Alpha Alexander

Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you were someone else? Or if you could see yourself through someone else's eyes? My name is Alexander, and I’m an alpha. Everything isn’t as crack up to be as I thought it would. My days consist of doing paperwork and making sure people are following orders so things move smoothly. When my father told me about how much work owning your own pack is and how much time you spend running it versus living life like you did when you were a teenager. I didn't believe him, not for a second. Only because the way he taught me seemed way too easy. Sign this? Done. attend this meeting? No problem. He never warned me how lonely things would get. My sister left to be with her mate and my parents passed away from a car accident a year ago. So it's just me , and thousands of people who expect me to be just like my father. Except I’m not, I don’t know how he ran this place so smoothly, he had the help of my mother

Grandma insisted we stayed the rest of the week and through the weekend because she wasn't sure when we would return. She gave each of us one of the spear bedrooms, letting me have the biggest one. Haha suckers. Opening the curtains to see the frozen lake that sits on the side of the house. Why does it have to be so fucking cold outside? I didn’t pack for hell frozen over. Taking a quick shower I threw on some sweats and a long sleeve shirt my grandpa let me borrow. Heading down stairs my grandma is already in the kitchen with Charlotte cooking breakfast. I'll admit it was nice seeing her face first thing this morning. She wearing a pair of grey sweatpants with a black sweatshirt. She has her hair pulled back into a pony tail with a few hairs pulled out framing her face.  “ What smells so good?” Creed yawns walking down the stairs behind me “ we made bre

Sleeping on the couch did a real number on my back, walking up to the guest room I grab some of my new clothes and hop in the shower. She’s still sleeping so hopefully, I can get in and out before she wakes up. Scrubbing shampoo in my hair I can’t help but think about how adorable she looks when she’s sleeping. She is going to wake up covered in my scent and that somehow makes me happy. Letting the water wash over my head rising out the shampoo I close my eyes picturing her body and face. Max isn’t helping when he shows me pictures of what he thinks she looks like naked. He is such a perv. Taking a loofah I squirt some of the body wash on it, scrubbing it in till it gets bubbly then washing my body with it, at that moment I heard footsteps heading towards the door. Knowing the steam from the shower has clouded the door if it’s her she won’t be able to see anything. The door opens and I can’t quite tell if it’s her. The person lifts the toilet lid up,

“ Boss, I finished fixing those cameras. Would you like me to hook them up?” Creed asked holding them in his hands  “Yes.”  “ you okay sir?” Creed asks  “ Yes, I'm fine.”  “ Are you sure? You look heartbroken” he mocked drawing tears with his finger down his cheek “ how can I be heartbroken when me and her aren’t even together?” I hissed  “ say that to your face” he chuckled walking away  “ fucking prick” I mumble to myself  " I heared that" he yelled  Okay I’ll admit I'm a little sad that I will

Charlotte POV  He left, just walking out as if these feelings meant nothing.  I mean I can’t say I helped when I said I wouldn’t mind if he left me behind. But I wasn’t expecting him to actually listen. I’ve gone my whole life angry about what happened to my family. The rogue that killed them seeked power, to be worshipped. No one should be forced to rule under some jackass. I learned this world is cold and heartless before I even hit puberty. I traveled a lot moving from state to state, town to town. I’d hide in trees and live in abandoned buildings people left to build up dust. Doesn’t sound like the best way to live but it was better than what he wanted me for. I’m a half breed, my dad was a human and my mother was a wolf. She didn’t care that my father was human; he tried really hard to fit in with everyone in the pack! They met when she was at a cafe in Italy, he explained it as a disaster because he forgot how to talk an