Alpha Roman

Two

Roman's POV

Sweat dripped leaked through my pores as I punched the punching bag as hard as I could, sending it flying into the wall on the other side of the room. Breathing heavily from constantly working out since early in the morning, I waited to catch my breath. I had the same reoccurring dream again but this time it was a bit clearer. Exactly seventeen years ago I started to have reoccurring dreams of a blurry figure, she laughs and talks in the dream but when I wake up I can't remember what it sounds like so every time I wake up I get angry that I cannot touch and hold her, that it was just a dream. 

I know it is my mate I am dreaming of and that just makes me angrier. In the dream, her body is just a blurry figure so I can't make out what she looks like. I ask her questions but she never answers them. Even though I can't remember what her laugh or voice sound like I can remember what I was feeling when I heard it. Happiness like I have never felt before, my heart feeling lighter and my soul feeling content. 

Once I get control of my breathing I look up at the ceiling of the gym in the basement of the pack house and close my eyes 'I will find you amour and when I do you shall become my goddess'. I smile at the thought. Soon I will find you, my love, soon.

I get shaken out of my thoughts when a crash sounded on the floor above me. I growl and walk upstairs to where the noise came from, the old wooden stairs creaking under my weight. I followed where the sound was heard and it lead me to the kitchen, where three omegas were on the ground picking up glass from a vase that had broken.

I walked over to them and bent down to help them pick up the broken vase. When I bent down they looked up at me shocked with a look of love and lust in their eyes. I just picked up the rest of the glass and threw it in the trash with out saying a word. "Be careful next time," I looked down at them and they still had that look in their eyes but this time there was more lust.

"Yes, Alpha," They said quietly so I turn around and walk away, the smell of their lust was burning my noise. The only lust I want to smell in my mates, I will save myself for her just like I have for the last 120 years of my life.

Walking up to my rooms I close the door behind me and walk into the bathroom, stripping from my sweaty clothes. I step into the cold shower because of the work out I just had to cool off my body. After showering I wrapped my waist in a towel, walking out of the bathroom and into the closet.

Quickly changing into some fresher clothes, I walk out into the common room that had my beta and gamma in it.

They were surrounded by paper work and once I entered the room their heads turned to look at me and I raised my brow in a challenge. They shot up out of their seats "You done already? That was quick," My beta/best friend said knowing I was in the gym like every morning. The beta is the one to hands me my work in the morning.

Beta Logan walked over to a corner of the room and grabbed a stack of papers and handed them to me. I nodded to him and went to my office to work silently.

About an hour into my work I picked up a piece of paper and skimmed it. It said that the little pack I took over around twenty years ago is rioting up against the warriors I stationed there to keep in check but it seems that wasn't enough so they are asking me to go there myself to deal with the situation.

Honestly, I didn't even go with the warriors when they took over the small pack because it only had fifty members so I didn't see a reason to go. I felt nothing for thembecause that small pack is full of savages and heartless wolfs.

I let out a breath and signed at the bottom saying I will be there in a few days even though I don't want to but that is the price of being the most powerful pack in the world. 'I actually want to go for some reason' My wolf said with confusion clouding his voice. 'Well, I don't' Even though I say this I can't help but feel a ticking in my heart.

A few more hours of skimming and signing. I was finally done, I look at the time on the computer that said it was six o'clock. I have dinner and get ready for bed. The only way for me to see my mate, even if it's a dream, Is to sleep. Every year I go to sleep earlier and earlier just to see her. I close my eyes and with a smile on my face I see the burly vision of my mate with her angelic voice "Hello Roman."