everything he did. When his mother asked me to begin training him early, I caved pretty quickly. Colten has spiky jet-black hair and grey eyes, definitely a little charmer. He tended to be the exact opposite of Kiara in almost every way. While she’s loud and talkative, he’s quiet and reserved. When he speaks, people listen.
Hours and hours ticked by and I noticed the kids looked really exhausted.
“Let’s bring it in, Kiddos. You’ve worked so hard and I’m so very proud of you both. I think it’s time to call it a night, though. We can pick up where we left off tomorrow.” I bent down to get eye level with them. “Tell your parents that I said you deserve big treats!” The two children got all their energy back, bouncing up and down with the biggest little grins on their faces.
“Okay! Thanks, Alpha! See you tomorrow.” They responded in unison and, like firecrackers, they were off to find their parents.
As I stood up and watched the pups scurry off to their houses, I began to realize just how lonely my life is. While I love being Alpha and I’m always surrounded by pack, deep down I long for a mate and kids of my own.
It’s rare to be an Alpha at twenty-three and even more unheard of to be an Alpha of such a large pack, unmated. When I thought about a mate, I could feel my wolf rumbling at just the mere thought of her.
Most male werewolves at my age randomly choose a female wolf and complete the mate bond, whether there is an emotional or physical attraction or not. Most couples will fall in love over time, if at the time of their mating they are lacking in that department. Some never gain that kind of connection and live out their lives in a friendship-type way, never fully being able to take the extra step.
That’s not a path I will ever go. My mom always told me, when I met the right woman I would know. I thought I had met ‘the one’ a couple times but the girls turned out to not be it, so I stopped looking. Being raised by a romantic, she had brushed off on me. I don’t care if it’s old fashioned; it’s who I am.
I want to love my mate; I don’t want to spend every waking minute for the rest of my life with someone with whom there’s no romantic connection. Someone who doesn’t love me in return.
Every so often, I hear of wolves from different packs finding their Soul Mates. There’s very little known about the whole soul mate concept except for the fact that it’s few and far between. Not every wolf has a soul mate and there’s no way to differentiate between those who have one and those who don’t.
Legend foretells that within those wolves lies only half of their souls, their soul mate carrying the other half. Every lifetime that they live, their soul reaches out, searching for their missing piece. When they meet in person, there’s this magnetic bond that draws them together, and with the completion of the mating ritual, their two souls are knitted back together, making them whole and complete for the first time.
The whole thing seems really beautiful and romantic, but strange nonetheless. I’ve never known anyone with a soul mate bond and I’ve never witnessed it firsthand. I don’t even know if it’s true.
The growling of my stomach brought clarity, clearing the thoughts and emotions running through me. I took a quick shower and threw on my usual garb of a t-shirt and jeans.
Beau: On my way. Need food.
Jack: You got it bud.
With a short text to my old high school buddy, I climbed onto my black and white Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle and headed out. My mother hated the thing and had protested, but with me being an adult and Alpha of one of the largest United States packs, she didn’t overall have much say.
I respected her opinion, but I needed to be able to make and live with each decision, taking full responsibility for all of my actions.
Being on a motorcycle was the closest feeling I could get to being in my wolf form. With the wind ruffling through my
Hours and hours ticked by and I noticed the kids looked really exhausted.
“Let’s bring it in, Kiddos. You’ve worked so hard and I’m so very proud of you both. I think it’s time to call it a night, though. We can pick up where we left off tomorrow.” I bent down to get eye level with them. “Tell your parents that I said you deserve big treats!” The two children got all their energy back, bouncing up and down with the biggest little grins on their faces.
“Okay! Thanks, Alpha! See you tomorrow.” They responded in unison and, like firecrackers, they were off to find their parents.
As I stood up and watched the pups scurry off to their houses, I began to realize just how lonely my life is. While I love being Alpha and I’m always surrounded by pack, deep down I long for a mate and kids of my own.
It’s rare to be an Alpha at twenty-three and even more unheard of to be an Alpha of such a large pack, unmated. When I thought about a mate, I could feel my wolf rumbling at just the mere thought of her.
Most male werewolves at my age randomly choose a female wolf and complete the mate bond, whether there is an emotional or physical attraction or not. Most couples will fall in love over time, if at the time of their mating they are lacking in that department. Some never gain that kind of connection and live out their lives in a friendship-type way, never fully being able to take the extra step.
That’s not a path I will ever go. My mom always told me, when I met the right woman I would know. I thought I had met ‘the one’ a couple times but the girls turned out to not be it, so I stopped looking. Being raised by a romantic, she had brushed off on me. I don’t care if it’s old fashioned; it’s who I am.
I want to love my mate; I don’t want to spend every waking minute for the rest of my life with someone with whom there’s no romantic connection. Someone who doesn’t love me in return.
Every so often, I hear of wolves from different packs finding their Soul Mates. There’s very little known about the whole soul mate concept except for the fact that it’s few and far between. Not every wolf has a soul mate and there’s no way to differentiate between those who have one and those who don’t.
Legend foretells that within those wolves lies only half of their souls, their soul mate carrying the other half. Every lifetime that they live, their soul reaches out, searching for their missing piece. When they meet in person, there’s this magnetic bond that draws them together, and with the completion of the mating ritual, their two souls are knitted back together, making them whole and complete for the first time.
The whole thing seems really beautiful and romantic, but strange nonetheless. I’ve never known anyone with a soul mate bond and I’ve never witnessed it firsthand. I don’t even know if it’s true.
The growling of my stomach brought clarity, clearing the thoughts and emotions running through me. I took a quick shower and threw on my usual garb of a t-shirt and jeans.
Beau: On my way. Need food.
Jack: You got it bud.
With a short text to my old high school buddy, I climbed onto my black and white Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle and headed out. My mother hated the thing and had protested, but with me being an adult and Alpha of one of the largest United States packs, she didn’t overall have much say.
I respected her opinion, but I needed to be able to make and live with each decision, taking full responsibility for all of my actions.
Being on a motorcycle was the closest feeling I could get to being in my wolf form. With the wind ruffling through my
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