The Love of an Alpha

Chapter Five

Aiden's POV

     I have never slept better in my life. Waking up to being in Harper's arms was the best thing in the world. I felt safe. I saw that Noah was still asleep, but as soon as I moved Harper's eyes popped open.

     "Hi," I croaked, my voice rough with sleep and left over tears.

     Harper raised her hand toward my face and for one instant I remembered my father's slap and flinched. Harper paused, took a deep breath, and gently places her hand on my cheek.

     I felt so guilty. After everything that she had done for us, I made her feel sad. I placed my hand on the back of hers to keep it on my cheek as I leaned my face into it. The tingles were back. I think that I was so scared from my dream last night that I didn't even notice them.

     "Why do I feel so... safe around you? Like I've known you all of my life instead of one day? Why do I feel sparks whenever we touch?" I fired all of these questions at her. I was so confused. I had never felt like this before.

     About that time Noah started to wake up. Harper, seeing this, leaned over and kissed his forehead as she had done last night. His eyes popped open with a gasp at the sparks. Seeing her hand still on my cheek, his eyes widened some more.

Harper's POV

     "Like I said yesterday, I will answer all of your questions, but not right now. We are going to get you some more clothes, go down to the station to make a statement, and we'll get lunch while we are out. After that we will come back here to relax a little bit. Then we will sit down and talk," I told them, not really giving them a choice.

     They nodded, making my wolf purr. We were an extremely dominant species, but my wolf was even more so.

     When I had first received the title of Alpha after my family had died, everyone tried to get me to find my mate, so that they would have a 'real' alpha. My wolf didn't like that one bit, so she let out the most ferocious roar imaginable, that even caused the visiting Alphas to submit to. We were a force to be reckoned with and we never heard another word about needing a mate again.

     Having my mates be so passive and submissive was making my wolf jump for joy. They weren't lifeless, with no mind of their own, but they didn't argue with me needlessly. They accepted that I wasn't going to hurt them and that I would protect them. Having them find comfort in me last night was amazing, but I didn't know if my wolf would let me sleep without them now that I knew how it felt to have them in my arms.

     On the bright side, I probably wouldn't even have to broach the subject. My mates would likely come to me seeing as the mate bond was already affecting them. They could feel the sparks and they were getting more intense as time went on. I was starting to feel some of their emotions and they were becoming more in tune with me. Pretty soon, the heat would strike and I would either have to mark them or they would be in immense pain.

     Usually it is the female wolf that goes through heat after they meet their mate, but in the case of having a human mate, the human always goes through the heat. Humans have no way of satisfying a wolf in heat. Heat doesn't necessarily mean sex. Going through heat only requires the marking of your mate. Or in my case, mates. Sex just normally comes afterward, because the mates cannot control themselves.

     When a wolf goes through heat, there is just a little bit of pain and sensitivity until they are marked. But with a human, they don't handle it the same way. The pain is intensified. They undergo a heat that has been compared to a bath of fire. This heat also comes in the form of a fever which will sometimes produce hallucinations. Of course, the need to be marked will outweigh everything else. Once they are marked, there are very few who do not complete the mating process entirely.

     I have to explain what this means to my boys before they go through the heat. If we catch it early and I mark them before it totally sets in, then we can avoid it altogether. I can't stand for my boys to be in pain. I just hope what I tell them won't make them hate me.

Noah's POV

     Harper told us what we were going to be doing today and she assured us that she would answer all of our questions tonight. Since we weren't going to get any answers right now, we let it go. Harper moved to get up, but we didn't want to let her go.

     I shot Aiden a look and I knew we were on the same page. He grabbed one arm and I grabbed the other and we both leaned back against the bed at the same time, taking Harper with us.

     "Come on, guys. I need to take a shower and take care of some business before we leave," As soon as I heard her tinkling laugh, I knew I was a goner. If I hadn't fallen for this girl already, then I was well on my way.

     She had befriended us right off the bat. She called bullshit on our lies. She even got us away from our parents painlessly. She comforted us in a way we had never had before. She cared about us and she didn't even know us.

     "Alright, you leave me no choice," she said with a wicked grin. Before we could say, "Oh-no." She had gotten free us our hold and pinned both of us down.

     Don't ask me how. All I knew was that one second I was holding her down and the next she has both of my arms pinned over my head with one hand and Aiden was in the same predicament. She was straddling both of our waists, which wasn't hard to do considering that we were never given money to feed ourselves. We were lucky to get one meal a week. The rest of the time, we had to dumpster dive in order to survive.

     "Now. Are you going to behave yourselves? Or am I going to have to tickle you until you beg for mercy?" She grinned again as she considered our choice.

     "I don't know. Are you going to stay with us? Or are you going to try and leave again?" I countered, immediately regretting my words.

     She released Aiden's hands after sending him a look that said, "You move, you die." He didn't move.

     Then she proceeded to find the one spot on my body where I was the most ticklish. My ribs directly under my armpit. She tickled with precision allowing for optimum tingles and laughter. I was crying by the time she stopped.

     "Okay, okay! I give. I'll behave!" I tried to get her off of me before she could try and tickle me again.

     She turned to Aiden, "What about you?"

     He immediately tensed, "What about me? I'm just laying here minding my own business," he said and then he began to whistle in the cheesiest way.

     She laughed which was his goal. "Okay. Now that we have that out of the way. I'm going to grab a quick shower and get some work done. You guys take your time showering and pick out your clothes. When you're done, My office is across the hall, the third door to the left. You can't miss it."

     We agreed, not wanting to be tickled to death. Aiden and I picked out our clothes and got into the shower. He had to help me pull out a bench in the shower to sit on, because of my leg. I was sure at this point that it was broken at least partway. 

     Before we do any shopping, I had better tell Harper about my leg.