Alpha Zé

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"We are in the midst of war father, how do you expect me to be concerned with finding a mate when I'm training wolves to overpower the bastards that are working as hard as they can to wipe us out" I ground out as my father sat in the chair opposite to me, unbothered.

Ever since he passed down duties of alpha to me three years ago, his shell of hard-assed alpha had completely disappeared. My mother tells me because it was passed to me, and I believe her.

The rogues have started threats of a war once again and Micheal, the alpha of the loyalty pack, and I have formed alliance to cover all of South America as we prepare to fight these beasts.

However, the continuous banter of my father with questions of a mate are clouding my vision. He believe that my "old age" is ticking away and finding a mate and having pups is the key to success in this pack.

I call bullshit.

The success of this pack lies on if we win this war or not, I can't worry over who's going to run it after I die, if there's no pack to run.

"All I'm saying is that your mother and I aren't getting any younger, our little grand pups running around might give us something to do. And maybe take your mind off of all this stress too." He rose hisself and an eyebrow as he moved over to the door.

I wasn't going to halt my efforts of saving this pack to go searching for a mate, if she was made for me, the moon goddess wasn't letting her go anywhere. Therefore it can wait.

My office door clicked shut and I resumed my efforts. We needed at least 400,000 wolves from our side alone and possibly more. I sighed and gripped my hair, wondering how the hell I was going to save this pack without training the whole mass to fight and putting them in danger.

We may be the power pack and have the most equipped wolves in the world, but the rogues have been in hiding for years and no one is aware of their strength.

Micheal has steady brought wolves to our land so they could be trained by Noah, Ben and myself and the more he brought over, the more confident I began to feel.

I, the alpha of the power pack, am intimidated, so what kind of hope do the rest of the packs have? Everyone is panicked, yet the loyalty pack is the only other pack that resides in South America and are at war with the rogues, so our alliance is only the two of us because the other packs are currently unbothered.

The only other alliance the power pack holds is with the punishment pack, I send all of our captured wolves to alpha Jonathan, and he does as he deems fit to the traitors who crossed our path.

"Alfa, você é necessário nos quartéis de treinamento, temos meios para discutir." Noah enters, speaks low and brisk, before turning and leaving the way he came.

I stand and remove my suit coat before walking towards the training barracks located one mile from the pack house.

When I arrive I see the wolf's in stage seven, the last and final stage, of their training.

"Estamos quase completamente preparados. Eu tenho muita fé neste grupo senhor." Noah nodded while scanning over the wolves.

"eu hooe assim, não podemos vencer esses merdinhos com um monte de ômegas" With that I myself took a moment to study the precise moment of the thousands of wolves before me, not one a second off.

Ben made his way over to us with a smile on his face, his cheeriness was sickening most of the time.

"Eu acredito que estamos prontos, eu sei que estou pronto para bater nas cabeças desses bastardos" Noah chuckled at Ben before turning and walking around the wolves, studying them for error.

I turned to Ben "Eu espero que os lobos estejam prontos, nós não vamos perder essa guerra, você tem minha
palavra" he returned to seriousness and nodded curtly before turning and walking towards Noah.

I turned swiftly and began making way back to the pack house. The stretch was long yet not long enough that I felt the need to shift. My wolf had not been out in a while since the beginning of the rouge threat and I needed to get him out soon before he drove me crazy.

I turned the door nob to my office and
as soon as the door opened, the phone on my desk began to ring.

"Alpha Zè" greeted alpha Micheal from the other end of the phone "are you busy at the moment?" He questioned.

"I'm in the middle of trying to save our continent from being taken over by rogues, but other than that I'm free, what's up" I commented emotionlessly through the phone.

"Always the comedian, huh? Besides your sour attitude, I found something else, while on the way to visit you we have found one of your pack members unconscious on the side of the road, female, looks to be around 22 years but she has the power pack marking on the back of her neck. Suggestions on what to do?" He questioned through the phone.

I couldn't recall anyone who has complained of a missing person so it didn't seem very urgent to me.

"Just bring her to the pack house and get the nurse to take her down to the pack healer. Tell them how you found her and she may stay here until she regained consciousness and can tell us what happened to her." I tried not to ponder on the though but something told me to look more into the situation.

"Will do, I shall arrive within the hour, and for the love of the moon goddess, please have someone prepare a meal for us while we discuss the war, I myself am starving." He dramatically sounded through the phone.

I rolled my eyes and with a quick "whatever" I ended the call. After clearing the line I called Rosalina and requested that she prepared a meal for our coming guests.

With her compliance, I laid down the phone and began sectioning papers to discuss with Micheal and Emilia during our meeting.