Supreme Alpha

Thiery's PoV

I haven't stopped searching for her since that night at my uncle's club.

She's driven me crazy. She bit me right on my mark gland when we were at the peak of our passionate lovemaking in the club office.

After that, Dash, my inner wolf, insisted that she was my mate. He had sensed her scent and mine mixing and fusing into a harmony that created a bond.

I didn't believe it.

Well, even though I was indeed lulled by the incredible scent and lost in the warmth of her soft body, she couldn't possibly be my mate.

She's a mere human.

"There's no way she's my mate," I said, arguing for the umpteenth time, when Dash forced me to search her . "You know the rules, Dash!"

Dash growled, angry and desperate. "To hell with the rules! The Elders,  The previous Supreme Alphas made them, and to this day, there have been millions of violations. A werewolf having a human as a mate isn't the first time, Alpha T!"

"But not from our pack!" I said angrily. "Golden Moonlight is the only pack that still maintains its purity of blood and lineage. You're asking me to be the first Alpha to destroy that pride?"

"You'll die if you got full moons without a mate," Dash said wearily. "If you die, Golden Moonlight will die too."

"Don't exaggerate, Dash. My true mate will come eventually. It's only a matter of time," I said irritably.

"She's your true mate. Your blood flowed in her system the moment she bit your mark gland and your sperm mix with her liquid," Dash insisted.

"That's too vulgar! No, Dash. She's not my mate. My blood, which you said flowed in her because she bit me, means absolutely nothing," I said, half annoyed.

"Then why are you looking for her, and why did you get that tattoo?" Dash asked in the tone I hated most.

He mocked me with a tone of sarcasm and amusement, knowing I'd find any excuse to deny it.

"I just wanted to make sure she was okay. Just a good-natured gesture," I replied, trying to sound convincing. "I feel guilty about sleeping with her while she was drunk."

"And the tattoo?" Dash asked again. "That human bit you and left a permanent mark, so you covered it up with a tattoo. You can't remove the mark, can you?"

"Come on, Dash, don't think too much about it," I said firmly.

That was my last conversation with Dash, a few months after the incident at the club.

Dash retreated into silence after that. He never spoke to me at all, not even showing up for the few times I'd had a hard time. He completely ignored me.

Later, after seven excruciating Ruts, which left me hospitalized for three or four days after each one ended, I started to think about Dash's words again. This is so weird.

A first-class Alpha and Supreme Alpha to be like me shouldn't be sick after the rut. I never even felt the slightest bit dizzy when my rut came, even though I had to go through it alone because I didn't have a mate yet.

However, after that one-night stand with that woman, everything changed drastically. And painfully.

The most annoying thing was, every time I tried to sleep with another woman, I couldn't. My junior wasn't functioning properly at all, just drifting into a deep sleep even when my head was about to explode with desire.

On the eighth full moon, I begged Dash to stop his sulking and help me with my problem.

He simply said, "Find that woman. She's the only one who can help you. Until you're with her, you should just ask Ava for some medicine to help you through each rut."

After that, he disappeared again.

I never said anything to anyone about this, especially not my father, even though he always accused me of not giving the she-wolves who tried to approach me a chance, so I remained single at an age when I should have had a mate ready to give birth to the next heir to the pack.

I searched the world for that doll-like woman, mobilizing many people to help.

But what could I hope for? I could only sketch a woman who didn't even resemble her, without any identity to base my search on.

I was a blind man searching for something black in a dark room at night.

One day, my father called and told me I had to take over a project in Ontario.

I agreed to his request, but asked that I be allowed to hire a skilled specialist to assist me with the project.

I chose the specialist myself, selecting from design drawings submitted by candidates. It was a blind selection, to be fair. I wouldn't choose based on appearance, gender, or connections, but purely on ability.

And now, the woman I'd chosen as my special staff member finally stirred Dash again and whispered, "Mate!"—as my eyes met the shocked, pitch-black eyes before me.

As I leaned toward her neck, a warm electric current surged through me as I inhaled her scent, which had lingered in my subconscious for so long.

Most surprisingly, it wasn't just Dash who woke up from his long slumber; my junior also awoke with vigor, as my lips touched hers while we were in the elevator.

Her name was Noreen Ellise Winchester. She looked fresher and fuller than she had four years ago.

Her coal-black eyes momentarily captivated me. For the first time in my life since starting life as a pack leader, I wished I had the ability to stop time.

She was surprised too, and I don't think she meant to hide it. I commended her for remaining professional and dependable.

However, as we climbed into the car, the scent emanating from her body grew stronger.  I tried to ignore it and decided to have her read while I closed my eyes, caught my breath, and said I was going to sleep.

"She's going into heat, Alpha T," Dash said, his voice filled with excitement.

"No way," I retorted. "We just met."

"Your scents are attracting each other," Dash said. "Her scent is getting stronger. Freesia, amber, and a light vanilla. Can't you feel it? She's also giving off heat."

"Oh, shut up, Dash. I could pounce on her right here, but that wouldn't be appropriate, and she'd be scared," I said, my voice trembling, holding back the rising desire. "Help me restrain myself before I talk to her. This is a situation that needs explaining."

Then, before I could catch my breath, I felt a warm breath on my neck, and when I opened my eyes, her face was very close.

She gasped, her face flushed, and I couldn't take it anymore.

"You've made me search for you in every corner of this world," I said in a clear hiss, grabbing his waist. "Now you're going to make me explode, mate!"

I grabbed her waist and kissed her hard on the lips. Dash laughed loudly before disappearing, just as he had in the elevator earlier.

"B-boss, w-wait!"