He's Whipped

CREST POV

"Have you heard? The alpha of the north will come here tomorrow! Ahhh!" she screamed out of excitement while clapping her hands rapidly and strolling around the kitchen.

I continued to mix the dough in the bowl, ignoring her statement.

"I heard he's still unmated... Oh my goddess, the most fearsome alpha is still unmated!" she added, slamming both of her hands at the counter top island of the kitchen, then she forwarded her face towards mine with a bright beam and sparkling eyes, "Come shopping with me!"

"What?!" I rose a brow up, surprised at her sudden request.

"We need to get a new dress... and, you know, get ourselves to a spa and have some beautiful rest,"

"For what?" I lazily ask as I stroll back to the overhead cabinet to get some sugar.

"Oh, Ceecee, come on. You know the reason! " She put her hands on her chin and back to her hair, waving it in the air,"to make ourselves presentable and... attractive as much as possible,"

"Why?" I sarcastically responded with disgust at how she made her face look as seductive as possible, making her cleavage to pop out in front of me. She's lucky, the goddess has blessed her to have a sexy physique, but I don't really care about those things she mentioned. I am fine with the way I look and the way I am.

"Don't be so stupid!" She stomped her feet like a child and crossed her arms in front of her chest,"Why? Because, girl, come on! We are both unmated, and it has been years of waiting! What if one of them turns to be our mate or... ohhh! What if the alpha himself?" she made a surprised look on her face.

I rolled my eyes before facing her as I walk back to the table and continued making some cupcake mix. "First, I don't need to get a new dress just because some 'unmated' alpha will be here tomorrow. I have a lot of formal dress here and my family, especially, my father and I, will only be discussing with them about some business and pack matters; second, I am not interested in anything about mates, so..." I lifted my face high and gave her a pointed look," So, that's why."

Sasha sighed in defeat. She knew me very well, and she knew that I am not into those things. I don't know why she even proposed the idea to me where she knew all along that having a mate is the very last thing on my mind, or atleast. I don't really feel like having one, why? Hmmm, many reasons. Having a mate is a nuisance, others say that it is the best thing in life. For me though, no.

I have been trained to be an alpha of this pack in the future, and I worked hard to get that title, so being in a mate-thing relationship will only make me less than my partner. So if I am mated to an alpha, then will I be a luna? A luna!, goddess, I hate it. I respect my mother as luna in this pack, but the concept of that, nah. Being a luna only means that you are the bearer of the next heir, nothing more. Some alphas don't want their lunas to be at work or atleast 'help' them in running the pack.

I'm lucky that my father had me as the firstborn daughter, so he doesn't have a choice but to make me, or rather, train me to be the next alpha of this pack. I will be the very first alpha female in werewolf history, and that excites me. I want to rewrite the history or even surprise it that a female or a woman is more than just being a bearer of an heir or just someone that belongs to the kitchen, no! Women have power and strengths too! We can fight, we can decide, we can do whatever we want!

I'm Crest by the way, the firstborn of the southern pack. Ever since my first shift, my father has taught me a lot of things, most of them were how to be an alpha female. Meeting with the other alphas is always a thing these days. My father has to renew the peace treaty and our alliance with them.

It has also been some years since my eighteenth birthday, and most of my friends expected me to find my mate that day but, lucky for me, I still haven't. Some of them have found their mates already, and I am happy about that.

For me, having mates is sacred. True. The moon goddess blessed all wolves to have their mates and reproduce. Speaking of reproduction, it has been the only role that the she-wolves had. A lot of she-wolves work only in the kitchen, tend to their children, and make their mates happy. My mother is no different from them, just a little. She helped my father with the pack matters, but since the rogues' attacked us from time to time, my father decided to let my mother stay in the house. See? You'll get my point right?

Women always stay behind their man's back. So I decided, once the title was passed down to me, I would declare that all she-wolves should learn to fight too. Women shouldn't be all dependent on their man. They should learn to stand by themselves alone.

"You know, Ceecee. Someday, you're going to meet your mate and not soon after, you'll come to me, begging me to teach you the things that you don't know," Sasha said as she walked towards the exit.

"And what is that that I don't know?" I responded with high pride,"I have been trained in a lot of things, Sissy, so there's nothing that I don't know,"

"Hmmm... really? We'll see," she then stomped outside, but before disappearing from my sight, she turned around to face me. "You may be smart and know a lot of things, but you know nothing how to satisfy a man," she waved her bum sideways and seductively, before giving me a smug smirk then left. I just rolled my eyes and sighed.