Tracking My Alpha

I’m Veronica Caspo, Alpha heir and the princess to the Silver Moon pack.  Raised by Omega Carol who had a pup the same age, Angel, who I loved and was my best friend until I was 11.  That all ended when I found my father was also hers.  My mother was a woman that lived for her position and wealth, her only motherly instict was to reinforce her arrogant, egotistical and materialistic beliefs within me.  The change that morphed within me was only shown to my father’s illegitimate spawn.  She didn’t deserve what I did to her, but I was a child then.  When she ran away from our pack and couldn’t be found, I was devasted, so was my father and the woman that I truly loved as my mother, the Omega that raised me, Carol, my father’s true fated mate.

I was sent to the Alpha Academy as all heirs are, to learn how to lead, act, and study everything from simple economics to all out warfare.  The supernatural world is vast yet mostly still hidden from humans for centuries, but all that’s changing because of our Alpha King, as his forefathers before him, is leading the way to world coexistence.  There are countries already that accept and embrace us, but there are those that hunt us, believe we are monsters, which should be destroyed. 

This isn’t about what I’ve done or the impending war that lurks over our own heads, it’s about the man I fell for, the man that stole my heart without trying and the one that would cause me and my wolf to go nearly feral trying to track him down.  I met him on my first day at the Alpha Academy, Beta Bastien, he was older, but dear goddess he was sex of legs and sent shivers down my spine with just a glance.  As I lay there bruised, with blood coming out of my busted lip heavily gasping for air, a harsh voice echoes "get up trainee, Alpha heirs don't lay on their backs panting like their having a wet dream, get your ass up," Beta Bastien orders.  I sat up and wipe at my lip, glaring at him, "I'm up and I moan, not pant," I smirked at him mischievously as I stood on shaky legs.  I stepped back and heard a few of my classmates giggle to my response.  Beta Bastien crossed his arms against his chest, "so I've been schooled now of your intimate behavior, noted!" he nodded at me as a faint smile crossed his stone features.  "That's enough for today ladies, go rest and do whatever you want till dinner, you're all on patrol tonight so I suggest rest and not doing your nails," he scoffed. 

At 7pm we went to our stations for patrol, we were paired up with wolves who can shift, since were all under 18, lucky me I got Beta Bastien, "looks like you got lucky tonight," he said nonchalantly as we started walking through the territory. 

"If you say so," I shrugged as I looked around the area for any signs of danger. 

He chuckled lowly, "well let’s get moving, keep your eyes peeled and we'll do a jog to where we can see better," I nodded, as he took off running.  

I caught up to him, "I thought you said jog, not sprint," I said breathing heavily trying to keep up with his pace. 

He turned his head slightly and grinned, "this is my jog Babygirl, if I run, you'll be standing here all by yourself and I'll be waiting for an hour for you to finally catch up with me."

My eyes widened at him, did he just fucking call me Babygirl, I'm an Alpha heir, oh game on "seriously, you think I can't keep up with you old man," I smirked.  The look of indignation on his face was priceless, yea I just called you out. 

"That'll teach him, give him hell."  I stopped dead in my tracks and looked around frantically trying to find the voice that just spoke to me.  "No, no keep moving, I'm with you now." 

"Who is talking in my head, tell me right now." 

"Veronica, calm yourself, I'm your wolf Jasmine, keep running I'll give you a little more power." 

I smiled inwardly, "Jasmine, that's a beautiful name."  I heard a laugh up ahead of me, as I looked and saw Beta Bastien full speed running off into the distance.  "Fuck" I shouted out and started running.

Jasmine chuckled in my head, "nice ass on that Beta, I'm going to speed you up, I want to see the whole package," she sent a surge of energy through my body and my legs took off. 

I watched his face as we sped by him, turned and ran backwards in front of him, "wiped that smug look off your face didn't I," I chucked as I turned and ran out in front of him, "eat my dust old man," I cackled.

Training was harder, we were all being trained for the war, to fight in it, be the generation that brought our kind the freedom we were entitled too, but we also had to relax, have fun and let loose.  My friend Rochelle, she saw what I didn’t and was determined to help me along, she rolled up onto me from behind on the dance floor and was seductively danced with me as she whispered in my ear, "seems someone is smitten with you kitten," I turned and faced her, she nodded her head to the left and mouthed, "Beta Bastien."  My eyes widened at her, she grabbed my hips and spun me in his direction and whispered in my ear, “seems you could get lucky tonight if you played your game right."  I turned, squinting my eyes, "what exactly do you mean,"  She smiled widely, "go talk to him and find out exactly!" She grabbed my hand and walked us both over to Beta Bastien.   She smiled at me, "I'll be right back, stay here and wait for me ok," she pushed me a little towards him and planted me between his legs nicely, she whispered in my ear "game on."  I blushed as I turned my head and stared into his gorgeous green eyes, his black hair was messy with some random strands falling into his face, his lips were plump and very kissable.  Jasmine purred, "kiss them now, do it.” 

He smiled, "nice dress," his eyes roamed up and down my body, "Want to dance."

That night ended with a kiss that stole my breath away and my heart.