Drugged

Chapter 2 • The Kallen Pack

Walking through the plain white hallways with warm yellow lights illuminating it. Many portraits and famous painting hang alongside the walls, showcasing the Kallen Pack's Alpha monarchy and our obvious wealth.

It's not much to say that I was raised well off, with a loving mother and father and even a little brother. I was raised in this house and yet I don't know the layout of half of it due to it's sheer size. It was interesting to say the least. Sometimes I felt like a regular kid, playing with toys and going out with my family to amusements parks and such, but other times I knew I was different, even at a young age.

I didn't go to school like the other kids, instead I was tutored and taught what my parents wanted me to know. Friends were a luxury that I couldn't have because all my time was spent in preparation to become Alpha. It has helped me in my reign, but a lot of what  I know now is coming from experience.

As for my brother, he never had to worry about these things. He got to go school, have friends, and live a free life. I'm sometimes jealous of him to be honest, but he's told me that he feels the same way. We were always compared to eachother, competing to be the best of the best, but there was no point in it when our roles in life are different.

Right now, my brother, Alec Collier, is travelling across the world to experience different packs and their cultures. If he sees something that peaks his interest, he sends me a postcard about it. I enjoy receiving them, as they feel more personal than a text, especially from my brother. I have no hate towards him, even if we did struggle as children. Now, I just want him to do what I cannot, enjoy life.

As for my parents... my father passed away four years ago due to a chronic illness finally being too much to handle. That is why I became Alpha at the young age of 20, so my mother could grieve and be free from the responsibilities of running a pack all by herself. Now she lives her days by the ocean in a small cottage with a few cats and many friends nearby. I'm just glad that she can be happy now and she's not alone.

Then there's me, Xavion Collier. As previously mentioned, I've been Alpha of the Kallen Pack for four years. In those four years, I've had few problems, and the ones that did show up I handled swiftly. I've been praised by other packs, being called one of the best Alphas of the modern day. Some things I've accomplished is establishing good connections with other packs and helping those in need. I don't see it as much, because that's what I was taught my duties are as an Alpha.

My Beta is Aryan Fitzer, aged twenty. He may be quite young, but he's very good at his job. I found him while visiting a prestigious high school and he was studying economics in the library. Out of curiosity, I asked him what he would change about the pack and he did not hold back his thoughts. I was shocked that someone was talking to me in such a way, but I enjoyed his honestly and his ideas were valid. After some tests made up by yours truly and training from the pack's guards, I hired him as my Beta and out went the old.

The previous Beta family was kicked out of their position after I found out they were not helping the pack members and only focusing on the higher class's issues. They did not steal nor directly hurt others, so I did not exile them, but they may not return to an official position till the next generation.

My Gamma, Quinn Davidson, is in her late fifties as has had that position for about twenty years. Despite the previous Beta, she did her best to help those in need and consistently goes out to volunteer on her off hours. I see no point in replacing what doesn't need replaced. Plus, she's practically a second mother to me and gives me a homemade meal every so often when she makes too much. She's such a wholesome person.

Finally, there's my fiancé, Delilah Von Winters. She's the light of my life and I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with her. We met at my coronation ball when she was a server serving alcoholic beverages out. Funnily enough, she managed to get drunk and proclamate that she thought I was handsome and I should quote "get a fucking girlfriend because I'm drop dead gorgeous". My previously upset mood, due to my father's passing, was made a little better in that instance. I invited her to sleep in the guest bedroom and she refused, but passed out immediantly afterwards so I took the opportunity to carry her there. It got me away from the party and I got to spend time with an interesting girl.

Once I tucked her in bed, she gruggily woke up and grabbing my arm, asking if I wanted to watch a movie with her. The rest of the night, I got to relax and watch movies with a drunk server girl while getting wasted myself. The next morning we both woke up on the bed, completely clothed and slightly confused. She was extremely embarrassed, but I assured her that she made my night better. That was the beginning of our relationship, a little love story.

Now I have to go tell Delilah that I'm leaving for an unknown amount of time due an influx of pack members dying. She's bound to worry her little head off once I tell her.

Approaching the door to our room, I carefully open the door, poking my head around it. I see some light brown hair poking out from under the thick comforter, guess she decided to take a mid-day nap. Walking over to the side of the bed, I take a seat and gently run my fingers through her hair. It's so soft, like a bunny's tail.

Looking next to her, I see a book and pick it up. 'To Be Mated' is the title, huh. Flipping over to the back of the book, I quickly read over the synopsis.

'A lonely Luna meets another pack's Beta at a bar. There, they smelt their favorite scents and followed it, only to find eachother at the end of the trails. To their surprise, they found their mate. In this rare tale of love, the lost art of mates is found in the modern day city.'

Of course, a sappy and unrealistic romance. Nobody finds their mate anymore, the population just grew far too big. As long as I don't have to listen about it, I don't care.

Some light grumbling catches my attention and I look back at my soon-to-be wife and see her shifting around to face me. "Good morning beautiful," I smile, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek. She shies away, hiding her face under the blanket.

I smirk and roll over so I'm hovering over her, only by a few inches. Delilah pokes her head out from under the covers and looks up at me, only to blush lightly. I quickly take this opportunity to give her a kiss. Right before I pull away she reaches her arms out and wraps them around my neck.

Biting her lower lip, I pull away and give her another kiss on the cheek, remembering what I came here for. As much as id love to continue, Im on a time limit. She pouts as I lay down next to her and she scoots over into my arms and lays her head on my chest.

"That was one way to wake me up," Delilah says with a smile, closing her eyes as her arms are wrapped around me.

"I wish I could've continued, but I have to get going soon," I say, groaning.

She opens her eyes and looks back at me, tilting her head slightly, "Where are you going babe?" She asks, her blue eyes standing out from the natural light coming through the window.

I shrug, "I'm going to be honest, I'm not sure yet. There's something going on in the pack and I have to go to the National Investigation Bureau today with Beta Aryan," I reply, feeling unsure if I should tell her everything. She will worry about me if I do and insist that she go, but the last thing I want to happen if for her to get injured.

Delilah gets up, her hands placed beside my head, "What's going on?" She asks, sounding very concerned now, "Please tell me."

Shaking my head, "It's okay babe, I got a handle on this. Please just stay here with Gamma Quinn and see if she needs any assistance," I smile, sitting up. I reach up and place my hand on her cheek, "I'm leaving within the next hour, but I'll be back as soon as I can."

Delilah groans and flops back down onto me, "Fine, but you better text me everyday," she pouts, gripping onto my shirt, "and just please, be safe."

"Of course, I love you," I smile.

"I love you too," Delilah says, giving me a final kiss.