Her Blue-eyed Alpha

The Tour

Helloooo!!! Sorry this took so long :(

Alessandra's pov

      Oh god oh god oh god... Not only is the wolf who chased me down seriously pissed but she also happens to be the alpha's daughter, the only thing that can make this worse is if she was next in line to take over which is highly unlikely since the first born son is to take position of alpha so that would be her brother but in my situation as an only child I'll take over as alpha which is kind of stressful but exciting at the same time. You take over as alpha when you turn 24 which I will in a few months, most people are beyond excited when they become alpha but I'm fucking scared, when you become alpha you most likely already have a mate by your side but I don't...I can't do it alone.

"Alessandra? You still with us" Anael I believe her name was, asks me

"Huh? Oh yes, it's nice to meet you as well" I hold out a hand for her to shake, the moment she takes my hand I feel a spark, the type that brings chills to your spine. Have you ever climbed up one of those metal slides at the park and when you tried to go back down it shocked you? Yeah well that's the kind of spark it was, it wasn't bad enough to distract me from how incredibly soft her hands were, they were like baby bottom type soft.

     Normally when someone works with their hands a lot which I can tell she does they develop calluses but being a werewolf comes with rapid healing which means we can't develop them so our hands stay smooth but Anael's was a different type of smooth, almost godly.

     I look up at her, she's about 4 inches taller than me with short brown curly hair and I can see a glimpse of an undercut, her eyes are a dark brown that vividly reminds me of the forest but not the leaves or the grass instead they resemble the bark of the trees. People say the eyes are the window to the soul and that may very well be true but when I look into hers I see a library, an old victorian library, the type of library I would sit in front of a fireplace with a cup of tea and a good romance novel in.

      Her skin is fair and blemish free, her shoulders broad and her arms strong though not big, her chest almost as flat as her torso, I'm almost certain she's hiding a sleeper build. Her voice was a little deep with a hint of femininity that if I didn't catch I would highly doubt she was a female. I want you to picture perfectly warm tea with honey and lemon on a cold winter day or the creamiest of ice creams on a hot summer day sliding down your throat and the relief it brings, now I want you to picture that as a voice... You got it? Good, that's what her voice sounds like. She smells heavenly, like better than anything I've ever smelt. When she says my name it rolls off her tongue as water rolls off satin.

     And her name...Anael...The grace of god

"Al, Al! I feel something" Bella howls in my head

"You feel what?" I shake my head

"I don't know, maybe she's our mate?"

"Don't you think if she was we'd feel it?"

"I- Yeah...What if it's just delayed"

"I doubt it, what would cause a delay?"

"But-"

     I'm pulled from my conversation with Bella as someone starts speaking

"Great, We're all acquainted, can I go now?" Anael's twin grumbled, I didn't catch his name I wasn't really listening

"Stop being a child, Atlas. Stop complaining and stand up straight" Adonis growls at him causing to immediately shut it and straighten up

Anael sighs, seems like this has happened before