Alpha Clayton Blackridge (MATE!)
Trent and I had been running the line for just over an hour when her scent finally hit me. I slow as I spot her silver fur in the moonlight just up ahead. ‘She’s here’ I tell Trent through the mind-link as we are both in wolf form. ‘I’ll not be too far if you need me. Be smooth’ He links me back and I smile as he turns and leaves.
I shift and watch as my little wolf slowly stalks towards me, her wolf really is stunning. She suddenly shifts back into her human form. She is smaller than I remember, and thinner it takes me all the time to stop myself from growling at how underweight she is. She may be thin but she is toned and muscular, she definitely keeps fit.
She eyes me with no emotion, her eyes look dead as they have seen far too much. That thought makes my chest tighten, what have you been through? I think.
“Hey, little wolf” I watch as a shiver rips through her at my voice, her eyes flash to that of her wolf, a deep green almost the colour of moss. I don’t miss the way she closes her legs or the slightest hint of her arousal, that makes me smirk and she narrowed her eyes at me. Ok, so she is still guarded but her body and wolf reacts to me; Good I can work with this.
“So, Enyo, that's the Goddess of war right?” She just , and I can; lift a brow, looking at me like she is bored. She sighs as is being defeated.
“So, Clayton” Her voice is like music to my ears, I can’t help but grin at her. She is feisty, brave and drop dead gorgeous, slightly feral but I am sure I can have her purring eventually.
“What do you want with me?” Her words are like a knife to the heart. My face must have changed as she sighs, “Look I know you are an Alpha and a rogue”
“What does that have to do with anything you are my Mate” I say feeling terrified she might run, or worse reject me. My heart is racing, for the first time in my life I am actually scared. Scared she won't want me, or has someone else.“There was an attack on this pack four years ago” She said catching me off guard, what the hell is she talking about.
“I’m confused, are you accusing me of something?” I ask, feeling panic rising at the same time racking my brain an attack, not in my time as Alpha.
“My parents were killed in that attack, I was told it was you and your wolves” My eyes go wide, who the fuck said; As the question comes into my head so does the answer.
“I, we have never attacked this or any other pack. We do defend ourselves but I swear to you I had no part in what happened to your parents” I say and hate how it rushed out all at once. She eyes me but I can tell she believes me as she relaxes a little.
“Enyo, I am sorry for whatever happened to your parents” I say in a gentle voice, taking a step towards her. She freezes but doesn’t move, my wolf is happy.
“Why are you sorry when you said it wasn’t you?” She looks up at me, her eyes holding so many emotions, the main one being sadness. Shit, she is tiny.
“I am sorry because I can see and feel your pain, little Mate.” Her eyes waver for a moment before she takes a step back,making my wolf whimper. On instinct I reach out and grab her hand, her breath hitches as the sparks of our bond sizzles where we touch.
She stands staring at our hands for a few moments before bringing her eyes to meet mine. The amount of different emotions that are visible takes me by surprise, then she says the one word that has my wolf howling.
“Mate” I can’t help smile as I say it back “Mate”
We stand looking at each other for what feels like hours, hands still connected. I hear a howl in the distance that breaks our trance and she drops my hand as if she has been caught doing something we shouldn’t be. She looks around before she places a hand on my chest and the sparks are coursing through me.
“You need to go before they arrive” Her voice sounded a little panicked, I frowned at her.
“Come with me” She shakes her head “I can’t, please go”
She pushes lightly, I grab her wrist “Meet me tomorrow?” I ask as another howl rings out closer this time. She nods, but pushes me, I pull her towards me, her breasts slamming into my chest. I cup her cheek, she tenses up but stays.
“Ok, meet me by the creek north of here?” She looks back as the sound of paws thundering towards us. She looks up at me eyes wide “Ok, at midday, now go” My little mate says, I peck her lips quickly before turning and shifting.
She stands looking at me before I leave, my paws hitting the dirt, my wolf fighting to turn back and take our mate with us. Consoling myself with the fact she has agreed to meet us tomorrow. I spot Trent up ahead lazing by a big oak tree, I push on needing to get him away from there before he decides to have some fun with that dick of an Alpha.
‘Is everything ok?’ He says through the link, as another howl fills the night air. ‘Yes let's get back’ Is all I say as I push on needing to get back I need to talk to Trent see if he knows of any attack four years ago because if this is to do with that piece of shit Dylan I swear I’ll end the fucker myself.
