Chapter 5.

Dahlia POV.

“You will have your own room and bathroom. You are the only female alpha we have that is entering our training program. We have omegas who will cook and clean. The men you will be training with are the next alpha’s inline to take over their packs, so be warned.” He says as we walk up the driveway to the massive packhouse in front of us.

“I thought this was a camp?” I ask, looking up at the imposing building.

“The packhouse is the training centre, the camp is behind. You, however, as well as the rest of the future alphas, will be staying here. They share barracks. You won’t be.” He says, and I stop walking.

“So I’m being treated differently because I’m a female?” this is stupid, just one more example of the difference between she-wolf and male.

“You are the first female alpha to come here since we started this ten years ago. Those men in there will see you as another hole to fuck and play with. The reason we started this was because of your mother.” 

I look at him, confused. My mom? Why?

“Before her, there was never a female alpha. She had proven to us and the rest of the wolfen world that a woman was more than a breeder. That being an alpha doesn’t always mean what you have between your legs. We have acknowledged that not all alpha born males are suited for the title. This is another reason why we started this. To make sure that the next generation of alphas are capable and not thinking with their ambition, or cocks, for that matter.” 

“But why wasn’t I brought here when I turned 18?” I ask when he smiles softly at me, when he stepped forward and I didn’t flinch as he watches me.

“Because unlike male alphas, your line doesn’t usually get their wolves until the age of 21. However, you got yours at 16. You shadowed your parents at 18 and were due to take over yesterday. But things played out differently. So it was decided that you Dahlia would be here at 21.” I blink out of my own confusion.

“You said Selene sent you to me? So why now?” I ask when he sighs, looking up at the sky. I know I’m irritating him, but I need to know.

“Because it is time for you to become what you were born to be. You need to become stronger, Dahlia, not finding solace or friendship at the bottom of a bottle. This life is hard enough as it is, even harder when you are doing it on your own.” He grasped my shoulder, and I felt the tears coming, but I looked away.

“The men in there will become your family, your friends, and future allies. If at any time you feel they are being degrading towards you or hurt you physically when not in training, you come to me because I will not have an alpha throwing their weight around, that is not what we do here. Come, I will show you around and to your room.” He says, but I don’t follow behind him. He stops and turns to look at me.

“With all due respect, alpha. I think it would be best if I stayed in the same barracks as them. I don’t want them to think I am being treated differently because I lack what is between my legs.” I say to him and he looks at his Beta before looking at me.

“Very well, you will sleep in the barracks, but you will shower in privacy. Oh, one more thing. Have you found your mate? Because the last thing I want is for you to go into heat around other alphas. That would be messy and something we would like to avoid.” He asks, and I gulp. I didn’t think of that possibility.

“I have rejected him, so no.” he looks taken aback when he nods stiffly and turns to walk inside and I follow behind him with my luggage.

I follow behind and the laughter and jeers of the other males here echo around the hall. I gulp, but keep my head up.

“We can do this Dah, don’t let them intimidate you. No more running, no more being weak and please, for the love of the goddess, keep your mouth in check.” Nothing like a pep talk from your wolf to make you realise how much of a shit situation we are both in.

“I will try.” I say as we stop at the open double doors and my eyes widen at what I’m seeing. Oh, fuck my life!

The men are all huge, similar size to dad. Some of rough housing, some sitting around either chatting or reading. 

“Alphas!” I jump slightly as I watch them all run to line up by their beds. Looking ahead.

“We have a new recruit. Let me introduce you to Alpha Dahlia Blackwood, the future alpha of Venom Fang, and the first female Alpha of Alpha’s.” Well, shit!

They all snap their gazes at me and I feel the need to run and hide in a closet. The disgust in some of their eyes makes it clear I am not meant to be here. Some look at me with curiosity and concern, well great!

“She is to be treated with respect and dignity. Anyone found mistreating her will be out of here and you will kiss your alpha title goodbye. Am I clear!” he shouts and they respond with a yes alpha. This is like a damn army camp.

“You may choose any bed that is not currently occupied, any problems you come to me directly. Go make friends Dahlia, because goddess knows you will need them.” He says, giving one last look into the room before he walks away. 

