Chapter 5

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Alpha Milan Of The Volcan Pack*

I sat on the chair next to my father across from Alpha Damon and his son, Boston who was soon to become alpha of this pack. I was annoyed already, and I have barely been here for some minutes.

"I'm sure you had both had a long trip out here, why don't we eat first, and we'll get to the meeting right after? I hope that’s fine with you, alpha Stephen?" he looks at my father with a smile. Little did he know I had already taken over as alpha, My dad grinned and pats my shoulder making me look at him through my irritated mood.

I came with my parents, and my close friend also Beta, Noah, leaving my mate, Natie behind to tend to a few things. But I was missing her terribly. My best friend and my mate older brother, Alpha Nathaniel, will be joining us soon. I hope.

He actually hasn't found his mate, and we mock him for it from time to time. I know... it's stupid and childish, but fun to do. We like to taunt him and give him a hard time about it, saying that his blue balls are making him more irritable. Like he has this crazy temperament for a guy.

Don't get me wrong, his pack is loaded with beautiful women, but he's been devoted to finding his mate and I know for a fact he's saving himself for her. It was a vow we made to ourselves and something our packs held sacred. Not even a chosen mate could take that from us, plus we dread having a chosen mate.

"Milan. Alpha Damon is talking to you. It's rude to not answer, baby." my mom said, squeezing my hand softly as she reached across from dad.

Dad never goes anywhere without her, it's as if they were sew together by the goddess herself and look towards them, clenching my jaw but softening my eyes as I see Mom smile. "Hurry the fuck up here, dude. I’m suffocating here." I mind link Nathaniel, hoping he arrives soon.

The perks of being a Volcan, we can mind link even if we were miles and miles away.

"It's fine with me," I reply looking out towards the corridor of the pack house. Their pack house was far too small, compared to ours, just like most packs around here, but it oozed with glamor, evident they were trying to maintain the place. Or perhaps investing their money wrongly.

"I'm sorry, but.. Am I... Missing something here?" Alpha Damon asks dad, glancing between him and me.

"Not at all. My son is the alpha now, he took over as soon as he turned seventeen, almost year plus.

I can’t let such young mind to go to waste, And he's doing a hell of a good job, if may I say." Dad let out a small laugh, gripping my shoulder once more.

"Oh, i seeee, I... I'm glad to hear that." alpha Damon says with a fake smile. His son gives him an annoyed look, clenching his jaw with a deep furrowed brow.

I know for a fact he doesn't trust his son to take over. It's true, sometimes the new alphas get rattled up with their new title of authority. The feeling of the new power is too glorious for them. But I have been training for this since I was little.

Dad made sure I attended every meeting and had me do pack work with him and Mom's help ever since I could remember. Dad has taught me to see it as a privilege to serve our pack, rather than boss them around and treat them like shit. I've heard from people how alphas mistreat members and abuse their authority, it sure did baffled me. It won't happen with my pack or Nathaniels, despite the rumors surrounding the whole pack nation that he’s a heartless cold and vicious monster of an alpha.

"And what about you, Boston? I hear you're getting ready to take the lead in this pack. Are you excited and ready?" mom asks, making him clench his jaw as he gives his dad a bothered look. They've both been anxious since we got here. We tend to have that effect on other alphas, it's as if they feared us for some odd reason. I mean I know we are way more powerful than them, our species of werewolf are the direct descendants of lycanthrope. We can wipe a whole army of packs with just fifty men of our pack, rumors of us being the worst are not entirely truth though. We just don't like getting pushed around, nothing more.

"Ready as I'll ever be. I've only been waiting for the last two months or so," he says, looking at his dad.

His foot tapped nervously on the floor, making me irritated.

The giggles of two women makes us turn. Luna Damon and a girl with shiny curly dark hair and an extremely short dress come in, her hands swinging her hair every now and then.

