Alpha's Gotta Secret

Chapter 2

Narrator

Dom watched as Alpha Geraldo sauntered into the meeting. The man was equal to his height. He had the same build as him. However, Dom's presence oozed with sheer dominance. Dom's bloodline was the only bloodline that still held pure Lycan DNA- the purest form of a werewolf. While nearly have of the modern-day werewolves DNA had transformed and mutated over the years, adapting to the human world, Dom's DNA had an abundance of animal DNA, making him more beast than man.

"Hey, Geraldo! Gonna keep staring at my alpha?!", yelled the immature beta, Archer. Folks would have never guessed that he was in charge of all the betas that roamed the Earth.

Alpha Geraldo bashfully turned his head, a light blush stain his cheeks. The men in the room stopped and stared for a moment. Geraldo was in charge of the North American and Central American section of alphas, so to see the big guy blush was a strange thing. With a clearing of his throat and a faint smirk, Dom started the meeting.

"No! I personally don't want the humans in my pack or any pack at all!', yelled Thomas. He was a traditional alpha from the countryside of alpha. The men were discussing if they should let some humans in that were knowledgeable on them, meaning mates and the few that happened to stumbled upon their kind. There have been many cases where their people were killed by hunters, and the vile humans then sent the ones that they had slain, children to adoption shelters. Dom had been working diligently to follow these cases, and he usually acted as next of kin. In the rare cases that he did see a couple or person genuinely love the child, he "compelled" them to join his pack. Being a Lycan gave him perks like that, magical perks.

Dom was honestly sick of Thomas's bickering. That was ignorant to not want any humans in any pack. Whether one liked it or not, the Moon Goddess gave us mates from every walk of life. Also, he just couldn't rip loving parents from their children. Thomas was just a pompous ass that was raised on ignorance. However, Dom couldn't help but sympathize with the man. Thomas's mate, son, and unborn child had both been wiped out by hunters. It was during a time when Thomas was young, and he was a bit more open-minded. He let in a human doctor that was so focused on how we evolve as a race that the doctor failed to even try to save Thomas's wife and children. All of the man's suffering was rooted in the actions of humans; therefore, Dom empathized with him. Dom's heart literally lurched at the thought of losing his mate. Dom discreetly looked over at the man across from him. He was so intense, listening to all of the prejudiced shit Thomas was spewing. Dom couldn't begin to comprehend how Thomas went on with not only his mate gone but his children. However, Dom could not let Thomas's close-mindedness and his hardened heart restrict the other packs.

"Thomas.", Dom spoke it softly yet firmly. This gathered everyone's attention.

"I want you all to trust me. The humans that have been allowed in the packs under my leadership have been mates and parents that need protection. I would never intentionally try to put any of you in harm's way. I am the alpha of a pack just like you, yes. However, I am the head alpha for the entire world. I need for you, Thomas, to trust me. If harm comes your way, my pack will be there in the blink of an eye. Just trust me because I would rather decide to allow more human migrants in ALL packs with you than against you.", everyone stared at the alpha. Thomas looked heartbroken and betrayed, but he muttered his obedience. Dom then ended their weekly meeting, asking Alpha Geraldo if he would stay after for more pressing matters concerning his pack.

'Thomas, you will be coming to my pack every week and seeing one of my therapists, confidentially. I hate seeing a friend in such turmoil. They would not want you to have this bitterness, brother.', Dom told the man through their shared link. Thomas did not say anything, but Dom felt the relief, sorrow, and love flow through the link. Dom walked back to his office where he saw Alpha Geraldo standing there. He walked up to the man and gave him a searing kiss.

"You look amazing, baby.", he muttered to the man. Alpha Geraldo blushed and looked to the side. His blushes were always faint and barely noticeable, but you could tell when he did it because he was the type of man that was overly confident.

"Nic, why are you always blushing when you come to my pack? You never blush or even act bashful when we are somewhere else?", Dom asked with a laugh.

"Because you are hot as fuck in alpha mode, I just get so hard.", the big guy replied with a whine. He pulled Dom close to him and ground their crotches together, eliciting a hiss from Dom. Nic, Geraldo's first name, then yanked Dom to him and attacked his mouth and neck with hard, aggressive kisses. A sort of high pitched moan passed leaked through Dom's mouth. Nic pulled away smirking at the flustered alpha before him. He was proud as a peacock to get this man of sheer dominance to unravel with just a kiss.

"Aren't you a happy little shit.", Dom snorted while caging Nic in his arms.

"Yup.", he replied back. Nic leaned back and laughed at the pout on Dom's face. He leaned in and laid a soft kiss. He then stared at the man. Dom's face was pure perfection. It was the face of masculinity, yet it had a few soft qualities. Dom had sharp, strong jawbones and cheekbones. Yet, he had the softest, most pouty, pink lips. Then, he had the most panty-dropping stubble, but he had the longest, elegant eyelashes. His brows were full and in a perfect arch. He was all man, but slight delicate features added touches of feminity. He was so beautiful. He had to be who the Grecians saw in their dreams when they carved their marble masterpieces.

"You always stare at me, pup.", Dom whispered in Nic's ear. The action alone caused Nic to pop one right then and there. He shivered at the warm cinnamon breathed that fanned the side of his face. He tried to hide his annoyance by muttering a 'whatever' at Dom. He turned around and sat in Dom's desk, ignoring the man due to his hormones and also because he used that pup nickname again, knowing that Nic hated it. Nic was three years older.

If anyone would have seen the pair, they would have had eyes the size of saucers. Dom never laughed or teased, he was straight forward and reserved. The same went for Nic. However, Nic was more of a strict professionalist. He wanted to always go by his last name. Nic had an air of elegance surrounding him. When he walked, it was regal and delicate. People never said anything to them because they had a slight fear of the two most powerful men in the werewolf realm, but they also had undying respect for them.

Both of their packs had a wondering mind about the pair. Who would be their mates? Who would be their heir if something happened? Why were they always having private meetings? Yet, both packs did not realize that they wondered the same thing late at night.

Where is our alpha going?