Soulmate Alpha

ethereal glow. These woods were normally dark but the silvery light brought defini

ot through the forest. To a human observer I would just be an large silver blur shooting by, but there were no humans in these parts. Their natural instincts and fear of predators kept them away. Not that I had a particular inclination to feed on human flesh. It

thick bed of leaves below me. Although we looked like wolves, my kind was much larger and moved with an abnormal grace that natural wolves

el it. Everyone in my pack could. The full moon did something to us; it made us stronger, faster, wilder as the blood burned through our ve

had been needling my father and the Beta for weeks, begging them to let me accompany them. I was pretty sure they were about to cave in at las

aver than I and far more stubborn, and she'd been wanting to go for years. I mentall

tone. He wasn't the Alpha of the pack, but he was well respected, being the Pack

snout, knowing he wouldn't like that. My father just sent an irritated noise through our mental link befor

lly whenever we wanted to, even in human form. Came in quite handy when one of my parents needed to shout at me. Of course, our communication abilities took more ef

in my more "human" state. She grumbled a bit but subsided as we exited the thickest part of the woods and made our way to the set of houses sprawled across the large valley. At this di

pressing a damp cloth against the small girl's forehead as she tossed and turned in her bed. Meanwhile, I stood in the corner, watching. I loved to watch my father work and I

to the life force of the world all around us. In times of need, they could utilize the earth's energy to help with the healing process. It was a spec

ceived it. I was completely and utterly ordinary. It had been a source of great embarrassment for me for a long time and I was sure my dad had been disappointed but he never s

run," I muttered. Even to me, my apology wasn't very convincing. My father turned to me and sighed, r

d out over almost anything; she had always been the high-strung type. Which likely

alk about what we were discussing earlier," I finally said, eyes on the ground. I sounded nerv

pulled out a few instruments to examine her further. "You've been bugging m

was our Beta, one of my father's best friends, and

," he finally mumbled, a bit begrudgingly. I could tell Jack had helped convince him. I took a deep breath, resisti

, his countenance hardening as his jaw cle

estimating this. Dangerous is an understatement. The Black Mountains Pack is..." he trailed off, an expression of pure

hreats (and not idle threats, either), bullying, and fear-instilling tactics, they had already taken over a large amount of our land. We called these twice-a-year reunions with the Black Mountains P

tory used to stretch all along the Rockies in Colorado, but now a huge chunk of that had been forcefully taken. Werewolf packs were scarce,

o feed, I begrudgingly admitted to mysel

hem. They were relentless and cruel. They didn't restrict their hunting grounds to the forest, either. There were many rumors that some of them wandered into nearby

ghts and turned back to him, lowering my head. "Sorry. I just got distracted. You're right, I need to take this more ser

his eyes. "I know. But..." He

r taking half of our land and killing those who opposed

all do. But we're no matc