Alpha Omega

Fireheart

Dominic P.O.V

My mate hates me. 

Those are the four words that have been running through my mind since I left the Pack house. I never prepared myself for someone like her. Any time Ty and I talked about our mate, it was always a case of whether we'd want her, not if she'd want us! But, how could we be mated to such an obnoxious, bratty little Omega?  I can see our lives so clearly. The minute we try to complete the mate bond, Ty and I would either break her or she'd probably try to bite our junk off for getting it anywhere close to her. 

Not to mention her behavior in front of my father and the court. There is no way the Blood Moon Pack will accept her as Luna and there is no way the Packs will accept her as Queen. 

"We should reject her." I say to Ty. 

I was laying on my back lifting weights. Ty's offer to spot for me drew attention like a lighthouse. Ordinarily, I wouldn't need a spotter, but I agreed without even thinking about it. Already, my mate is affecting my concentration in simple daily drills that most humans could do easily. I see it as further evidence that we need to reject her if the mere thought of her after one conversation and a steamy kiss is putting me in danger of inanimate objects such as weights. I don't even want to imagine what kind of 'distractions' she might cause in the future that might stop me from focusing. What if next time it's not weights but a rival pack? 

Ty looks down, fury burning in his eyes, before walking out. Groaning, I dump the bar, snatching a towel as I follow his silent command. By the time I catch up to him, he's already crossed the fields and hit the tree line. We keep a fast pace before he abruptly spins to me. 

I brace myself for an argument, but all he does is glare at me, arms crossed. I know he's waiting for me to convince him, which is more compliance than I'd expected from my hot-headed twin. 

"She's a distraction." Plain and simple, even his thick head should be able to conprehend that. 

"Everyone's mate is a distraction. Mother brings father away from work all the time. Whether we mate with Kiya or any other chic, she is going to be a distraction." He sounds more like he's listing facts than actually arguing with me. It's the most cold-hearted I've ever seen him, but he sounds like he's been giving this as much thought as I have, and that he's come to the same conclusion. 

"Yes, but Kiya can't be OUR mate. The Luna is the support system for the Alpha as much as the Alpha is the support system and leader of the pack. We can't be good Alpha's if we don't have a good Luna." 

He nods seriously, thinking over my words before responding carefully, "You and I both know that Kiya just isn't that type of wolf, not like our mother or any of the Luna's I've ever met. If she does have a caring bone in her body, she sure as hell isn't going to be sharing that with us. But, there are two of us. Maybe, the Moon chose her for a reason. Mates are chosen because their souls complete each other. Maybe Luna's are all caring and supportive because that's what most Alpha's need, but because there is two of us, we don't need the extra support.  Maybe the Moon decided we need...hell I don't know. A mouthy little anger management case." He breaks his stance, rubbing his hand down the side of his face. 

I know exactly how he's feeling. I'd never even considered rejecting my mate before today. I'd hoped to find her maybe later in life. I mean, we're all still young, yet now we've met our soulmate. It's like getting married at 18, but more binding because the connection literally lingers in our souls. I'm 21 years old! I don't necessarily want to be tied down to the same chic for the rest of my life. 

Yet, just thinking about her brings on a wave of emotions that makes me wonder how any other girl could even compete. If she weren't my mate, I don't know how I'd have reacted to her sharp tongue and even sharper beauty. She's the type of person you instantly love or hate, and I'm stuck in the middle ground. Maybe, if I weren't going to be King, If I weren't an alpha, I might have had a chance. A chance to pursue her for myself, a chance of her not hating me on sight because of where I stand in the pack. But, I have to think about these things. I don't have the time to convince her to like me, and I don't have the luxury of picking whoever I want. I need someone strong, someone kind, I need a Luna. Kiya burns brighter than anyone I've ever met, and it draws me in even though I know I'll be burned. The pack needs a steady rock to rely on, not a flame that'll burn the pack to the ground. 

I suck in air, "She's not good for the pack. She already hates us. If we don't reject her, she will reject us. It's going to happen regardless. Besides, the pack needs a Luna, not an Omega." 

I watch as Ty squats low to the ground, linking his fingers behind his head. After a minute, he looks up at me. I can see the struggle in his blue eyes. He wants her, wants to figure out this puzzle we've been given, wants to overcome the challenge she has presented to us. But at the same time, he knows that the Luna can't be considered a challenge, a puzzle. The Luna is the one who keeps the Alpha sane. While the entire pack looks to the Alpha for strength, he/she looks to the Luna. Without someone to lean on, the Alpha can't be a good leader. It's what has made Ty and I strong. We have each other. It's also why we'll share a mate, because we need to be together, sharing our responsibilities and priorities. Sharing a mate will keep us unified rather than us both running off to different girls who might try to steer us in different directions. It's one of the things that is supose to help us share a job meant for only one person. As Alphas, we'll need to work in perfect tandem, and our mate will help us thorugh the rouger parts.

I know Ty feels the same way I do. Kiya isn't a Luna. She's already driving us crazy with her tongue (Words and Kisses) and we've known her a day. If we pursue her, she'll challenge us, sure, and it might be fun, but we already get enough challenges from our pack members and rival Alphas. We don't need to be at war in public and private.

Ty turns his face back to the ground, nodding. "I want her. So badly. But she isn't a Luna."

With a deep breath, he stands back up straight, shoulders back, "Let's do it now. No need to drag this out." 

He marches past me, back to the pack house, back to our mate. I feel my stomach drop when the massive arches of the roof come into view. Somewhere inside that house is our beautiful mate. Possibly the most beautiful and entrancing creature I'll ever know, and yet here I am, about to reject her. 

I'd just broken the tree line when I smelt her. I followed my nose, watching her sprint across the field. I was mesmerized by the sight of her long legs moving, her face a mask of concentration, her focus solely on what's ahead of her. I must say, I was impressed by how fast she moved. But when she hit the trees, that feeling turned to dread when I realized what was happening. I growled, taking off to the place I last saw her, Tyron on my heels. 

We followed her trail. Again, the fact that she could outrun two Zeta wolves was impressive, but she wouldn't be able to for long. After all, this is our mate we're chasing, and everyone knows wolves love to hunt. 

Authors Note: 

Ok so, My stupid computer isn't agreeing with me so Imma doing this the long way because it's way overdue. I've been wanting to dedicate at least one of my chapters to Jodz because ur like, awesome, and always vote and encourage me and are like, 50% of the reason why I haven't scrapped this story.  I finally figured out how to dedicate my chapters to people and it says you can't until the part has been published and, well, you've probably already liked and read it which is exactly why you're my biggest supporter.  Thanks J