The Alpha's Fight

Chapter 1 - It All Started With A Glance

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This book is a stand alone story but will contain spoilers to The Wanted Alpha and His Mute Luna (only available on Dreame)

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There is being aware you may be different from others around you and then there's knowing.

Accepting was a whole other issue, one that I was still struggling with even at the age of 18.

The first time I became aware I was different was when I spotted a mess of dark blond curls and a pair of hazel eyes. No-one had ever caught my attention like him before. Taylor Forrester. I was 13 and he was 11 and he had just attended my middle school.

Knowing I was different came as I got older. While the other boys were looking at and talking about girls, I found myself wondering what the appeal was. I just didn't get it. And then, when it came to gym class, I found myself struggling around the other boys getting changed. Seeing them half naked, their chest, their arms...their everything...made my own clothing that I had yet to change out of uncomfortable and the 'situation' their nakedness inspired was embarrassing to hide and cover up. And yet again it was when I spotted that same mess of blond curls that had things jumping to attention instantly. Before, he just intrigued me, but now we were older and in high school together, it was more than that. This that I felt was more than just me being aroused by a guy.

These feelings I had weren't just pointless to pursue, they were dangerous.

Monkshood Moon pack was not a place that one could be open with things like this...and if my father ever knew...I wasn't quite sure what he would do. To anyone else, I knew what would happen. But I was his only heir to his Alpha title. If he executed me like he did others, he would have no one to hand the title to, which in a way gave me some security. If I was ever caught, though. What would happen to that person? If I was ever caught looking at Taylor the way I did...what would happen to him?

A knock to my shoulder brought me out of my head.

'Stop,' Scott warned through mind-link, as he snapped my attention back to reality and away from my secret crush.

He wasn't forcing me to stop something he found wrong or disgusting. He was warning me that I could be seen by others. He was one of the few that knew about me, the real me. My closest friend and future Gamma.

It wasn't often I spotted younger students on this side of the school campus. Many of the seniors had either shifted already or were about to, so it was common in werewolf schools for seniors to have a separate campus from the younger unshifted students. New wolves gave rise to a whole host of new hormones which could make mood swings a nightmare to deal with. So to see Taylor so close by had caught me by surprise and I couldn't help my eyes following his figure.

I swapped the books out that I still clung onto when I had become distracted by the sweet blond boy and I slammed the locker door closed. I couldn't help stealing another quick glance in Taylor's direction as he walked away, carrying a large box with a teacher. It looked too big for him and all I wanted to do was run after him and help.

'Come on, before you think about running after him like a colossal idiot,' Scott mind-linked, punching my arm and guessing exactly what was flitting through my brain.

'No, I wasn't!' I exclaimed, feeling a little heat creep into my neck knowing full well I had been caught.

'I can physically smell your bullshit, Hunter,' he deadpanned, pulling me to geography class.

Even though Scott had been raised like myself, that we should hate and punish anything slightly homosexual, or offensive relationships, as my father called it, he didn't. He was a little weird and confused at first, but it wasn't like I was any different at the time; I wasn't much better now. My sexuality still confused me and sometimes I still hated myself for it, wishing I didn't have to deal with all these strange feelings for another boy, another boy that would probably never see me like I saw him. Scott had caught me staring at Taylor once and, as he put it, I literally had hearts popping around my head, that's how he knew. Taylor had just joined our high school as I was starting my junior year, so our paths crossed a little more than they did now. And not once, despite him being straight, had he ever made me feel like I had to hide that part of myself from him like I had to with the rest of the world.