"Honey, the food is ready to be served." Alpha Damon Luna says going next to her husband and kissing his cheek as she walks next to him. "Alpha Stephen, Luna, again, welcome to our pack. I hope our hospitality is much to your taste," she says, giving mom a hug. "Thank you, we love it here so far. So glad to be back here after so many years dearest Nina." mom replies, looking around. Mom had always loved the small cottage charm and was pushing dad to buy a smaller house so they could finally move out of our pack house, so I was guessing that this small pack house was giving her ideas. I saw how her eyes sparkle with delight the first minute we step into this house.

The girl with curly dark hair and wearing too much perfume for my liking and why too much makeup, she looks like a doll made for advertisement and with that skimpy dress. Goddess no!!

She grabs Boston face and kisses him seductively, making me roll my eyes. I should have brought my mate, Natie with me. It's making me a bit jealous. We've been mated for not too long, but damn it, I can't get enough of her.

Noah, my beta, muffled a laughter, "I bet you anything this girl is not his mate. She's another wolf in sheep’s clothing if you ask me." I can't help but laugh making everyone turn as Noah mind links me.

I sit up straight, apologizing as she sits giving me a seductive look. I fix my coat and clear my throat.

"She's definitely another sheep." I link back to Noah making him grin with a wink, earning a warning look from my mom who threaten to chop of my head if I make any single comment or attempt to ridicule them.

The servants came in, cutting our conversation as they began to serve.

"Where's Alisa? I thought I told the pack caretaker she was to serve tonight?" alpha Damon says to one of the young girls making her look nervously toward the other ladies.

"Alpha Damon, I apologize, she was not feeling well. The pack caretaker made her go home. S-She looked rather pale, and she fainted when we-"

"What do you mean? Is she fine?” Alpha Damon asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

"Uggh, why do you care? She's fine if you ask me, it's just another excuse to not do her work. She looked fine to me earlier, you know how weak she is, especially with such an abnormality, besides all the mess she made in the kitchen." His Luna answered curtly, rolling her eyes.

I closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. I hate listening to personal quarrels inside other packs. But I especially disliked the shit that has been happening in this pack.

Why badmouth a poor servant girl, with the way the alpha luna was talking about her I knew she is the hated one around her.

"That's inexcusable. I need her here, serving. Now.

Go and get her." Alpha Damon demands in his alpha tone making the pack caretaker flinch.

"I told her to go home. There is plenty of other servant that can serve us dad. Beside how can we tag importance go one servant presence so let’s just eat, please.” Boston says, pointing to the pack caretaker to start serving.

His dad looks at him bothered, but he shrugs it off, clearing his throat and giving the sign to the pack caretaker to serve.

"Alpha Nathaniel will not be joining us for dinner, I see." Luna Damon adds, making mom glance at her.

"No. Nate had a few things to tend to. He will be here early tomorrow morning." she replies smiling.

"Oh, well I guess I need to make sure we serve his favorite. What does he like?" she asks, making mom smile.

"Oh, Nathaniel is not picky. He likes everything. But if you want to be on his good side, make him some honey mustard. He will love that!" she adds, making Dad and I chuckle.

Alpha Nathaniel, or Nate, as we all call him, has a big stomach for every food. He looks like he's always angry as fuck. Angry and cute…don’t mind me I’m just trying to degrade his beauty, Nathaniel is one fucking handsome bastard and he's very serious all the time, but he's a nice guy. He takes his job very seriously, and doesn't take shit from anyone, but he's a hopeless romantic. Don't be fooled by the appearance, everyone thinks he's a menace, cold and nasty and to most that dare to cross the line- he is. But not to us. To us, he's just Nate.

But...If you want to be on his good side, Make him Honey mustard with spice meat.

He takes chicken, beef, turkey, pork and everything as long as it meat.

Sometimes I tease him that one day he will eat the meat of his mate thinking it a bush animal and then I almost lost my life.

"I'm taking care of a few more things in the office. I will be there early. And my little baby just texted, she says she wants to leave with me as well." I smiled as I hear Nathaniels mind link me.

I was excited. I knew my beautiful mate wouldn't stand being away from me for so long. I can't wait for tomorrow morning to see my mate, Natie, and my mates brother.

“But wait….did you just refer to my mate as your Baby!?”