(Discontinued) The Alphas (bxb)

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen

Dalton's POV

Life was good.

I had no pack to rule and I was considered a nobody in my host pack but life was just freaking good right now.

Why?

My mate had finally recognized me and it warned my heart to no end when he accepted me.

And now we were both settled on the soft grass with him leaning against my chest and my arms wrapped protectively around his hot bod. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing and somehow we ended up in this position that wasn't doing anything for my little man down there, if you catch my drift.

I was staring at the back of his head creepily again, mesmerized by everything about him when he sat up all of a sudden.

"What is it?" I mumbled into his blonde hair, tightening my grip as he tried sit up.

"There's something going on at the pack house... it's not good. My father's calling everyone back..." he trailed off and I released him.

"Well we should get moving shouldn't we?"

He nodded and we stood, starting to remove our shirts and shorts when he halted.

"If we go back... they'll all be able to smell our bond. Also we've been sitting here hugging for a while, no doubt our scents are mixed."

"Haven't you told anyone?"

Kyler bit his lip, "Just my Dad... He's fine with it though."

"Well that's good enough. Although I do expect your Mother would throw a complete bitch fit when she finds out that you're mated to me," I chuckled and Kyler laughed along meekly.

"Let's get back to the camp first. Address the problem at hand then we can break the news to your pack."

Hopefully they won't reject him like mine did to me. I winced at the memory. Having their former Alpha accepting him would probably help a lot in his case.

"If anyone dates to hurt my mate, they'll have something coming for them," my wolf growled as we shifted into our hulking black wolf stage.

I glanced at Kyler as a wolf in the bright sunlight, standing just as tall as I, golden hairs blowing against the wind.

Oh Goddess he looked good.

"Not the right time for these thoughts!" my wolf chided and I scoffed.

-

Once we entered the camp, I immediately sensed trouble.

It was blaring loud and proud like an annoying fire alarm.

[A/N: my campus had a fire drill while I was writing this]

It was pretty chaotic, everyone's emotions were rushing around the atmosphere on red alert and it was almost impossible to pick out any clear thought. This was an advantage as the pack members would probably be unable to sense Kyler's and my mating bond.

I shifted back into a human, pulling on the pair of shorts that I had gripped in my jaws.

I looked back at Kyler to see that he too had his pants on and was jogging towards the centre of the camp, probably where all the drama was going on.

The scent of a foreign pack of wolves got stronger as we walked deeper into the heart of the territory.

At least the pack house would be under lock down with all the pups and elders safe.

-

At the centre of it all, stood a pretty sad group consisting of Kyler's father and a some nursing wolves.

Kyler's pack were definitely at a loss here, given that most of the able-bodied and trained fighters were probably at work.

The pack simply worked this way, some of the wolves had families and chose to live peacefully amongst the humans- which meant that they had to take on jobs.

They only returned to the pack house maybe twice or thrice a week just for daily updates and meetings.

Kyler rushed over to stand by his father's side and that was when I got a good look at the enemy.

It was a little posse of obviously dangerous werewolves. Just the way they carried themselves. It seemed as if they had a barrier around them, a clear segregation of 'their air' and the rest of us.

I pinpointed the leader relatively fast.

He was tall.

I couldn't see his build because of the black robe he wore that covered most of his body.

His hair was very stylishly fashioned such that the platinum blonde hair was gelled back. It looked expensive.

And most frightening of all were his startling, seemingly cold yellow eyes.

That were currently staring straight at me.

Kyler's POV

The creepy man was eying my mate in a way that made my wolf very uncomfortable.

First of all, bitch, Dalton Kane was mine and mine alone.

Second of all the strange man's eyes weren't lusting.

It was almost as if he had been waiting. Just waiting for him.

He just screamed trouble.