Wildfire

Chapter 1

Kalen

Harper arches his back as I pound into his tight body from behind. His frantic moans and mewls reach my ears as I pull his body to mine. He half kneels as I press his back against my chest. I kiss along his jaw and suck on the smooth skin.

"Kalen..." Harper whimpers. I growl lowly in my throat, pushing him back down onto the bed.

I press his face into the sheets as I fuck him. Sweat trickles down my chest and back, mixing with Harper's. I move his legs further apart, making him spread out. I feel the jolt of pain through the bond. I ignore his pain and continue to pleasure myself.

"Kalen... hurts..." Harper whimpers as I spread his legs even more. His chest heaves and his back arches into a perfect curve.

Harper keeps the sheets tightly clenched in his fists. My groans increase in volume as I reach my orgasm. With three more sharp thrusts, I spill my seed into his tight heat. He cries out as he cums, his lithe body shaking and quivering as he orgasms.

I pull out none too gracefully. My cum seeps from his hole, sliding down his thighs. I wrap my arms around his tiny waist and yank him against my body. I kiss Harper gently on his soft lips and cuddle him close beneath the covers.

I always felt bad after sex. I took out all of the anger I felt during the day out on my mate. He didn't deserve to be treated so poorly. He never blamed me or wanted me to change how I acted towards him though. He assured me that he enjoyed being fucked roughly by me. That he enjoyed submitting to my powerful Alpha wolf.

My Uncle Sage had always made me especially angry. He hated me so much and I never could find out why. My strong emotions stemmed from his treatment of me.

When I was younger I always wanted my Uncle's love and praise. But he never gave it to me. Instead, he paid no attention to me. When he did give me attention, he would glare at me or argue.

My anger grew over the years to the point where it was uncontrollable. I would get into physical fights with other young pack members. I would say the cruelest things to the people I loved. I would go out of my way to find rogues so I could tear them limb from limb to subdue my rage. I was slowly losing reign of my feelings, to the point where I had almost killed a pack member for disrespecting me. I had almost lost myself in my emotions. No one could help me with my unstable feelings.

Until I met Harper...

He was a scared little orphan who had lost his parents in a rogue attack. He came from the Rosetta Pack and moved to Northridge because he could not stand to be at his old pack.

My pack used to be named White Moon. But after becoming Alphas, my brother Shiloh and I decided that we needed to change the name. Northridge was a strong pack, and it was no surprise that Harper wanted to join. There would be more safety from rogues.

Harper was sixteen, a mateless omega coming into a new area. He was thin and tiny...he was vulnerable. It was dangerous considering he traveled alone. It was a miracle that no rogues had tried to take advantage of him or kill him. I was newly seventeen at the time, waiting eagerly for my mate. I did not think that I would find him so soon.

I was so angry that his old pack had let him travel alone through the woods. I would have killed his previous Alpha, had he not calmed me down. Once I had stopped seeing red, I focused on my mate. He was beautiful...

Harper had the most gorgeous coppery red hair and stunning blue eyes. A nice jawline and a slim body. His smile was mesmerizing. He was polite and softspoken, his voice soothed my racing mind.

When we realized that we were mates, Harper had been ecstatic. He kissed me before he even knew my name. We mated the night that we met. Spending many passionate hours together as we bonded. Harper made me and my wolf calmer. The anger had not faded, but it was less severe.

Now at twenty, Harper was different from when he first arrived. He had gained a healthy amount of weight. When before I could see his ribs, he had filled in. He was still thin by all means but a little bit of pudge still clung to his form. It didn't at all take away from how beautiful he was. If anything, it added to his beauty. It was nice to have a little extra skin to grab after all.

Harper had also grown taller. Not by a lot, but enough to notice on an omega. He had grown from five foot three to five foot seven seemingly overnight.

It took me a while to convince Harper to meet my family. Harper was shy and had been hesitant to talk to anyone other than me. But when he met my family he had become more outspoken and happy. He spent most of his time around me and my family because he genuinely wanted to be around them.

My parents loved Harper and often reminded us that we weren't getting any younger and should start having pups. They were just eager to have lots of grandpups running around the house.

My younger brother Hunter and his mate Jessica were expecting their first child soon. A little girl. My dad was so excited that he made Fa -my other dad- buy cribs, car seats, and everything else for the pup. I asked Fa if he had spent the amount of money he had on Hunter's daughter as he had with me and my siblings. Fa had laughed and told me that when my siblings and I were born they weren't prepared in the slightest.

Whenever my dad mentioned Harper and I having pups, Harper would politely explain why having pups now is not the best idea. I completely agreed with him. bringing up a pup in a house with an unstable father would not be healthy. Our pup could not see my behavior and think it is okay to act as I do. I need to work on myself before I can even think about having pups with Harper.

Harper and I loved each other. The bond we shared was strong. But we always felt... incomplete. Perhaps it was my hostile behavior that pushed our bond away. Harper swore up and down that he wasn't afraid of me. But it could also be fear holding us back from a whole bond. The thought saddened me greatly.

"What's wrong, Kalen," Harper whispers, stroking the space between my eyebrows with the back of his pointer finger. Smoothing the creases caused by my frowning.

"Nothing, love," I pull him closer, his warm body making my skin tingle.

"I'm not in pain if that's what you think. I told you that I like it when you're rough with me. And besides, if I wanted you to stop I would have kicked you hard enough to get you off of me. I'm fine, I promise."

I kiss Harper. My lips moving languidly against his own. Harper breaks the kiss with a yawn, his head lolling back tiredly. I guide him so his head is tucked under my chin.

Tomorrow I would resume my duties as Alpha. Work through yet another stressful day filled with paperwork and patrols and more. But for now, I will enjoy the calming aura of my mate. Enjoy the comfortable mattress beneath me.

The thought of spending time with my mate was singlehandedly the only thing that got me through the day. He really was the one person who could reign in my emotions and make me feel good about myself.

"I love you, Harper," I murmur.

"I love you too, Kalen."