Chapter 4:Blaise

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Blaise's pov

"Blaise, man are you going to school today or what? I can't wait for your butt forever!"

"Johnny I told you last night you pansy, I'm head of patrol for the whole day today. Ya know cuz of the new pups bursting about needing a job to do...'Go on and be a good little boy go to school and get good grades'."

I say as I pat him on the head with my best baby voice.

Considering my baritone wouldn't make his entire face go red with irritation from being bossed around by the warrior. When actually he's the Beta of our humungous pack. Who needs college anyway?

Food, I need food so I can survive this inactive day. Searching the kitchen fridge I spot it. Ahh leftover chicken tenders. Gilding the cold chicken tenders down my throat on my way out the door I greet the inexperienced pups.

"Alright newbies I'm giving you one job today and one job only:secure the perimeter no one comes in or goes out without permission from either myself or high command! Got it, let's go."

I hate to be a hardass but these pups need to know not to screw around with safety of the pack. If even one person gets past our borders and messes with our pack all hell might break through.

As all the pups take their slow time getting to our border I can't help but torture them a little...

"Okay everyone, anyone who does not get their asses in line with our border in 2.5 sec.s is going through my shortened version of hell week! Is that clear?!"

You have to admit to see them skittering about from fear is a little funny. Okay it's a lot funny especially when one of them is looking behind them to see if you're gunna kill them only to trip over a log that could have easily been avoided. Now that's funny !

I'm not always mean though, I do have a soft side it just doesn't come out often.

When your left stranded in the middle of the woods because your dad found out you weren't his even though your mom lied to see if he'd still stay. And then you have find your way out on your own to find yourself alone. Having to raise yourself through your preteen through adolescent years till you find a pack to take you in. When you've been me;you learn to be a tough person inside and out. For me to be nice is like a delicacy but it's not impossible.

...

"Blaise, there's a situation the alpha' s son and Ryan found a beat up rouge on school property. The rogue is unconscious. Permission to bring the rouge to the packs infirmary."a scout asked coming up to me at the edge of the borders.

" Yeah, make sure to put some silver chains on the dude so he doesn't get away before the Alpha has a chance to speak with him." I replied to him.

Silver chains always work on a werewolf the only wolves that it doesn't work on are the high elite, the royals. Silver makes us weak and vulnerable to others. The only reason why Royals get out of the weakness is because they have an extreme high pain tolerance, it comes from their bloodline. Speaking of royals there's another missing one I hear. Though the only one that stays in my head is the royal was lost to the beloved almighty Alpha and Luna ,their only child. Such a sad story. It told of betrayal that came from great warriors that were meant to protect the family but instead tried to kill them. They sold out to the highest bidder. The king of the rouges. Fortunately for them it was hunting season at the time so the Alpha and Luna survived with scrapes and bruises. Too bad about the kid though, fell off a cliff and died.

The scout ran off after hearing my words of wisdom.

I'll have to teach that rouge a lesson later if they don't give the answers we need. Like why they came into our territory, and where the king of rouges lays. I need to have a chat with him and my fists.

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Turned out the rouge was a girl, at least that's what I heard through the grapevine. I also heard she's in heat, but the pack doctor is using his special herb in her. That should help so that unmated wolves like me don't get antsy. Even though I already am.

Thunder is my wolf. The last few weeks he's been antsy. Because we should have found her by now, our mate. Unless she hasn't even been born yet. It does happen where the male wolf has to wait sometimes centuries before their mate is even born. It sucks waiting to finally have that complete connection with someone. I sure hope she hasn't been born yet because if we don't meet each other in a years time after her first shift then her heat becomes painful and worsens with each passing year. only I can lessen the pain or make it go away, by just holding or kissing her.

No need to rush into sex, we can just hold each other and make out to make the pain go away. Then again the heat also makes sure that you become so horny for your partner it's hard to stop from your urges to have sex. Not impossible though.

...

I was patrolling closer to the pack house when suddenly I smelt it. An alluring scent, a mixture of pomegranate and cupcakes. Mmmmmm , delicious. Thunder was on the verge of taking over and I knew we had found our mate. When the mate bond grew more from our closeness I realized that she's in terrible terrible pain. I could feel her pain! Where is she!? I need to help her!

I started following her scent towards the packs infirmary.

"Blaise! Where are you going??? Blaise!" a pup asks me on the verge of panicking.

I look at him with murder in my eyes,

"Mate!" is all I can wrestle out.

His widen and he takes a step back and as do the rest of the pups because they know that getting in the way of a male wolf and his mate is dangerous especially if it's a warrior male. Believe or not ,male warriors are worse than Alphas when it comes to protecting their mate. It's because being a warrior is rare.

Running now towards the infirmary I hear Alpha Conner yell out for help. The next thing I know I see the most beautiful woman crash through the side window and run towards the trees shifting into a huge marbled wolf, a wolf almost bigger than mine!.

Shit! She's marbled! That's hot! Wait, she's royalty?

Quickly I shifted to go after her. Following her as close as I could which is about 5 feet away. Man my little mate is fast! I can still feel her immense pain. Man the pain is so bad it almost brings me to my knees; how can she stand it? It doesn't help when she trips over a stump and starts rolling down the steepest hill we have. Hurrying down the hill at the fastest pace I've ever done I try to reach my lovely mate before she hits the rocky bottom! Thankfully, she loses enough momentum that she slows down to rest underneath a blossom tree. Coming closer to her I realize during the fall she shifted back  then  I spot her eyes flicker and close. Her fur recedes and strawberry blonde hair falls down her back. Before I pick up my mate to carry her back up the steep hill I study her. Beautiful features that have been aged from time or stress. Freckles adorn her nose and cheek bones, her lips a perfect bow. She's light as a feather in my arms ,her long strawberry blonde hair cascading along her back. In clothes too tight for her body type,  I notice a locket snuggled between her massive breasts. I wonder whose picture lies there. Before I keep on staring at my mates body I call out to Alpha Conner through mind link

'Conner, I found my mate'

'Wait! Who?!'

'I don't know her name yet . I'll tell you when she wakes up.'

'She's the rouge isn't she?'

'I don't know dude all I know is that she's royalty.'

'Yeah yeah that's what all the guys say when they find their mate!'

'Jeez , really Conner! She's a marbled fucking wolf! She's royal somehow.'

'Blaise....'

I cut him off, she was starting to awake. And the heat was returning ,crap! I start to set her down on the side of the hill. Okay, How I do this without freaking her out!? I know I can't be like 'Hey can I kiss your face off, you know only because of the heat?'

I don't even know her name.

Her beautiful bright green eyes flutter open. Staring at me in wonder. Or what I take as wonder... Blurting out the first thing I can think of,

"Did you know you're royal?"

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