Wolfswood (Currently being re-worked)

Part 13

The conversation between Jenny and I was still fresh in my mind as I entered the pack house and made my way to my father's office. He was one of the few people who bought me comfort and a voice of reason. We had become close after mom passed, our grief bonding us and cementing our love and reliance of one another. As I approached the large oak door I didn't scent anyone else, pushing the door open and entering, not bothering to knock.

"Rough day?" He asked, lifting his head from his paperwork, his brown eyes almost identical to mine looking up at me.

"When were you going to tell me you were letting rogues into the pack?"

"I didn't think it would interest you, plus it's your senior year, your focus should be elsewhere. There is plenty of time for logistics when you are alpha." Dad said, shrugging his shoulders and returning to the paperwork that smarmed his desk.

"I'm going to be Alpha in less than a year and you though important shit like that wouldn't interest me?" I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest and staring at him. My body hot with rage, not directed towards my dad but at the whole day. I felt like a child. Throwing a tantrum when things weren't going exactly how I wanted them to.

"Okay, well now that I know, I will seek your input on all situations in the future."

"Okay." I grumbled out, huffing out a breath and sitting in one of the chairs across from his desk.

"Since when are we letting rogues in anyway?"

"Since they asked. They have been tested and out through all the necessary procedures. They have been deemed worthy of being members of the Blood Moon pack."

"Why the sudden interest?"

"I've always been interested but the fact that a rogue had their hands on my mate may have caused this dramatic reaction." I admitted, huffing again and feeling embarrassed as I sank deeper into the chair.

"Ah, I see." Dad said, raising his eyebrows in realisation.

"Does she not live at the pack house? Why haven't I met her yet?" Dad questioned. I didn't have an answer. My heartbeat picked up and dread washed over me. Dread that he wouldn't accept her or dread that he would think I wouldn't be good enough for her. Both scenarios causing me anxiety.

"There is something that I may have left out the other day." I confessed, uncrossing my arms and leaning forward, my head resting in my hands, unsure about how to proceed, what words to use.

"What is it? Is she bad at math too?" He laughed at his own joke, his laugh was deep and gruff.

What would I say? How would I even begin to explain to him that the future Luna of this pack was a human and had no idea about mates or werewolves?

"Her name is Isabella."

"And?" He asked, standing up and coming around the desk, his hand resting on my shoulder.

"She is the smartest most beautiful person I have ever met!"

His eyes didn't leave mine, knowing that I was stalling. Giving me the time I needed to say what needed to be said.

"She is a human dad; my mate is a human." I finally said, exhaling and looking into his eyes. Searching for a reaction.

Nothing came, he moved around me and over to the open window, his fingers combing through his hair then massaging his temples.

"Oh come on, it's not that big of a deal."

"Do you know how rare this is? A werewolf hasn't had a human mate in more than fifty years. I'm going to say yeah Asher it is a pretty big deal."

I knew how rare it was. There had only ever been two times when a werewolf had taken a human mate. The rarity of the situation only cementing how special Bella was in my mind. Further proving just how special she was to not only me but to this pack.

"Well, it doesn't matter right, nothing really has to change. Everything will sort itself out right? You say that all the time."

My father still hadn't spoken. His silence was deafening, his posture changing from dad to Alpha.

"What would you have me do? Reject her? Pretend like it means nothing?" I asked before he could say anything, my tone a mixture of shock and anger.

"I didn't say that, but you have to know she is a liability."

"You don't know that! You haven't even met her!"

"Humans are weak! They always have been and they always will be!" He yelled, his loud voice echoing off the walls.

Rage overtook my body, anger surging through my veins and I stood up and walked over to my father.

"How fucking dare you? She is my mate, your soon to be Luna. How can you stand there and call her weak?" I yelled back, my chest colliding with my fathers, the force pushing him back slightly. My wolf was angry too, on the verge of taking over and settling this the only way he knew how. My father staggered back, his hand now on his desk to steady himself. He looked up at me and his eyes were pools of black, heat coming off his usually calm body.

"I am your Alpha! I have the power to do as I see fit when it is regarding the safety of this pack! I have the power to take away your title of Alpha. It won't matter if the blood of the strongest alphas runs through your veins if you don't have the title, or an acceptable mate."

For a brief second I was calm, I knew fighting my father wasn't the answer and deep down I also knew that all of this was as much of a shock to him as it was me. I straightened my shoulders and looked him dead in the eye.

"I would rather have my mate than have anything to do with you or this pack. If you make me choose then you will be without an heir and a son."

The black left his eyes as he listened to my words, his expression becoming sad.

Without wanting to start another argument I left the room and made my way to the back porch, swinging the door open and entering the crisp fresh air. I launched from the top step and shifted into a four-foot pitch black wolf. When all my paws hit the ground I took off in the direction of the woods.

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The sky was now dark overhead, I didn't know how long I had been out running. Ignoring the various calls from my dad and my friends through our mind link. I let my wolf take full control as we sprinted through the woods. My wolf had led me here, to a medium sized two storey house that smelt an awful lot like my mate. I crouched down in my wolf form, taking in my surroundings. Also not wanting to get seen by Bella. The wind picked up and blew the magnificent smell of vanilla and rose into my face. What was she doing? Studying? Reading? I wondered what she was thinking. Did she think about me like I did her? Surely I didn't occupy her every thought how she did mine.

"Izzy, can you go get the washing?" A voice yelled. It was distinctly female, Bella's mom no doubt. Footsteps got closer as my eyes zeroed in on the back door, a light flicking on and illuminating the back porch in golden light.

There she was. Her black curls pushed back off her face secured with a headband; earphones secured in either ear. She wore black leggings, the material tight across her supple thighs, her ass on full display as she bent over and put something into the washing basket. My wolf letting out a small whine, wanting to run to her and mark her then and there. Making her ours forever. It took all my strength to stop myself, not wanting to scare her even if I let myself be seen for even a second.

Her bright shirt caught my attention as she faced her body towards me, her shirt reading 'I'm so Alpha my Beta cells stopped functioning'. If only she knew, I thought to myself, moving back into the darkness. Not sure how long I could keep me or my wolf under control.