The Alpha's Tough Girl // SAMPLE

Chapter 2

EMMETT POV

I shove my hands in my jeans as I walk through another clothing store. I stare at every female human that I pass. I am desperately trying to lock eyes or smell an intoxicating smell. This store is full of lingerie and packed with women of both species.

I focus my attention on the humans.

According to the moon goddess who visited me when I was younger, I will have a human Luna. A perfect balance between my strength and power.

I am a giant wolf. I tower over others with my 6'5" frame. And my 230lb body is solid muscle. I have met very few Alphas as big as I am. Even my dark grey wolf is a monster of muscle. He is the biggest wolf I have ever seen, and he fills my chest with pride.

Many Alphas are terrified of my power. It's not my fault that it seems to fill the air around me. But many of them now, I am a very fair wolf.

I never go to war without a just reason, and I never kill an innocent. But my apparent strength is still intimidating. The moon goddess pairing me with a human makes sense to me for those reasons. My mate needs to balance myself and be everything I'm not. I pray she isn't too weak. My species does not take kindly to weakness.

The female humans in the store scurry out of my path. My size and intense stares are probably scaring them. The she-wolves, however, are batting their eyelashes and smiling at me. I internally cringe—time to give up for today.

I have visited so many cities looking for my mate. I've spent the last 5 yrs searching in malls, bars, stores, and even school campuses.

At 18, most wolves find their other half. I'm 23 and beginning to get worried. Human females get married and have children. They don't wait for mates, and it isn't their culture. I've waited for my mate since my visit from the goddess.

I know my mate will be human, so she-wolves don't interest me. I've kissed she-wolves and gotten touched by them, but I've never taken a wolf to bed. I would never be with another's mate. It doesn't sit right with me, knowing they are created for another.

Wolves have high sex drives and high protective instincts. The higher up in rank you are, the more powerful those instincts are. It naturally helps our kind breed stronger wolves and protects our packs. Myself being an Alpha, those instincts drive my every thought.

I've lost very few pack members since I've become Alpha at 18. But my sex life is on hold..... still. Resulting in my hand being my current best friend.

My pack has grown in number in the past few years of my reign, and we need to have more homes built. Our packhouse could also use some additions and upgrades. I link my beta to call companies throughout the city as I leave the mall. He finally responds as I enter our territory about an hour out of the city.

Clint- A human-run company can come out tomorrow. They can at least give us an idea of the price for when the wolves are free.

Emmett- Sounds fair. What time?

Clint- The guy said 1 pm.

Emmett- Alright

Most wolf companies stick to wolf packs for business. They must be busy currently. We are having a time of great peace, so wolf numbers are increasing.

The rogues and hunters seem to be at war with only each other at the moment. But as soon as rogue numbers deplete, they will return to attacking packs. Which is their easiest way of gaining numbers.

Rogues are disgusting wolves in my eyes. They target mated pack women. The more they kill, the more male wolves they gain. A wolf who loses its mate becomes a complete animal. Our humanity dies, and our wolf instincts take control.