Chapter 2 - Draco

“Here is your new alpha! Alpha Draco!”

The stands are eerily silent, not a single cheer coming from the spectators. I inwardly chuckle, feeling just as excited as they are.

I had zero intentions of ever taking over this pack, but their ex alpha just had to go and run his mouth to me and my brothers, challenging us. Naturally, we couldn’t let that stand.

So now here I am, covered in their alphas blood and in charge of a whole other pack. Lovely. Just what I need. Like my brothers and I aren’t busy enough with the hunters gathering numbers and refusing to leave us alone.

Every face in the stands looks terrified, not that I can blame them with the reputation my brothers and I have built. Most of the stories are false but we like to throw in a few truths to keep things interesting. Looks like word of our antics has followed us here.

Well… almost everyone looks scared. I narrow my eyes as I find a girl with silver hair just casually inspecting her fingernails as she yawns, looking completely bored and unbothered.

She’s a thing of beauty with her long silver hair back in twin braids, icy blue eyes looking disinterested in everything around her, and full, pink lips. Her porcelain skin and pale features are unheard of for a wolf down here in the south.

I feel a stirring in my pants and look away quickly. It’s been awhile since I had a release with someone who wasn’t my hand but lusting after a new pack member is a recipe for disaster.

I feel the transfer of alpha power flow through my veins, hundreds of mindlinks opening up to all the members I’m now in charge of. If this pack wasn’t so well known for their impressive military, I’d probably just hand over the title to someone else but warriors are too important to just give away these days.

We’ll need all the help we can get when the hunters finally come with their full forces.

I feel a prickling in my skull, a mindlink trying to sneak through my defenses. I open it, already knowing who it’s from.

“How many members are we now in charge of?” asks my brother, Hunt.

“A few hundred if I had to guess.”

I hear his sigh down the link. “Fucking lovely. That dipshit excuse of an alpha just had to run his mouth. Now we’ve got more members than we know what to do with.”

“Well, it’s a good thing there’s three of us. Plenty of alpha to go around.”

“Did you make sure to lick the asshole’s blood off your fingers? You know, so these people know how scary as fuck you are,” jokes my other brother, Ryder.

I laugh, internally rolling my eyes. “Nah. They’ll all find out the truth eventually.”

What most people don’t know is there are three of us, triplets, who are all alphas of the Bloodstone pack. We rarely show our faces so these people are going to be in for a real treat when they realize there’s two more of me.

While we all look similar, our personalities are all different. Hunt is the serious one, being the oldest. Ryder is the playful one who happens to be the youngest. And I’m somewhere in between, both literally and figuratively.

I’m also the strongest fighter which is why they elected me to fight in this shit show today. Fuck, even our five year olds just learning to throw punches could have won against the sorry excuse for an alpha I took down today.

“When are you two coming here?”

There’s a long pause on the other end before Hunt says, “We’ve got a few things to handle here. Probably within the next couple of days.”

I know neither one of them wants to leave the pack with the ongoing threat of the hunters but being here is important. We now have a pack that just lost their alpha and they’re going to be scared. We need to bring order before everything turns to chaos.

“Alright. I’ll keep shit in line until you two get here.”

“Don’t tell them about us,” says Ryder, always the trouble maker. “I love the look of surprise when people realize there’s three of us.”

I chuckle. “Deal.”

“We’ll let you know when to expect us.”

And with Hunt’s last words, the link goes out and I’m stuck with hundreds of new pack members who look like their seconds from shitting themselves.

Well.. except for frosty. She doesn’t seem to really care either way. Her auburn haired friend sitting beside her looks like she’s about to have an aneurysm while the girl talks like her world didn’t just get flipped upside down.

Something about her... intrigues me. I can’t quite put my finger on it but her fearlessness is shocking. Either she really hates her ex alpha, which would be understandable if the things I’ve heard are true, or she has zero regard for her safety.

I’m starting to think it might be a mixture of both.

The red head is looking at her like she’s horrified by what her friend is saying and curiosity wins as I extend my hearing to catch snippets of their conversation.

“How long do you think this is going to take? I really am hungry. Wanna get breakfast at the cafe after this?”

“Are you serious right now, Alanna? Shaun is dead, our leader is now the scariest alpha in the southwest, and you’re worried about food?”

So her name is Alanna. Pretty.

“I told you I forgot to eat this morning.”

“Still! Food is the last thing on my mind right now.”

“Nina, I already told you. He’s not going to kill us all. If he does, he’s a fucking idiot who deserves to be spited by the moon goddess. Things are too unsafe for alphas to go around killing off pack members right now.”

Alanna had a good point. Smart and beautiful. Deadly combination.

While Ryder is the jokester out of us three, sometimes I can’t help myself which is how I find myself opening up a mindlink to her.

“You know, most pack members would be devastated, or at least scared, if their alpha just died and their pack is now under new leadership, not worrying about where to eat breakfast.”

Her icy eyes meet mine and she raises a single pale eyebrow.

“Eavesdropping on conversations, alpha?”

The way she says alpha is like a challenge and I feel my blood heating.

“Hard not to when you’re the only one here who looks like she doesn’t give a damn.”

One side of her plump lips tilts up in a smirk. I like it way too much.

“Well, alpha-” there’s that tone again “-as long as you don’t act like a complete moron, there should be nothing to worry about, right?” 

She cuts off the mindlink and I’m left wondering if I’ve just lost the first battle in this war between us.