I take a breath and walk with my head high as I roll my luggage behind me. I can feel their eyes watching every step I take, but I won’t let them get to me. I won’t let them break me. Fuck them!

I find an empty bed the furthest away from them and begin to go through my things.

“Hi.” I jump out of my skin. I didn’t hear him move or smell him.

“Oh, hi.” I don’t even sound sure of my response when he raises an eyebrow before he thrusts his hand out towards me. 

“I won’t bite,” he chuckles, and it rumbles through him. I stand up straight and look at him. He is handsome, but then again, most males are. He’s tall, muscular, tanned with blue eyes and chiselled features. 

“Hi, the name is Dahlia. Pleased to meet you.” I take his hand and shake it. When he smiles Goddess above, he is more beautiful when he smiles. 

“Nice, I’m Brent Daniels, nice to meet you Dahlia.” He says as the others flock around us. They all introduce themselves. When I look at one in particular who is sneering at me.

“Alphas should be male, not a split ass like you,” he spits, as he looks me up and down before he licks his bottom lip and I snarl at him when his eyes light up.

“Oh look boys, she thinks she is fierce, like a little kitten. Only good think about you is how you take cock. Females are not meant to be alphas.” Well, that does it.

“Whatever you say, bud.” I mock salute him and turn back to unpack.

“Show me respect, you useless cunt.” He spits his wolf on the surface. So I allow Celeste to come out to play. His eyes widen and he takes a step back.

“Respect is earned asshole, remember who it is you are trying to insult. I have no problem using you as my personal chew toy, pup. Now be a good boy and fuck off before we have a real problem.” Celeste says, and he moves back, clenching his fists and his jaw before he says whatever and grabs a couple of his friends and sulks off.

“Ignore him. He is an entitled asshole. His name is Lucius Santo, future heir of the Crescent Moon pack. And those are his bitches.” Brent tells me I just nod, knowing I’m going to have to keep an eye open for that prick and his posse.

An alarm blurred, and I looked up. What the fuck is that?

“Come on, short stuff. Dinner time.” I nodded my head and followed the group of hungry males as we made our way towards the dining hall. The packhouse is similar to one back home only difference is the only females are omegas. Some are dressed in short dresses and high heels. Of course, the only other females are here to offer release to the males. 

I enter the dining hall, and the testosterone is overbearing. I move along the line, grabbing what I can, and make my way over to a vacant part of the long table. I sit down and begin to eat. When all eyes are on me I stop mid chew and look up. Why are they all looking at me like I’ve just killed their cat? Do I have something on my face? 

“What are you doing?” Brent asks in horror and I point to my plate.

“Eating? What does it look like I’m doing?” He shakes his head at me. What?

“We wait until we are told.” He says and I make a face at him.

“Why?” I ask, because we don’t do this back home. There is no waiting. You get your food, and scoff it down. No waiting on ceremony.

“Arrogant female thinks she can do what the fuck she wants.” Lucius snaps and I glare at him.

I go to speak but think better of it, so I lower my cutlery and wait to be told I can eat. Minutes tick by and my stomach growls hungrily at me. I’m about to leave when Alpha Silas enters.

“You may eat.” He says and I look around the room to find the alphas scoffing down their food. I glance back at my own plate and sigh. This is going to take some getting used to.

I ignore the conversation around me as I pick at my food. Not wanting to embarrass myself further.

“Alpha Dahlia. Is it to your liking?” I snap my head up and nod once with a smile on my face.

“Yeah, thanks.” He raises an eyebrow at me.

“Alpha, sorry.” I say with a wince as I eat again. 

“You will go to my office when you have finished eating.” He says, and I look up at him. 

“What? Why?” the words tumble out of my mouth before my brain kicks in. Silence ensues the table.

“Because I am the alpha here and you will do as you’re told. Am I clear?” he shouts and I nod my head.

“Yes, alpha, sorry.” I say, and he nods his head in approval before I eat again. Brent looks at me with concern and I shake my head with a sigh. Me and big mouth.