts these next few days and then arrange to meet them in two weeks. I still want to get all this settled before my parents return. I don’t want them to get in the way. Keep it on the down low too. I don’t want Delta Marcus hearing anything about it. He is close with my dad.”
“Sure thing, Alpha, let me get some lunch sent up here since it is now 2:30 pm….annnnd I’ll get one of the cleaners to come in and do some cleaning while I’m gone.” He says with this stupid grin on his face. I looked around the office and scrunched my eyebrows together. It doesn’t look that dirty. Marc must have noticed my confused expression.
“I’ll send the hottest maid up for cleaning,” as he puts the word cleaning in air quotes. My mouth forms a big “O”. I cleared my throat, “Yes, please. I need lots of cleaning…in my office.”
Marc throws his head back and laughs. “Has it been that long since you got laid?” I grab the first thing I find on my desk and wail it at the door as Marc ducks to avoid a paperweight. “Asshole,” I curse under my breath. It has been a while. I have been busy with my graduation from school and working on the transition into Alpha, but now I get to enjoy the perks of being the Alpha. I throw my legs up on the desk and rub my chin thoughtfully with my hand. This is going to be great.