Cole pov
She had gotten my scent. There was no time to waste, I couldn't let her find me or catch me off gaurd nor could I let her sit and wait. After showering and suiting up, wearing traditional good ol' texas man attire, I lined myself with my weapons as discretely as possible. I couldn't come across as threatening but I needed to be ready for anything.
After the banding the last blade to my forearm I rolled my sleeve down. I was ready to go. I left my tiny cabin that I had shortly called home, with my gear in hand and loaded up. I had stationed myself not to far from the alpha females land as I didn't want to give myself away, just close enough to keep an eye on her.
To say I wasn't excited would be an understatement, I was absolutely giddy. According to the old archives true alpha females were more powerful than most true born male alphas. They were said to be blessings from the moon Goddes herself and to equal out a male dominated pack world.
I didnt know if that was necessarily true, the goddess blessing part, but the strength and power I would love to test. Judging by her lycans form, which alone was impressive, her humane form I would Love to see.
Those thoughts were instantly banshed as my mind felt myself physically crossing into her pack lands. I was instantly back on high alert, though I was a savage hunter I still needed to be on guard. I didn't need anymore mishaps. Though my wound healed, it was still a reminder that i was in fact not invincible.
Almost immediately I could see border patroling wolfs run by my truck. They could sense me, as no stranger dared to head directly into central pack turf. It was insanely guarded and just as remote.
Almost instantly after seeing them I hit my brakes just in time to not hit the collection of wolfs that made a road blockade before me. I put my truck in park and slowly exited my vehicle. I put my hands out in front of me in a surrendering motion and kept my head down. As I made my way up to the front, I met eyes with what I could assume from his size was the gamma.
He instantly growled at me, not taking kindly to me meeting his stare. Most couldn't meet a higher up lycans eyes, humane nor beast could help the instinct. But I just looked at him and gave a charming smile.
"Well hello there good son, I was hoping you could direct me too your alpha, I'm here on council business."
I kept my hands up to the beasties as they all growled at the mention of their beloved alpha. I didnt need to whip this little wolfies into a fire. Though I could kill them without a second thought, I needed go get to Ms. Alpha first.As the other lycans kept their eyes on me, the gamma shifted. The shifting of bones always made me sick, the only sound I enjoyed that bones made was the crushing of them under my hand. The gamma stood fully before me, arms crossed over his chest in a challenging stance. Though it didn't cover the fact that he was fully nude. Lycans....they didnt give two shits if they had to walk around naked, though the humane world required them to.
"DO NOT SPEAK OF OUR ALPHA! YOU ARE NOT FIT TO GRACE HER PRECENSE. Now leave before I rip your throat out." He stepped straight into my face, his canines coming out anger coming off of him in waves. Though strong and stout, he stood at a good 6ft, he was 4 inches shorter than I. And I could take him.
I slowly pulled off my stetson, earning a colective gasp from the lycans. Damn, wish that came from my good looks. I knew it was from my hair an eyes, a sure sign to anyone I was a Savage. My taletell electric white hair and green eyes told the whole supernatural world who I was. Never could hide it.
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A Bad Love Story.
FantasyTime for a different werewolf/mate story. {} She's blood thirsty and bored. He's out to make a name and the conquest. What do get when you cross a powerful lycan and a blood thirsty hunter ? Apparently mates.... This isn't your typical girl meet...