The Heartbroken Alpha✔

8

❝I'm little, but I'm coming for the crown, I'm little, but I'm coming for you.
I'm little but I'm coming for the title, Held by everyone who's up.❞

─Lorde

There are some pack members at the table. The place reserve for the alpha is empty and to the left is Andrew pushing his scramble eggs around with his fork. He does not look too happy. Hunter grabs two plates and hands me one. He grabs four pancakes and stacks them on his plate then he scoops up some scramble eggs onto his plate and lastly he grabs couple pieces of bacon. The food is set up as usual on a long table so that the pack can grab and go, like a buffet.

I grab a pancake and two pieces of bacon. Hunter stares at my plate and does not seem pleased. I grab the maple syrup and drench my pancake with it and he shrugs and walks to the beverage area. He starts making his coffee and I pour myself some orange juice. We then take our seats at the table I sit at the head of the table and Hunter sits in the omega's seat since I have yet to choose someone to fulfil that seat.

Andrew glares at his plate the second that Hunter sits across from him, he must not like him.

"Hey Andrew," I give him a small smile and his eyes snap up towards me as if he cannot believe that I was actually talking to him.

"Hello Alpha," he retorts and then starts playing with his food once again.

What bug crawled up his butt? My wolf seethes at him.

"Beta," I nod and turn away from him. Hunter is stirring his coffee and I grab my fork and cut off a piece of my pancake.

"Is there any business that anyone wants to address to your alpha?" Hunter says as he takes a sip of his coffee.

My eyebrows shoot up and I look at the rest of the pack members at the table. They are all staring at me when I notice that my fork is half ways to my mouth I drop it and stare back at them.

One of the elders clears their throats, "Alpha Blake what are we going to do about the young wolves shifted their not getting any training."

I clear my throat but notice that it is dry so I take a sip of my orange juice, "my beta was trained by my father and I believe that he would be perfect to teach them." My eyes go to Andrew and he nods his head without looking at me keeping his eyes on his plate.

A woman that I remember being good friends with my father speaks, "most of the pack is wondering why Alpha Hunter has made an appearance here?" I throw a glance over at Hunter and he looks at me telling me that he will answer that one.

"As you know I am also a fellow alpha, Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack. We are a couple miles off the south east border of your territory. My pack has been having some trouble with a pack of rogues roaming the area between our territories. I came here seeking help from your alpha. You see this pack is double the size of mine and they seem to picking us one by one. Last week a rogue killed one of my packs she wolf and now I am seeking revenge and I want my pack to have peace of mind."

I stare at him and I know that my father went to other pack seeking help and Hunter seems like a great ally to have. "We'll talk more about this later," he nods and everyone starts up their conversation as they eat.

I pick up a piece of bacon and chew on it as my eyes wander over the people at the table. Everyone in the pack is welcome to eat at the pack house but it seems as if only a fraction of them actually do. When my father was alive I remember having to wait to eat since the table was packed. Now there are some people scattered around. I finish up my bacon and my pancake does not catch my attention. Hunter is eating his scramble eggs since he already finished his pancakes.