Submit, Alpha

Submit, Alpha #1

would snap your dick in half and shove it up your butthole."~Nicollet

SUBMIT ALPHA #1

"Oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins?" My body moved to the beat as I placed the vase of flowers on the coffee table. Deciding I had nothing better to do, I shoved my face into the flowers. They smelled heavenly.

"Nicollet! Get your face out of the flowers." My eyes rolled subconsciously at the sound of my mother's voice. Everyone knows sniffing flowers is such a sin. Insert eye roll here.

"Yes mother." Thankfully she didn't notice my sarcasm. She's been focused on one thing and one thing only. The alpha is coming. The alpha is coming.

Someone go light some lanterns. One by land and two by sea. Or Something like that.

Of course, I've gotten lectured from both my parents telling me the same thing, 'Nicollet, be on your best behavior.' That meant no sarcastic remarks or getting everyone thrown out of the pack before even getting accepted. Sadly, I have done that before. Stupid Alphas, have no sense of humor. It's like they have a permeant stick in their αss.

"Your mother is serious young lady." My father walked into the room. He had, of course, heard my sarcasm. "We want you to be in a pack for your eighteenth birthday. You know how important it is."

I sighed, "Fine. I'll be on my best behavior."

My parents made it their life's mission to drill it into my head just how important my eighteenth birthday. Along with how much easier everything would be if we were in a pack. Every werewolf knows that they find their mate on their eighteenth birthday. That is if the mate is already eighteen. If not the werewolf has to wait till their mate's eighteenth birthday. And that could be when ever.

They could be taking a piss and all of a sudden, boom, they have a mate connection.

Normally mates can tell who their mate is, if they have met before. When they meet, they feel this strange attraction. Then when they are both eighteen they get all the mating signs.

In all honesty, the whole mate thing seems to fairytalish and I'm a werewolf. Even though my parents are mates, both of my older brothers have mates. Yet the thought of me having a mate is so unreal. All males dream that their mate is quiet, obedient, and will be seen and not heard. I can't do that, it's physically impossible. No, yes sir coming from this girl. My whole existence to be a pain in the ass. Without it, the world would explode.

"Hey baby sis." Right then my brother, Canyon, walked in. He's the middle child at 20. He's also the funny one and more charismatic out of my brothers.

"What do you want?" I groaned as he walked over to me and rubbed the top of my head, hard. Messing up my hair terribly. I glared up at him. His 6 foot frame loomed over my 5'6 frame.

"Just coming to tell you the Alpha's on his way." He then pointed at my hair. "You might wanna fix that sis, unless your going for the hobo look, in which case you nailed it." He ran out of the room, just stopping to give me a wink.

"I will break you!" I growled, knowing he heard me. My hair was naturally unruly and it took for ever just to tame it a little bit.

"Oh really? And how exactly are you going to do that?" He teased from the other room. Coward, face me like a man.

"I would snap your dick in half and shove it up your butthole!" I ran through the door, ready to attract my brother.

Instead I was greeted with a very large intruder standing in the room. I slammed myself against the wall, arms out, spread like an eagle. Eyeing the intruder, I looked for my parents to see they were sitting on the couch along with my brothers and their mates. Where they not aware that there was stranger in our house? This is no time for sitting.