Her Alpha

Chapter 9 - Problem Solved... Not.

ALEXIS’S P.O.V.

I made a decision as the plane took off. I wasn’t going to let the situation with Brad influence in any way the search I had ahead of me. Luna, of course, approved it. She thought I had taken way too long to finish things between us. I didn’t blame her. He had been my best friend, not hers.

The boredom I felt because of having to sit still and stay in my seat, especially after spending the whole week managing the pack, with my adrenaline levels high all the time, made me fall asleep. I woke up to see the marvellous tone of blue of the Mediterranean Sea out the window.

While planning the trip, we had agreed that the best place to start the search would be in Greece. There was no real reason for that, actually. It just felt right that I should start where our kind had started, so much time before. So, there I was. It was in Greece that I started my restless search through Europe. I put all the excitement I could muster up in that search, using it as my escape route to all the problems I had left at home.

--50 Countries Later (a/n: I made it clear she was fast. REALLY fast.)--

*This is getting boring, you know. I don’t mind searching for our mate all around the world, but I’d think we would’ve gotten used to finding only disappointment everywhere we go.*I couldn’t help but agree with her in every aspect. *Yeah, it started to get a bit depressive after we ran through Europe and didn’t find the slightest trace of what we’re looking for.*

One month. It had been a month since I had left to find my mate. All that time, the only thoughts I could hear clearly from my pack had belonged to Derek, Peter and Kate. The others were just too confusing to focus on. It was like a malfunctioning radio or something. Luna and I had reached an agreement about our mate definitely not living in Europe the night before, so I was sitting in an airplane, going back to America. I wasn’t going home, though. Not until my mate was with me.

A bunch of hours later, once again I woke up to realize we were touching down. I sleepily grabbed my stuff and left the airport, the only thing in my mind being find a hotel and get a good night – and probably half the next day – of sleep. That time Luna didn’t seem to agree, though. She was alert as soon as we stepped out of the building. *Al!* het tone alone made me snap out of my reverie. *I hadn’t realized when we left, but… now we’re back, I can feel that we’re closer to him. I’m positive he’s in America. And I’m almost sure he’s in the NORTH!*

I actually woke up then, my excitement rising to match hers. *Do you think he’s here? As in… here, in this town?* I was about to start jumping up and down like a retard just at the thought of being that close to my mate. *No, I… I don’t think he’s here. But I can feel he’s close. I know we’ll find him yet this week!* so much for searching for a bed. There was no way I was going to be able to sleep in that mood.

*Oh, what the hell. We can sleep tomorrow. Where to, guide with super wolf senses?* I laughed at my own stupid joke, earning a few weird sideways glances. Not that I cared. *Hm… North West, I think. More West than North, though.* I frowned. *North?! You reckon there’s people living up NORTHEN Canada?* *Not really, Al, but I don’t know… I just feel that’s the right way to go.* I could feel her annoyance and confusion, mirrored by my own. One way or the other, I started heading the way she had pointed out.

Three days and nineteen cities later, we still hadn’t found him. I was already starting to get depressed again. We had been heading each other the control of our human form since that first night. I was just dozing off in the back of my own mind while she controlled my body, when she froze. I immediately woke up, getting ready to trigger the shift at the first sign that we were under attack. *Al, I…* her thoughts were so confused and out of focus that I knew it couldn’t be an attack. *I think he’s here… in this town…*