Enyo Burnside It took us just over two days to return to the pack, by then most of the new accommodation had been either finished or at least started. Trent was an excellent Beta, especially since he had a brand new pup and mate to look after. That thought made me feel guilty as I had put so much extra pressure on him.By the time we had everyone settled and seen by the healers we had been awake for around forty hours and both of us were exhausted. The sisters Ivy and Peony shooed us away with the promise they would take care of the rest, I am so grateful for them right now as I crawl into the huge big bed that smells so much like my mate. I hear him chuckle as I snuggle down and roll around getting my scent all over his scent. I wish I could say it was my wolf but nope this was all me and I didn’t care. The bed dips as Clayton gets in, his large arms wrap around me pulling me to him. The soothing tingles from our bond feels like bliss on my tired body. I feel happy, content and a
Enyo BurnsideI fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, the exhaustion swallowed me up but if I thought I would get a rest, boy was I wrong. I spent most of the time floating between dreams and nightmares. I know Clay gently shook me once as I was crying in my sleep.The thing is I wasn’t me in my dreams, I was them the fallen. My pack that had been slain while I was with Hadeon and his creepy witches. I felt every slice, every hope and prayer they sent to me, to their Goddess. I felt it all as if it were my own.By the time I was released from the tortured hell of a dream I was more exhausted than when I went to sleep. I could feel Clayton’s worry as he watched me get dressed, I was grateful he never pushed me for answers, because honestly I had none. I had just spent the last few hours reliving the events and deaths of people I never knew but felt the weight of the responsibility for them.I needed to discuss my next move with my mate, I knew that, I mean what the heck do I kn
Alpha Clayton Blackridge I have seen and done a lot in my life, including killing my own father, but the way these people were mutilated was something else. Whoever ordered and did this was seriously messed up, I draw the line at children. I mean I try not to harm females but I will if the time requires it. Enyo has been quiet as we work to make the Pyre for the fallen, the two children look haunted by the whole situation and I don’t blame them. I called Trent to explain what has all occurred and that there is a possibility that we will be bringing more people home with us but it may take another few days. He had informed me Talia had been missing, but honestly I had no head room for her right now. I asked how Fran and the baby were before hanging up and joining my mate. By the now roaring fire as the fallen souls were carried back to the moon Goddess. I placed an arm around my mate's shoulders as she watched the fire, both children clinging to her legs as if she is their saviour
Alpha DylanI felt the shift, I felt her take his mark and the moment the connection to her severed. That fucking bitch thinks she will get away with this well we will see. I think as I storm through the halls of the lower levels of the packhouse. The incessant nagging of my mate makes me want to kill her; I fantasise about snapping her neck, watching the light leave her eyes and the quiet in my head. She has been non stop since I marked Enyo, if only she knew what I had down here, I smirk as I reach the end cell. No one comes this far into the dungeon, that's why I hid her here when she turned up yesterday. I look through the square viewing hole in the steel door, she sits still looking confident, like she has control, that makes me smirk; stupid she-wolf. She looks every part what she is, a warrior with her tall lean frame. Not an ounce of fat all muscular, shoulders tense and squared. Her eyes flick up to the door, locking eyes with me, she holds my stare refusing to look away
Enyo BurnsideIt was like a bloodbath, the small camp was obliterated, there were tents on fire and bodies and body parts all over. Some I recognised, some I didn’t but no matter what I was looking at the face of the little girl who gave me the flower is very much at the front as we make our way slowly through the mess.My heart tightens as I spot some of the people that had actually been brave enough to come forward and introduce themselves. The further we get into the camp the more the chaos is clear to see. The only thing I am grateful for is that no children have been killed as far as I have seen so far. I spot three bloody beaten bodies that have been hung up by their hands in the middle of the small clearing in the middle. My heart sinks when I realise it is Bellona, she still has on Clays top as she hangs. Her heart is still beaten, barely but nonetheless we rush to them shifting as we get to her realising all three are only just alive we make quick work of cutting them down.
Enyo BurnsideThe sight of the state of that beautiful pack continues to plague my thoughts as we make our way down the mountain. I know I said I don’t want the pack but in all honesty my wolf and I both feel obligated to help these people. Clay is quiet, allowing me to be with my thoughts, even though I can feel his concern for me through our newly formed bond. We continue in our human form, my mate helping me over fallen trees and other obstacles as we go. Every now and again he catches me looking at him, and when that knowing smirk crosses his handsome face I know he can smell my arousal.Goddess Enyo, get a grip, we are in the middle of a shit storm and all I can think of is this god-like man between my legs. I hear Clayton chuckling from behind me, I stop and turn to face him confused by his sudden outburst of laughter. He stops laughing long enough to speak to me.“Sorry, little wolf, but your thoughts are very loud” Oh my god, my eyes go wide before I groan and cover my face, f