Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Alex

I don’t know why my dad insists I go to this stupid elder ceremony. I know we have to be nice to them and pretend to get along, but I was really looking forward to a nice run on the equinox. We don’t have to shift except for on the full moon, but any type of celestial holiday or event our wolves tend to get a little pent up. There was no chance I would be able to shift in front of a coven of witches. I doubt half of them have ever even seen an actual werewolf in person.

Dad said we’re staying with their doctor and his family. Apparently he has a daughter a little younger than me that’s still in high school. No doubt my dad is trying to force me to make friends with them. “Be nice, courteous, and respectful”, he always says. What am I a Boy Scout?

I know as future alpha of one of the largest packs in the northeast that I should be ok with all the pomp and circumstance, but I find these types of things incredibly dull. I’m what you would call an adrenaline junkie. I would love to see the world and do all the crazy things you see on YouTube videos like skydiving or bungee jumping off a bridge. Even though our pack is enormous I can’t help but feel isolated, like a caged animal. My wolf Ajax is a lot like me he’s always trying to push the limits and a lot of times it’s his crazy ideas that get us in trouble with dad. I struggle to always keep him in check, but I secretly like letting him take the wheel sometimes.

Ever since graduation a few months ago and turning eighteen last year dad has been getting on me about finding my mate and stepping up as alpha as the pack. I understand my duty to my pack, but I don’t know why I can’t live my life a little before I’m stuck here forever never doing or seeing anything else for the rest of my life. It’s not like dad is that old and incapable of caring for the pack for just a few more years. I’ve been trying to convince my dad to let me travel. I tell him it’s to find my mate, even though I know that’s not the truth. When I didn’t find my mate on my 18th birthday I think he became more open to the idea. After all what was a pack without a Luna?

I guess I should see our short 30 minute trip to visit the witches as a reprieve because at least it’s something different, something unknown. Maybe this is also dad loosening the reigns a bit to see how I would be outside pack borders. A test of sorts.

Ajax laughs in my head ‘you really think traveling to see a coven of witches will be fun’

‘Hey you never know’, I replied. Maybe this chick is really hot and we can get our dick wet at least. ‘You know I want us to meet our mate, but until then who says we can’t have a little bit of fun’

As werewolves we have one mate that is destined to be ours. We can only find them once we both turn eighteen. All through senior year last year I dated Brittany but when she turned eighteen after me she found her own mate, my best friend and future Beta, Josh. It was super awkward to say the least, but I’m happy for them. Since Brittany though things have been a little slow in that department and I could definitely use an easy lay. I look down at my phone thinking about texting one of the girls from school when my phone buzzes, and it’s a text from dad.

Dad: Be sure to pack tonight because we’re leaving first thing in the morning

Me: yea got it

Dad: get some rest see ya in the morning kiddo

Thankfully for dad, his text stopped me from making a poor decision. I don’t need some neighborhood skank trying to be the next Luna of this pack. I decide to just pack, take a shower and go to sleep. Hopefully this weekend will go by quickly.