Chapter 2 - The First Alpha

Kurt laughed cruelly, “Oh fuck!” he shouted. “Don’t tell me you fancy the fat girl!” His taunt echoed around the trees, “You’re welcome to her.”

All of a sudden, Jack had Kurt by the throat, slamming him into a scorched tree trunk. Kurt let out a yelp of pain, unexpected by the attack, and his legs writhed as they left the ground.

“Say that again,” Jack growled, simmering inside his throat, “I dare you to say that again,” he repeated.

Kurt choked from Jack’s grip. He tried to pull his strengthened grip free from his throat, but Jack was too strong. “She’s not even part of our pack anymore,” he struggled.

“No,” Jack shook his head, “Of course she isn’t, because Jessica Granger is mine.”

Speaking these words, Jessica couldn’t believe what she was hearing Jack say. She wasn’t his; Jessica’s was no one’s possession, not anymore. The words hit raw and cold, she had to speak up.

Jessica felt her heart quicken, pounding in her chest. “What? Who are you to claim me as your own?”

Jack released Kurt and turned to the redhead. His eyes softened, and he became so gentle that his voice calmed down. “I didn’t choose this. Your wolf just called me, Jessica.”

“What?” Jessica asked, finding it hard to believe what Jack was claiming.

“Like you think I want this too?” Jack growled, taking a step back as his eyes lingered on Jessica’s body. “But the Moon Goddess has chosen our fate, the fated bond is beginning. You feel it too, I know you do.”

The alpha wasn’t wrong; Jessica did feel it. She felt it as soon as her eyes fell on Jack mere moments ago. That’s why she felt that way, Jessica’s body reacting to him like some crazy chemical explosion. Heat pooled between Jessica’s thighs, and her wolf purred like a satisfied kitten. The sensation of the tingling electricity swarmed around her entire body, and she couldn’t believe it. Jessica’s body was betraying her, and she hated Jack. He was once her enemy.

“No. I didn’t come back for that,” Jessica snapped at Jack, spinning around. “I came for the funeral. And to see what, or who the hell burned down my grandmother’s house.”

Jessica watched as Jack’s jaw clenched. “The land is being fought over, and the packs aren’t stable. We are all shattering into pieces.” He paused and released a slow exhalation as his voice softened once more. “Jessica, you know very well your grandmother’s death wasn’t natural.”

Jessica felt her entire body freeze as Jack’s words hit true. He was right, and she was thinking the same thing all along. Jessica knew her grandmother’s death wasn’t natural; it stunk of betrayal and murder.

“What are you saying?” the she-wolf asked Jack meekly, tilting her head as she searched for the answer he was keeping to himself. Jessica needed to know, to give herself some peace and to bring the killers to justice.

Jack took steps closer to Jessica once more, and she actually didn’t want to move away now. Feeling the comforting warmth emanating from his body, and all of a sudden, at that moment, she felt safe.

“Your grandmother was keeping something from you,” Jack revealed gently, “Something so important she never wanted you to find out.” He stepped closer. “You’re not just any wolf, Jessica. You’re the chosen one, the prophecy has spoken of you. There’s something about you that isn’t normal, as normal as she-wolves get anyway. You’re strong, fierce, and you have yet to unlock your potential. I can sense it.”

Kurt laughed coldly out loud, rubbing his neck where Jack had gripped him so tightly during his attack. “Oh, please!” He mocked, standing to his feet, “You’re saying the fat pig has a use? Don’t make me laugh! She isn’t a chosen one. Don’t treat her like a Queen.”

Jessica turned slowly toward Kurt, allowing her eyes to glow gold as the fury began to simmer deep inside. She could feel her wolf becoming prepared for a fight. “Keep talking, Kurt. I haven’t allowed my wolf to break free in years. She’s hungry. Once I shift, she’ll be drinking your blood from your mauled corpse.”

And for once, Kurt looked nervous. Jessica had never seen Kurt Ashfield’s eyes filled with dread before, and she was enjoying every second of this moment. Jessica faced Jack once more, ignoring the pathetic man at their side. “Are you serious? Or is this all just a crazy setup joke for the Moonfuries’ amusement? Because, har-dee -har!”

Jack nodded, “I have never been more serious about anything in my life, Jessica. “ He paused. “There are three more alphas, all drawn to you the same way I am. We are all tied to the prophecy, and it’s now time for that to begin.”

Jessica swallowed thickly, trying to think of something amusing to say, “So you’re saying there are three people who will visit me? Or have you been reading too many stories about Christmas Carols?”

“No,” Jack said, shaking his head, “Jessica, you need to take this more seriously. Three more alphas will come to you.”

“A reverse harem?” Jessica muttered under her breath. This was becoming more unbelievable by the second. The only guy she has known romantically, who has mocked her for her appearance and made Jessica feel ugly and worthless. And now four guys want her? This had to be a joke.

Jack raised an eyebrow as he listened to my statement, “What now?”

“Nothing,” Jessica said quickly with a sigh. This guy had zero sense of humour. “Just tell me, how do I find the ghosts of Christmas past?”

“You don’t,” Jack said, shaking his head, his voice dropping to a whisper, “They will find you, starting from tonight.”

Jack then reached out and ran a calloused thumb over Jessica’s bottom lip, sending another pleasured shiver around her body. If this was their wolves connecting, then Jessica wanted more. The she-wolf had never felt such a sensation before, and she could feel it would become addictive, like a drug.

“Your scent to me is alluring and sexy”, Jack said as he brought himself closer to Jessica. “You tease us with your heat, and we will do everything we can to have you.” His voice purred as he spoke, nestling his lips into Jessica’s neck, she felt Jack’s hot breath on her flesh. “All four of us want you; it’s fated. It’s just knowing if you can handle us.”

Jessica found herself unable to respond to Jack’s words. The centre between her legs began to pool further, tingling as she felt her panties become wet with excitement.

“They’ll want to taste you too,” Jack said finally, but I can guarantee I will be the first to devour you. After all, I saw you first.”