~Alpha Rockan~
I didn’t need a mate, the moon goddess knew this and saved herself the stress of giving me one. All my life I hated a weakness or anything that would make me slow down and having a mate and a child would do that, but these elders won’t listen.
I had one already, my brother Tyris, even though everyone in the world including him thought I didn’t give a fuck about him, I still did, but no one had to know how important he was to me so they wouldn’t want to use him against me.
“Alpha, you might end up going feral just like the alpha of the red lake pack. We can’t afford to watch anything happen to you, you’re like a god to us, what am I even saying, you are our god and our lives are in your hands.” Timothy, one of the elders repeated what they had been saying over the years, but this time he added an example.
I knew his name because of the name tag he had on his chest. I told all the elders to always come with a name tag so I could identify them because I didn’t have the luxury of time to want to know their names or identify them.
They weren’t doing this because they loved me, it was because I was the strongest and most feared werewolf in the world, as a matter of fact even vampires and witches trembled at the mention of my name, so these people didn’t want their protection to go feral, else they’d have preferred Tyris on the throne over me.
“The goddess didn’t give me a mate and you all know this.” I was in a good mood today, so I replied to them as calmly as I possibly could.
“Alpha, you can get a chosen mate. Isn’t that what werewolves without mates do?” Williams, another elder, suggested but it didn’t sit well with me.
“Are you mocking me now Williams?” I growled angrily.
“No alpha, I’m sorry.” He bowed and sat down.
“Fine, I will choose a mate!” I declared to everyone’s surprise. “One of you should give me his daughter and I will accept her no matter what.”
I knew no one in their right senses would give me their daughters, because who would want an evil faceless creature for their child?
“I’m sorry alpha, I would have loved to be in-laws with you but I don’t have a daughter.”
“I’m sorry alpha, my two daughters are underaged.
“I’m sorry alpha, my daughter already has a mate.”
“I’m sorry alpha...”
“Enough!” I snapped and they went mute. “I knew it, I knew this would be it. You don’t want to give me your daughters.” I laughed mockingly at them.
“We’re sorry alpha.” They chorused.
“Can you all talkative old men not be sorry?”
“What... what if we announce to the general public that you will be choosing a mate and everyone should come with their daughters that are old enough?”
“This meeting is over!” I got up and left them there, ‘cause if I stayed for one more second, heads might start rolling on the floor.
I got to my room, removed my mask and clothes. I was about to take off my shorts when my door opened without warning and the only person that would ever have the effrontery to do that in this world was Tyris.
“I can’t remember inviting you to my room.” I said without turning to look at him.
“Well, I’m happy about the outcome of your meeting with the elders, I just can’t wait for you to go feral so I would take over the throne of my forefathers as I’ve always dreamed.
I turned to him in anger, but I couldn’t hurt him physically, he knew this and that was why he barged into my room and spit trash.
“Leave!” I said lowly, but he didn’t budge.
“You can detach my head from my body. Rockan.” He derived so much joy in taunting me.
He was only doing this to make me get a mate, I knew him enough to know whatever was up his sleeve even though we were always at each other’s throat since we were young.
I took a deep breath and took comfort at the edge of my bed. “Whatever.”
My eyes went to the mirror in my room and I saw the scar on my face, reminding me of how reckless I had always been from childhood.
Why on earth would a nine year old boy that hadn’t met his wolf fight a lion with his bare hands? That memory made me laugh.
“Fine, find a mate for you and I. I wouldn’t want a situation where I’ll be insecure about my mate because a mateless werewolf shares the same home as I.” I said and immediately, Tyris left the room looking proud and fulfilled.
It reminded me of how he behaved when we were younger when mom would send him to me and he wouldn’t leave until he got what he wanted and when he got it he’d leave like he just overcame the toughest obstacle on earth.
Mom too was a little afraid of me, but before she died, she made me promise to take care of Tyris like my son.
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After weeks of preparation, it was the D-day, I didn’t know or do anything, but the event was good or maybe a little better than good. though I wasn’t interested.
From the beginning of the event, Marlo my wolf had been telling me my mate was there but I had to suppress the urge of going to look for her, she’d find her way to me. I concluded.
All the girls came and went but my eyes fell on the girl on black, she stood out because no other girl wore a black dress.
Did she do this on purpose because she wanted attention?
And as much as I didn’t want to admit, she was my mate. I noticed everything about her from the moment I set my eyes on her. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my lifetime, but she could barely walk well as she staggered like she was a drunk person.
“She isn’t drunk.” Marlo replied in my head. “Now go to her.” He urged me, but I stubbornly struggled with him. My pride was more important than anything else in the world so I had to protect it.
She suddenly looked scared and before I knew it she fell, I wanted to go to her, but I could never do that, or should I?
“Mate.” Tyris said and I knew I couldn’t take it anymore.
“She's my mate!” I declared pointing at her to everyone’s surprise.
“Are you trying to spite me?” Tyris questioned me through the mindlink, I could almost taste his anger.
“She’s my mate.” I repeated it loud and clear.
Confusion masked her features as the crowd started murmuring.
“This event is over, you all can now go home.” I declared.
“Bring her to me.” I commanded and the guards rushed to get her, but Tyris stopped them.
“You can’t do this Rockan.” Tyris said, looking at me with hate and disgust.
“Pay her family handsomely, because she’s no longer going back to them, she’s mine from now till forever.” I declared, to spite Tyris even more.
I knew I was drawing a battle line between me and my brother, but what would be more interesting than fighting with him over a girl?
