Hudson POV
"Hurry up and send the letter before it's your own blood littering the floor!" I yell at my beta Jackson. He scurries out of the room, holding a stack of papers.
"Sir, I believe your guests have arrived." Herry says quietly as he stands by the door.
"Yes, send them into the dining hall. I wish to speak with them... in private!" I demand as he nods and runs quickly out of the room.
I sit down again as I'm not to be bothered for a mere five minutes. The door closes on its own. I smile. I'm not scared of anything. Well... one thing scares me. Love. I couldn't love anyone, ever. I refuse to. If I ever meet my mate, I'll reject her immediately.
"Sir, the guests are waiting." Herry says as he stands by the door once again.
"Give me a moment in peace! I will be there and if they even think of messing up anything, these deer heads won't be the only things hanging!" I shout at Herry. His face pales as he runs towards the dining hall.
I stand and walk with high, honorable posture. The dining hall in view, I slam the doors open, earning the looks of four startled men.
"What do you want? The BloodMoon pack does not wish you here much longer!"
"Sir, Alpha, sir... the SilverMoon and FoulMoon pack wish for war." One man says quietly.
"War? They wish to fight against the most powerful pack in all of the world!?" I shout in discust.
"Yes sir, alpha, sir." He addressed with a bow of his head.
"Well go ahead then. Tell them I accept." I say sternly.
They all stand to walk out slowly. Each of them are highly aware of my presence.
"Go! Go now! Far away so I do not have to see any of your pitiful faces ever again!" I yelled as they all changed to wolf form and ran out the door, into the forest.
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My Alpha Mate
WerewolfHudson Rivers is the alpha of the BloodMoon pack. He is the most blood thirsty leader of them all. He's the most feared leader. Said to be unable to ever find a mate. But when Hudson suddenly smells the most delicious scent he's ever smelled during...