Rejected Royalnett

10

Alphas' meeting
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Ambôine

"Don't wake her!"

"Why?" whoever wants to wake me up is looking for a quick death, Ambrosia was still in my arms holding me tight. Her tiny heartbeat beated slowly in her sleep, her scent smelled like Roses. "This is ridiculous, Duly wake her up." feeling a presence towering me, opening my eyes open to snap kick someone with the ball of my boot. I got up to see Duly fell onto his back, choking to breathe properly as Clinton took a step back. Ambrosia woke up rubbing her eyes,
"Sleep well pup?" she nodded yawing. Gemma held her laughs in as Nicky and Ricky snickered looking away, Emma sigh irritated. "That is what happens if you wake her up." Clinton tried to helped Duly who pushed him away.

Handing Ambrosia over to her mother, I noticed a melon bump by Gemma when she reached out. Lifting a brow at her almost questioning but surprised. "What is it?" asking Clinton very annoyed, honestly I lost sleep with rogues and weak packs and the annoying war with the Crystal palace and the Nighthowlers pack. Pinching the bridge of my nose. "Alpha Bruce wants to see you, er— Lady Royalnett?" Nicky kissed my forehead calming me down from exploding. I got up and pulled him along, Duly scrambled backwards to avoid getting near me. Nicky held my waist and kissing my neck making me moan deeply, he pinned me against the wall hard and smashed his lips against me. Moving in sync as Nicky tilted my head up, kissing down my neck making my knees limp. He chuckled deeply spreading my legs apart with his knee, trailing his hot tongue down my neck, kissing near my throat that made me moan more loud.

Someone cleared their throat, I opened my eyes tiredly from the pleasure to see an angry, growling Bruce. His eyes were darker showing his wolf is surfacing, his breaths were heavy. I could see he was trying to control himself, "You're touching what's mine," Nicky looked at the wall and pulled me away. "Oh, you mean the wall?" Nicky kissed me one more time and walking down the hallway. Bruce stared holes at Nicky, he looked at me leading me to his office which was originally Alpha Ramone's office. Opening the door to let me in first, "Forgive me for the inconvenience, I know another large war is going on."

"It's not my fault that your ten fathers killed the innocent family of the diamond pack, simply because his wife and mistresses couldn't give him a family." Bruce looked at me shocked but then send me a death glare, lifting a brow for him to challenge me. He looked away and walking to his chair, I sat down on one of the chairs in front of him. I hope this scenario don't end up like that cringing cringy werewolve love crap stories, that Gemma use to made me read.

Bruce

I looked at her, after years nothing changed besides the hair and stronger features, I didn't understand why I growled? My wolf instincts didn't like the fact that someone who pleasing Ambôine. I know she's still a virgin or else I know what's happening to her, I read the ancient books about mates. Thousands of years ago mates were created by the Moon goddess, she did this so the wolf generation can grow. But the werewolves rejected their mates, abused their mates, mates had second chance mates.

During the last generation of mates, Queen Serena died because her mate had child by another. This angered the Moon goddess as she removed wolves from ever having mates, only a few is selected who is deem worthy. I have reasons, "Done staring?" she asked. I cleared my throat,
"Sorry Lady Royalnett, I'm a little stressed from the war." she hummed and pressed her knuckles against her skin, the connection we had died out over the years. The only line that remain was if she goes into heat, my deep wolf instincts will help no questions spared. Ambôine was tired, she gets irrigated and more straight forward. As kids she was always sent away by the previous Beta, he had a thing for orphans or runts that triggers him.

"Like I said with the other packs, I don't do the fighting. I train your pack until I feel enough is done," her red hair moved showing her light golden scales on the sides of her face and the beginning of her forehead, I saw some scales on her cheekbones. They light up her face, of you really look closely at her face to count the very faint scales "Force on task here, Alpha Blackwell!" she bang the desk. "Do you stare at every person?" I blinked at her, shaking my head. "Anyways, I'll set up training sessions by Friday." with that she got up, her red hair flowed as she moved. I heard a faint whimper echoed, I looked around as Ambôine slammed the door but a soft voice said:

“Mate save me!”