DENARA’S POVThe fact that the beautiful, bouncing baby boy sleeping peacefully in the crib beside me was my son—my own pup—still felt like a dream I hadn’t fully woken up from. I kept staring at him, waiting for reality to come and rip the moment away. But it didn’t. He was here. He was mine. Ours.I had a child. I was a mother. And I never even knew I was pregnant.I mean, how?I’d always imagined pregnancy would be a slow and beautiful process—baby bump pictures, mood swings, Rockan rubbing cocoa butter on my belly, Rachel teasing me about waddling like a duck. I’d made videos in my head, visualized cravings and swollen feet. I dreamt of that glowing mama look everyone talked about.But I guess the goddess had other plans—possibly laughing when I was busy fantasizing.“But why didn’t I notice anything?” Rachel asked, frowning with that deep-knitted concern she always wore when something didn’t add up. “I’m always with the Luna. I can’t remember her having morning sickness or… anyth
ROCKAN’S POVIt still felt surreal. No, scratch that—it felt divine. There I was, holding my baby. My son. Our pup. Flesh of my flesh. The little miracle the goddess gifted to me and my mate. It was a moment I had played out in my head so many times, but now that it was real, I didn’t know what to do with all the emotions flooding me. I was a father. A real father.“Rockan…” Denara’s soft voice pulled me out of my daze. “Is that… is that my baby? Our baby?” Her voice cracked at the last word, and a single tear trailed down her cheek.I smiled, though my throat was tight. “Yes, little mate. I know you still can’t believe it, because I can’t either.”“I can believe it, darling,” my grandmother chimed in, her tone warm and amused. “The goddess still does wonders.”For a split second, I’d forgotten that we weren’t alone. My entire family was there. Tyris and Eva. Grandpa and Grandma. Rachel. And now this tiny creature, wrapped in soft blankets, who had redefined my entire world.Every on
DENARA’S POVAfter the unexpectedly chaotic but fun breakfast, we were all ready to get on with our day—but Granny Yeneva had other plans.She insisted that Eva and I take our baths and return to her for what she called a "girls-only time-out get-together." And honestly, I was up for it. The thought of bonding with her over sweet tea, stories, and whatever ancient wisdom she wanted to throw at us sounded like a warm balm to the soul.But apparently, not everyone thought it was a great idea.“Grandma,” Tyris said carefully, “I think you and Denara should do the girl thing together because the doctor said Eva needs more rest.”Granny Yeneva turned sharply, squinting at him as though he’d grown horns. “So I’m taking them to the farm to work our asses off, right? Or you think we’re going to hunt elephants?”Her sarcasm sliced the air like a whip.“I’m sorry, Grandma, I didn’t mean it that way,” Tyris quickly replied, sounding guilty.I should’ve felt bad about his remark. I really should’
DENARA’S POVI felt a kiss on my forehead, soft and warm — followed by another, and then another. I stirred slowly, eyelids fluttering open to the sight that never failed to melt me.Rockan.My mate.He was watching me again like I was the rarest jewel in the goddess’s entire creation. That same look — the one that always undid me. His eyes held that quiet fire, the one that burned only for me, and somehow, still managed to surprise me every time.I tried to suppress the smile tugging at my lips, but the moment he kissed me again — slower this time, more deliberate — I gave in. A laugh slipped out of me, soft at first, then rolling out louder as I buried my face in the crook of his neck.“It’s too early, Rockan,” I mumbled through a smile, my voice thick with sleep.“I know,” he whispered, brushing a stray curl off my forehead. “But your charm isn’t something I can ever resist.”“You wish,” I muttered, chuckling, eyes still half-shut.He leaned his forehead against mine, voice lower n
ROCKAN’S POVIt had been almost a year since Tyris’ mating ceremony.Eva was heavily pregnant now — her belly round and glowing, her skin radiant with the blessing the moon goddess had placed in her womb. Their home was filled with laughter, the anticipation of new life, and the joy of fulfillment. And though I was happy for my brother, every time I looked at Denara, my chest twisted in a knot I couldn’t undo.She had no signs. No pregnancy. No swelling belly. No glowing skin.And while no one dared say it to her face — or to mine — I’d heard enough to know what was being whispered behind closed doors and under shallow breaths. The same mouths that once praised her strength during the Bruno ordeal now questioned her womanhood. They questioned her truth. They called her a liar.They said she was never pregnant. That she made it all up to gain sympathy.It was 4:23 a.m. when I turned on the bed and found her still awake.She was lying on her side, stiff, eyes open, staring at the ceilin
TYRIS’S POVIt was finally here.The day I’d dreamed of — maybe not since birth, but from the moment Denara made me realize what it meant to have a fated mate, about that soul-deep bond that only the goddess could craft. I used to scoff at it, at love, at fate, at the goddess and everything she did to torment my existence. But then Eva happened. And suddenly, scoffing didn’t come so easy.Now, my heart was thundering like war drums.The entire pack and a few dignitaries from other packs had gathered, dressed in shades of gold and earth, drums echoing softly in the background like the heartbeat of the land itself. The scent of burning sage floated through the air, mixing with the sharp sweetness of ceremonial wine.Rockan and Denara stood beside me… my only family, before Eva arrived. Our pack. My sanity.”“You look like you’re about to faint,” Denara teased, her eyes dancing with mischief.Rockan didn’t miss a beat. “How the bloody fuck is the almighty Lord Tyris so nervous?” he scof