Alpha and his two luna's

The moment a rogue killed my father the responsibility of becoming alpha fell onto me, I was eighteen then and was more than ready for the challenges of becoming the alpha of the Grayriver pack.

Our kind is meant to find their fated mates at the age of eighteen, but honestly, the hype didn’t really live up to the expectation. I always thought that meeting my luna would mean that I would find my other half, the one I couldn’t live without. But honestly midway through my year of being eighteen, I kind of gave up on the whole idea of it all and just decided that fucking my way through the she-wolves of other tribes was way more fun than being settled with just one luna.

We were strong enough to not require such a thing as a luna, but still, I was being hassled left-right and center by my mother. She wanted me to have someone by my side, little did she know that I had many a she-wolf by my side each and every night. They just didn’t ever stick around because I didn’t want them to, it was fun and fun was way more enjoyable than friction.

I made it my mission never to touch anyone in my pack, why? Because it complicated things, I had to be their leader, strong and able to keep them safe. That was highly impossible to do if I had she-wolves wanting to fight for my affection.

I stood before my bathroom basin staring at my reflection in the mirror, Casey had been in my room last night and left in the early hours of this morning. I can’t remember how many times I had fucked her but even with the impartible hunger I had as an alpha I always ended up feeling empty once they left, I didn’t see myself settling down any time soon and choosing a luna just for the sake of having one was a fucked up notion in my books.

I brushed my teeth before getting into the shower, it was only 5:15 am but I needed to go for a run. My wolf Nixon was on edge over something and I couldn’t quite place my finger on it, tonight was the full moon run and I knew I had a lot of things to plan and organize before then, it was my fifth run as alpha since taking over. It wasn’t difficult and my pack was amazing, but still, there was something about today that was making me feel irritability which I couldn’t explain, I felt on edge and agitated and the reason for it was beyond me.

There was a sudden knock at my door and I knew it was my beta Davies, he swung open the door and I was still standing there in only a towel after exiting the bathroom,

“What’s up, man?” I asked but didn’t stop to look at him as I made my way over to my closet,

“Um, it’s Iris and Addison’s birthday today. And they’ve asked to skip the full moon run tonight,” a low growl escaped me which even caught me off guard,

“Why?” Iris and Addison were twins and Davies’s sisters, they were turning eighteen today and it was important for them to attend the full moon run in hopes of finding their mates within our pack. But they were two rebels who seldom did as they were told, let’s just say that the three of us didn’t really see eye to eye on anything.

And after I caught them sneaking past our pack borders in an attempt to go partying at one of our neighboring packs, it was all too clear that they both wanted out, they didn’t want to be part of my pack. They wanted to find their mates outside my pack, something to do with the fact that they didn’t want to spend their whole lives under their father and brother’s thumb.

To say that I had my hands full with them was an understatement, they were both incredibly beautiful, with tanned skin, bodies to die for and long straight chocolate brown hair that reached just above their backsides. They were super smart and when they looked at you with those hazelnut eyes it was seriously difficult to tell them, no, and as much as I didn’t want our pack to lose them due to them both being incredibly talented at fighting, sometimes it just made more sense to have them leave as they were both a force to be reckoned with and at the best of times total pains in my ass.

"Look man, at this point I feel like just telling them to go. They've been making my whole week miserable with wanting to join the Purple hill pack's run tonight," Davies said as he rolled his eyes. 

The purple hill pack is one of our neighbors, but Paul and I don't see eye to eye. He's an arrogant eighteen-year-old and to make matters worse both Iris and Addison swoon over him all the time, which drives me insane. 

"I know their pains in you're ass as well Davies, but they are your baby sisters man, you're mom would freak the shit out if she was still alive," I said as I tossed a shirt on over my head.

"I don't want them to go either Orson, but-" I didn't give him the chance to say anything more, 

"Then it's settled, Iris and Addison are staying. And tell them if they try their normal moves of wanting to sneak out, I'll just drag their asses back home again," to which Davies cringed, 

"Dude, please don't talk about my sisters' asses, I've got enough on my plate trying to keep them respectable for their mates. May I remind you what a difficult task that has been," Davies immediately looked stressed as he ran his hands through his hair, 

"Sometimes not having to worry about them would just kind of be nice I guess," He shrugged, to which I smirked. 

"Man as soon as they both find their mates they will become two other dude's problems," I grinned playfully. But my own words seemed to aggravate my wolf which completely threw me off as to why that could be. 

Both Davies and I made our way down toward the packhouse, I still wanted to go for a run but I guess it would have to wait because nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to walk in on.