Romans & histoires The Alpha's Flower

“It has the sweetest scent. Like vanilla and honey and warm summer nights. People come from miles just to find it.” I stared at her, wide-eyed. She knew the name of a flower most wolves would call “that ugly purple thing.” She knew its cycle, its scent, its description. She was Smart and curious Always noticing the details others missed. She straightened, brushing dirt from her fingers, and met my gaze. The playfulness faded into something quieter. I cleared my throat. The rose in my hand suddenly felt ridiculous, but I held it out anyway. “How do you feel about accepting me?” I asked. “Officially. As your Alpha. As your mate.”

I’m standing in a meadow, surrounded by the prettiest, most vibrant wildflowers I can find—deep purple bells, tiny white starbursts, and bold patches of fiery red. I start moving, carefully plucking the best blooms, imagining them in a chaotic, lovely bouquet. "Would she even like flowers, you fool?" Skye, my Alpha wolf who occupies the same space in my mind as the darkness, asks with his usual dry skepticism. He’s the only voice I actually want to hear up there.

He lowers his head as a sign of remorse and repentance, appeasing the elderly woman to continue torturing him with what the world demands of him. "A flower has to stay clear of any alpha that is not his mate- Male or female... Don't be fooled by the females; you'd be surprised at how shameless and cruel they are." The woman edged her eyes. By the smirk on her face, Arlen wondered if a female alpha ever did her dirty.

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

We both turned to it and the White Crown Alpha, as charming as ever, was standing before us, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Immediately, Elena broke into the smile of a sixteen year old. ‘As you wouldn’t. What’s that?’ The Alpha strode forward calmly and placed the flowers on his wife’s lap. ‘I picked them up on my way here from the manor. I heard they would make a woman’s heart skip a beat.’ Elena was already admiring the vibrant yellow and purple petals, taking a good whiff of the sweet scent. Fruity? I’ve never seen those flowers before.

I was born and raised in the packhouse and I hadn't seen a lot while growing up, I was always working all the time. The only flowers I had seen before were the wild ones growing in the forest surrounding our pack territory. And that was only when Luna Ivory forced me to go get some things for her. So I couldn't hold myself back from admiring the flowers I saw here. Unfortunately for me, I forgot my identity while being lost in my fascination. The men who had gotten out of the car with me exchanged confused looks, I could hear them talking behind me. " why is an Alpha being taken by flowers? This is so embarrassing and shameful. Now I can really confirm that he is an omega, no Alpha would do

All I wanted to do was have a lay down but I had to find Lilith and together we would greet the arriving Alphas. ***** “Afternoon I’m Alpha Mykel and this is my mate, Luna Lilith” “Such a stunning young woman, sorry I tend to blab I’m Luna Ruth and this is my husband, Alpha Raymond. Love this is Alpha Mykel and Luna Lilith” I couldn’t help but chuckle as she waved her husband over.

“If you want to talk about it, you know where to find me, Briar was just like you…Alpha.” Alpha? She knows who I am?

This is off to a great start. “Well, this is slightly embarrassing” Levi responds with a nervous laugh. I run my hand down the front of my face. Waves of anger, frustration and embarrassment run through me. I don’t normally have to try too hard if I was ever interested in a she-wolf. As soon as they feel the Alpha Aura they are practically throwing their panties at you and begging to be your Luna. So, to say I have little to no game wouldn’t be an understatement except now I’ve just rocked up to somewhere I thought I was invited but wasn’t, smashed a guy’s face into a wall like a Neanderthal and I’m not even the one she is interested in. This is just fucking peachy.

“I fell sick and was unable to attend.” “Well, now you can pay your respect.” Gavin silently agreed. His eyes settled on the stone again, his view on it now different now that he knows its purpose. His eyes fall on the flowers surrounding it. The flowers are admittedly beautiful, but why? “Aster,” the alpha suddenly spoke again. “Sorry?” Gavin asked, confused. “That’s the name of the purple flower,” the alpha supplied. “You wanted to know why it’s chosen?” did Gavin say that out loud?