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CHAPTER THREE
The party was a veritable crush, so no one really caught a clear picture of the
Alpha Regina
when the
Alpha Rex
started stalking his mate. No one had actually seen what she looked like. Everyone was so busy socializing and politicking that they were oblivious to the momentous event. The party thrown for the specific purpose of finding a mate for their alpha actually served its purpose. It was only later on, when the guards upstairs were ordered to vacate the area posthaste, that the
Weres
had inkling that something unusual was happening. The Council members were joyous when they heard of the mating and could not help but take credit for accomplishing the feat of getting their reluctant alpha mated at last. To prevent the different alphas in attendance from taking offense at their host's absence, the betas discreetly informed them of Rance's mating. The humans, while invited, were left ignorant of the occurrence, but they soon noticed a spattering of spontaneous applauses and unusual jubilation in the crowd.
Most of the lupine
Weres
saw their alpha aggressively cut through the crowd, ignoring everyone on either side, or the basic courtesies of a host. Now, they were aware that it was because he was overcome by the
mate rut
. Every
Were
fears and longs for the time they will experience it themselves. The initial mating between couples entails the male wolf locked for hours inside his mate. Their cocks expand from the middle of the shaft to the crown, sealing the female's channel and ensuring their semen mix with their mate's essence. The male
Were's
cock will not soften even after numerous ejaculations, guaranteeing the blending of their DNA. The male can continue to thrust and make love to his mate, but he cannot pull out completely without causing undue damage to her and agonizing pain to both. The
mate rut
would whip both into such a sexual frenzy of need that locking together for hours counts as a blessing. Only after the mated couple's DNA strands mixed would the male's hardness diminish enough for him to pull out.
The wolf shifters had felt the moment their Alpha had locked together with his destined mate. They rejoiced that their alpha had finally found his mate, and each thought, "The goddess Luna be praised!" There would be no more questions as to their alpha's right to reign. The
Alpha Regina
was chosen and mated this night, a night to celebrate and look toward the future, shortly thereafter, they hoped, there would be pups gamboling around.
The hour was creeping toward four in the morning, and although the mansion was still ablaze with lights, the party had finally ended. The stragglers were slowly escorted out of the estate, while the council members and the visiting alphas were shown into their suites and private guesthouses. The caterers hired for the occasion were efficiently cleaning up, while the band tiredly put away their instruments. The staff quietly worked in the background putting everything to right in the mansion. Everything was being done in quiet efficiency adding to the air of excited expectancy in the air.
Pamela, Alex friend, departed earlier after determining that Alex was no longer in the party. She had discreetly searched the mansion earlier of her friend's whereabouts. As she was standing at the grand entrance, debating what to do, a good-looking man approached her and introduced himself as Troy. He noticed her surreptitiously peering at each room and looking at guests earlier, so offered her his assistance. After informing him of her concern, and giving him a description of Alex; he told her that her friend was spending the night with his friend, Rance, the mansion's owner, as he pointed at the portrait on the wall.
He, together with his twin Luc, and Damian, saw earlier the video footage of the security camera of the
Alpha Regina's
flight to Rance's rooms. So he was confident that Pam's friend and the Alpha's mate are one and the same.
Pam was flabbergasted that her virginal friend was finally hooking-up ... and amazingly enough, to none other than the gorgeous man in the portrait! Troy gave her the mansion's number, for her to call and check up on Alex later. He assured her further that her friend was fine. Pam told Troy in no uncertain terms that if she didn't hear from her friend soon, she would come back and raise-up a racket and might even call the police on their ass. To which threat, Troy merely grinned in amusement and nodded his head in assent.
Upstairs, Damian continued to stand guard at the corridor leading to his Alpha's suite. He was happy for his friend. Rance deserved to be happy. Damian knew that a mate would only strengthen his friend's reign as
Alpha Rex
of the North American pack. Rance had ruled for a little over thirty years after his father and mother's death. Theon, the former Alpha had trained his son Rance from birth, pushing his only son hard to become a worthy successor. He was a tough taskmaster: constantly drilling, teaching, and training Rance to become a hard, exacting, decisive and judicious leader of the pack. He also impressed upon his son the magnitude of importance in achieving peace between
Were
species.
