What's An Alpha To Do?
A/N: No spice until both main characters are 18.
Chapter 1
I am so excited. Tomorrow is my 16
th
birthday, the day I can finally start looking for my mate. I have not been this excited since I shifted for the first time and met my wolf Vardor. Vardor was a bit rough around the edges if you asked me, but as the future Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack I hoped those edges would help be become a great Alpha.
I sent a mind-link to my best friend and future Beta, Lochlan.
Hey Loc, you still up man?
Dom, dude, do you have any idea what time it is?
Came the sleepy reply.
I was having the best dream about a hot red head on the beach.
Sorry man! I'm just too pumped to sleep.
Do it anyway dude! Let me get back to my red head.
Lochlan ended the mind-link.
I decided to do what I could to help myself calm down. I walked into my bathroom and took a nice long hot shower. Afterwards I laid down on my bed and tried to relax enough to at least take a nap.
I managed to get 2 hours of sleep that night.
The next day the pack house was well... packed. All sorts of people were running all over the place trying to set up for the party tonight. There were people prepping and cooking food all over the kitchen, other pack members had volunteered to help set up the decorations, even my dad, the current Alpha, Santiago Silverlock, was manning the grill. The party tonight was obviously for my birthday, but the whole pack was coming this year so that I could start looking for my mate.
Grabbing my best friends Lochlan, Braxton, and Killian we all went up to my room to play the new Batman: Arkham Asylum on my PS3 until the party started.
A few hours later mom mind-linked me to let him know that everyone had arrived and was waiting for us.
"Alright guys... that was mom. We have officially been summoned."
"Damn I was still huntin' Joker" complained Killian.
"Too bad... Lets go... Our fearless leader has to go find out if his mate is in our pack or if he will spend the summer traveling to other packs." Loc said with a smirk on his face.
As soon as we stepped outside I smelled it. Lavender and fresh rain... it was greatest thing I had ever smelled. Vardor became alert,
Mate. I smell mate. Find mate. Find them now.
Calm down Vardor, we have to go see dad first and then we can look for them. Okay?
You have five minutes before I hunt them down myself.
Okay five minutes. Just let me talk to dad
... I walked up to my father still manning the grill.
"Hey dad. I don't have long before Vardor takes control, but I wanted to tell you that I smell them and now I am headed out to look for them."
"You found your mate in our pack? That's wonderful news!" Mom squeals.
"I understand... go ahead and start the search we will hold off announcing anything until we know more."
"Thanks dad, I appreciate it." I walk away from my parents to follow my nose. The smell seemed to be everywhere, almost like the owner was running all over the place. I weaved in and out of groups standing around the yard talking. They would all try to drag me into whatever conversations they were having, but I was focused on tracking the scent. I lapped the yard twice and still could not find the owner of the scent when I felt something crash into the back of my legs as I was hit by the strongest whiff of lavender and rain. I looked down to see a small child looking up at me from where he fell down after his crash. He was the most beautiful child with the brightest sapphire blue eyes and the deepest raven hair Dom have ever seen. But as I stood there looking at this child his eyes started to tear up. I quickly got down on one knee to get closer to the child.
"Hello. Did you get hurt when you fell?"
"Yeah, I wanded on my butt."
Adorable,
I thought and Vardor agreed. "Would you like help up? Would you like me to pick you up?"
"Yes, pwease. Then I can be tall. Just don' dwop me otay?"
"Oh little one, you will never have to worry about that. I would never drop you." I scooped up the child as I made to stand up.
"Whoa! I super tall now!" he giggled.
"What is your name, Little one?"
"Cyrus. What 'bout you?"
"My name is Dominic."
"Domnic?"
"No, little one, Dominic, but you can call me anything you want."
"Nicky!"
"Nicky is fine. May I call you Cy?"
"Yeah!"
"Cy, would you like to be my friend?"
"You friend? Me? Yeah!"
" Thank you, Little one. Cy, may I have a hug and smell you?"
"You wanna smell me? But mommy made me take a bath."
"That's okay. I just want to check something with your scent."
"Well... Otay, cause I wanna hug too, 'cause hugs make ouchies better."
I chuckle at the child's innocence and give him a big hug. I buried my face in his neck to take in the boys scent.
MATE!
Vardor exclaims. I grinned, we had found him. Pulling back from the child to take a good look at him, and was floored by just how pretty a child he was. Not in a weird way, he was just pretty. "Is it all better little one?"
"Yeah, it better now. Did I smell otay?"
"I am glad it's better, and you smell great. Where are your parents? I would love to say hello."
"Umm..." he looks around the yard for a little bit. Finally pointing at my parents talking to a young couple that I did not recognize. "There!"
We started walking towards the group. My father noticed us first eyeing me carrying a child. My mother sees us next and greets us with a large smile.
"Mommy! Daddy! Look how tall I am" The couple turn to see their son in the arms of a very large teenager.
The woman looks up at the boy, "Oh my goodness baby you sure are tall."
" Ahh, James and Sarah, this is my son and heir Dominic. Dominic this is James and Sarah Auclair and it looks like you have already met their 5 year old son Cyrus. They are new pack members from the Night Frost Pack," my father says carefully introducing me to a man that seemed to be in his mid-20's and his very pregnant mate.
"Hello, nice to meet you both, I'm Dominic," I held out the hand that I had on Cyrus's back to shake theirs. After introductions are made Sarah reaches out to take Cyrus from my arms, but the boy holds tighter to my neck and I unintentionally let out a small growl. Sarah pulled back confused for a moment, her hands immediately going to her enlarged stomach in a protective gesture.
"Son," the Alpha warns.
"Dominic Hayden Silverlock! You know better than to growl at a mother when it comes to her pup," my mother chastises me.