My Little Mate

Alpha Clayton Blackridge (My Little Mate)

Three of the wolves that run with us has been missing for just over a week, the last  time they were seen was outside this shitty pack that's run by some spoilt fucking so called Alpha heir. It’s a joke these heirs are getting soft with their entitlement, instead of earning it. So now I am running the line with a couple of warriors and Talia, Talia is the daughter of my late father’s best friend. 

Talia has had a crush on me since she was young, and I have made it clear since day one I was waiting for my mate. Then one stupid night after too much to drink we slept together, now she is like a fucking cling on. The one thing I would never take from her is she is a very skilled fighter and tracker, and because of that I allow her to hang around. 

We have been running the line for almost an hour when the smell of freshly baked cookies and a hint of cinnamon hits me and my wolf goes crazy. The howling in my head has me slowing, and when it gets too much I shift back just in time to see her burst through the treeline. She is a little thing but her wolf is muscled and toned, even if she is a little skinny for my liking but she is stunning.

I watch as she locks onto my position and drops into a defensive stance as I walk closer then stop as she snapps a warning at me. I watch as my little mate tries to work through some stuff with her wolf. The little light grey almost silver wolf with black paws and little black tips on her ears, she is hands down the most beautiful creature. It's her eyes that are striking; they are a bright shade of green. 

I hear someone shift behind me and then Talia places a hand on my arm, my skin crawls at her touch. Before I can shrug her off the little wolf starts growling with her eyes on my arm where her hand rests. “Clay, we need to go,” Talia says from behind me as I shrug her hand firmly off me. “Go, am just behind you” Talia hesitates, making my patience thin as she interrupts my first meeting with my mate “Go, now!” I growl at her, I hear the cracking of bones as she shifts and takes off after the other two. 

I study my mate for a few seconds, before I hear a growl from behind me; Fuck! “Well, little mate until next time. I’ll see you very soon” I say lingering on the very, shifting my wolf is furious that we are turning away from our mate and lets out a whine before taking off. I hear a howl in the distance coming from the direction I just left. 

I knew the howl wasn’t from her so against my better judgment I slow and turn back, ‘Keep going back to camp, that’s an order’ I shout through the mind-link that connects me to the wolves that follow me. I can feel Talia trying to connect to me but I slam a wall up keeping her out. I slow as I spot three wolves arriving next to my mate. The largest of the wolves shift into none other than Dylan, the pathetic excuse for an Alpha. 

“Shift” He demands as he stares at my little wolf. Even though I want to lunge forward and rip his fucking throat out for daring to speak to what is mine in that tone. I know I should leave but the need to see her is overwhelming and I am rooted to the spot. My breath gets stuck in my throat as the most stunning female shifts and stands before me. 

Her chestnut coloured hair is down her back in soft waves and her body is lean and toned. Like her wolf she is a little skinny for my liking, but what catches my eyes are the scars that litter her creamy skin. What have you been through? I think as I watch the sheer disrespect on her face as she faces Dylan. “I thought you found someone?” Dylan growls at her, she looks at him with a board look on her face “They got away” 

She says not bothering to even look at the ass hole who is trying to assert his authority over her. “You lost them” He repeats then snorts “Losing your touch” He mocks, then looks at the wolves that are with him clearly trying to play the big man. She rolls her eyes at him “Ye maybe, but at least I had a touch to lose unlike you” I have to stop myself from laughing out loud; She is amazing. 

He grabs her arm “Do you want to go back to the dungeon?” He growls in her face, to my surprise she bursts out laughing, “Or possibly whipped again?” He growls in her face again, but she just laughs and pulls herself free of his hold “Yeah, a good whipping but best get Ashley to do it, it might have a bit of a bite to it that way” She says then pulls herself up to her full height, looking him in the eye. “So?” She says challengingly, to my utter surprise he steps back and drags his hand down his face. “Why do you have to be like this all the time, Enyo?”  

Enyo, female goddess of war; interesting. A bitter laugh comes from her, while the other wolves in the party step back as my little wolf’s aura explodes from her and I watch as even the one who is meant to be Alpha flinches, she turns to face him “Fuck you, Dylan” 

And then she shifts, her eyes locked onto me; Shit did she know I was here? Then she turns and takes off, she is fast and suddenly I feel empty.