The Two Alphas

[5]

Theo

It has been roughly, I'd say two weeks since Victor and I got here. Just a few days ago, Victor called on his pack of rouges. Sadly, only about five members of his pack actually wanted to join the Crimson Reapers pack. Still, five is better than nothing. As for me, I strolled through the pack house in my wheelchair.

At first, the pack picked on me for being so weak. I mean, I'm an Alpha wolf without a wolf. Not only that, but I'm bound to a chair. If they ever did something, I wouldn't be able to do anything because of my legs. I made my way into the kitchen, wanting some apple juice or maybe some chocolate milk from the fridge. I got the fridge open, but to my displeasure both drinks I was thinking of getting was at the top.

"Seriously?" I groaned, and looked around the kitchen for anyone who'd get it for me. I caught site of the beta, Blake I think his name was. "Blake, can you come here for a minute?" He came up to me, holding a car magazine and mug of coffee at hand, "Are in need of any assistance Alpha Theo?"

"Yeah, I can't reach those." I said, pointing to the apple juice and chocolate milk, "You don't mind getting one of them for me, do you?"

"Not at all Alpha," he smiled, and reached for the chocolate milk as it was closer to him. He took it out of the fridge and poured it into a cup he took out from the cupboards. He handed the cup over to me, and put the chocolate milk back into the fridge. "Anything else I could do for you?"

"Yeah um, call me Theo. I know I'm meant to be an Alpha, just... not yet. I mean I'm in a wheelchair, Alphas don't sit in wheelchairs." I laughed, taking a sip of the milk, "How's your mate?"

"He is doing great Alp- Theo." he smiled, "He's good with the pups, and is actually quite good with our teens too. He helped some of your friend's pack members settle down without hustle."

"Good, Mike's a nice guy." I rolled out the kitchen, but was abruptly stopped when one of the wheels refused to move. As I struggled, an abundance of laughter came in and I scowled when I saw who it was. This pack is my new home, definitely less abuse from my original one. However, there were two members who despised me. The Kairos twins, Ken and Kyle. They never went so far, in my opinion, they're just using me as a lab rat for their pranks. So I never take any of their actions personally, they're just so annoying.

"Can't move your chair, Alpha? Oh, I wonder why..." Ken snickered with his brother following right after him, "Are you gonna call the new beta again? Get him to help you?" Ken kept mocking and insulting me, his brother Kyle laughing in the back but never actually dared to what his brother was doing. Now, people may be wondering how I can tell the two apart.

I don't know how no one has noticed, but when Cloud first introduced me to them I noticed Ken liked yellow and Kyle liked green. I asked the twins about the colour, and they even said they would wear a colour they like and the other does not. It's smart, that way one twin cannot steal the other's clothes because of their personal differences.

"I don't need the beta to punish the hell out of you guys. What did you do to my wheelchair? You know if Cloud finds out, he'll punish you two far worse than I would." My threat was most likely empty as I couldn't call over Cloud because we didn't mate, and the only punishment I could ever do is probably run over their fingers or toes with my wheelchair.

"You're as weak as a human y'know," Ken said, catching Kyle by surprise. "even Omegas can shift, you on the other hand, never have and never will. You can't even heal as fast as one, you need held 24/7 if your injured more than you already are. You can't shift, you can't heal, you cant even make contact with your wolf! The only thing that labels you as a werewolf is your sense of smell, and even that is weakened. You're a disabled human pretending to be an Alpha, and that will never change."

"Bro!" Kyle exclaimed, grabbing hold of his twin's shirt, "Okay, that was just too far - take that back. We all know he is a werewolf with a... disability. You don't have to keep rubbing it in his face to make yourself look powerful, because he will always overpower you. He is still our Alpha."

"The only Alpha I will ever bow down to is Cloud Silvio. He is a true Alpha, a leader. Unlike this imposter who is nothing but a human labeled as a disabled werewolf!" Ken snapped, pointing his brother to me, "Just look at him! You expect me to serve this fool, brother?! Bowing down to Alpha Cloud is a privilege, bowing to this mortal is an insult to our kind."

"Then I suggest you start bowing down right now and ask for nothing but forgiveness, because this Alpha is just about tried of your bullshit."

Our heads whipped to the direction of the voice, the twins' eyes growing wide in terror while my eyes glimmered with happiness when we saw Cloud standing there. His eyes were concentrated on the boys, clearly out of anger. He grabbed Ken by the ear, bringing him down the hall while Kyle helplessly followed. I still couldn't move my wheelchair around, so I sat patiently for someone, anyone to come fix whatever was wrong with my wheelchair so I could follow Cloud.

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I sat by the kitchen doorway for hours, most of the time spent on an iPad I was able to reach for that was sitting on the kitchen counter. Whoever' device it was I beat their high score of 274 with an 802 on Twist, watched over twenty YouTube videos about Minecraft Trolls, and killed about 73% of the battery.

I had grown tired of playing on this device, and was nearly about to fall asleep when I was awoken by feet rushing down the halls, followed by yelling. I stuck my head out from the kitchen doorway, and saw Ken running down the hall in fear, Blake right behind him.

"Get back here mutt! The longer you resist the worse your punishment!" He growled, to which Ken yelled back, "I will never serve that bastard!"

Ken rushed eight passed me, and it was out of sheer luck that I was able to grab hold of Blake's shirt and make him stops before he would be running with me eight behind him. He turned around, and looked at me, "Theo, what are you doing?"

"Stopping you," I said, "now help me because I've been stuck in here for hours."

"Oh...OH!" Blake was hit with the realization of the situation, "How can I help?" Before I could even answer, he tried to wheel my out of the kitchen, but the wheels refused to budge. He huffed, getting on the floor to examine the wheels. He gasped, a growl escaping his threat, "That mutt, he glued the gears of your wheels. I can't still move the wheels a bit though, he probably just used Elmer's Glue."

"I wish I wasn't so useless..." I muttered, "I can't even travel through this house without help. I'm a sorry excuse of an Alpha."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Blake said, standing in front of me and kneeled down to my height, "Whoever told you that might as well be stupid. You are not a sorry excuse of an Alpha. With time and practice, we can teach you to use the voice of the Alpha. You know what that does, right?"

"Isn't that when an Alpha uses his or her wolf's voice to give orders or something like that? I heard that when an Alpha gives an order using the voice, the order is impossible to be dismissed."

"Yes, and when you can use it at will, you'd be able to order that dumb Ken around and he won't be able to do anything about it."