The White Alpha

Hunter on the loose

Pulling into the driveway and shutting his truck off, Bobby stayed grounded to the seat. On the drive back home all he could think of were the what-ifs. What if he hadn't made it in time? He hadn't been in the woods at that time? The more he thought about it the angrier he got. But then the guilt would come rushing in. He killed a man. Had taken a life, when all his life he has just wanted to save them. Yet at the first threat to his family, he does this? Leaning back on the seat, Bobby took in a few deep breaths. The fear of losing control and shifting was getting to him.

Stumbling out of the truck, he fell to his knees. The burning in his chest was intensifying. With a low groan, he crawled rapidly toward the back of his truck. 'Calm down. Calm down.' With another burning wave, Bobby muffled the scream. Reaching into his pocket he fumbled with the phone. "Pick up. Pick up dammit."

'Bobby?'

"I-I can't control it."

'Where are you?'

"Home." He clenched at his chest, growling at his claws growing into him. "Hiding behind my truck."

'Okay, okay. Bobby think about something. Anything that makes you feel good. Your pack?'

"Not working!"

'Your team?'

He focused on the best moments with his team. The constant teasing between Chim and Hen. The arguing and pranks. Their family dinners. Sensing his wolf calming down, he exhaled only to let out a howl of pain and fall to his side. "No!"

'Your wife?!'

Bobby laid on his side thinking about Athena. After losing his family he never thought he'd get the opportunity for another. He didn't deserve the chance. Taking a deep breath, he let out a shaky breath at feeling the animal settle down. The pain washed over him as if it had never been there. "It worked."

'It appears your wife will be your saving grace.'

Hanging up on the wolf, he braced himself up against the truck. Losing control has become more and more frequent for him. Every little thing would set him off. Once he was sure he wouldn't wolf out on his wife, he grabbed his bag and walked into the house.

"Athena?"

"Kitchen."

Dropping the duffel bag by the door, he practically jumped over the stairs and rushed into the kitchen. His first action was to kneel next to her and pull her into a deep kiss, before hugging her tightly.

"What's going on?" She chuckled. "Not that I'm complaining."

Shaking his head, he hid his face in the crook of her neck. "I heard about the woods. I was worried."

She clicked her tongue. "It was nothing. I'm fine."

His eyes landed on the screen of her laptop. "Is that why you're searching up wolves?" Turning the laptop towards him, he raised his brow. "What are you looking for?"

Shaking her head she reached for her coffee mug. "Just trying to make sense of something."

"What?"

Staring into his blue eyes, she let out a long breath. "Okay, but don't you dare laugh at me."

Bobby chuckled raising his hand as an oath. "Scout honor."

"The wolf didn't attack me because I took the shot. Another wolf stopped it." She began. "Big black one. He killed the wolf and just like that completely ignored me. I know this sounds crazy, but I was surrounded by wolves. Yet they seemed to be..."