The Dark Wolf

Not-So-Young Alpha

"Welcome!" A familiar voice shouted "I'm glad everyone could make it! I hope you're having a good time and are getting along. I know our pack has been separated since my father died. But! I intend on bringing us together and making us whole again! It's what my father would have wanted.." The pack murmured in agreement, slightly sad at the former alpha being brought up.
After everyone had settled and sat in their seats and ate. I sat alone at my small table remembering the anger and sorrow I felt 8 years to this day. A striking scent wafts towards my nose and a voice yells out "Hello again!". Caught off guard I jumped and my seat and the man laughed. I look up to see the not-so-young alpha in front of me, I blush profusely as I look up at his now chiseled features and pure aura around him.
He waited for a moment and I nodded back at him hello. He smiled and sat down at my table. An awkward silence washed over me, suddenly he spoke "Are you 18 yet? Have you had your heat?". My face turned beet red and I nodded yes.
Ezekiel smiled broadly and put his hands together excitedly. He enthusiastically yelled out, "S-So does that mean you can smell me!"
I nodded as he smiled even more. "We're mates! I knew from when I first met you that-" he paused "That night".
A moment of silence between us before I spoke up "So what does this mean for us?".
He looked up into my eyes and said "A date? This weekend at the Pack Gardens."
I blushed and said, "I'd love to."
The party ended cheerfully as everyone slowly headed out of the ballroom. I said my goodbyes to my friends then made my way to my mate, the alpha. He immediately turned my way and patted me on the head. I smile back and kiss him on the cheek goodbye.