Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Now you just need to get married.” Riviana was grinning.
“Well.” I smiled sheepishly.
“CARTER!” Eve yelled at him.
“Bryce made me.” He squirmed away from his mother.
“He’s telling the truth. Dad made us get married the day we found out. But I want to have a big celebration soon. A proper wedding and a reception to let everyone know.”
“I’ll help you plan it.” Riviana hugged me.
“Me too.” Nikki chimed in.
“This really is quite wonderful.” Wesley smiled.
“I just wish Grandfather had been here today to hear all this.” Riviana smiled happily.
“We’ll tell him later.” Eve assured her.
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Carter
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Two weeks after Nikki had her baby we were all back at Bryce’s pack. And I do mean all. Mom, Dad, Grandfather, Noah, Nikki, Riviana, Joaquin, and of course Emmalee and myself. It was time for us to have our big party to celebrate our wedding. So why was Bryce calling me to his office all of a sudden?
I walked, slowly, to the office. It almost reminded me of the day we found out Emmalee was pregnant. Was he going to punch me again? Was he going to shoot me this time? Would I ever make it out of this house, his office, alive? I didn’t know the answer to any of those.
My heart rate sped up and my pace slowed with every step that brought me closer to the doom room. That’s what I was currently calling his office. Hey, look, I was even wearing a suit. They could just bury me out back and not have to worry about a funeral or a casket, or an investigation into the murder.
Oh man, what did I do this time? I asked myself, running my hands through my hair as I rounded the corner to his office. I could already hear the funeral march. Bum bum ba-bum bum. The classic Chopin song was playing in my head on an endless loop.
When I finally got to the room, though, I noticed that Bryce wasn’t alone inside it. No, Joaquin was in there on the other side of that door. Maybe I wouldn’t die today. Then again, I had made it known before that I didn’t like Joaquin, maybe he was helping Bryce get rid of me.
No, he wouldn’t do that, it would upset Riviana. So what the hell was going on here.
“Took you long enough.” Bryce griped the second that I opened the door.
“Hey Carter, you don’t look so good.” Joaquin noted, commenting on my ragged, tired look. I could have told him that being dragged to Bryce’s office was not my favorite thing after the punch he had given me and the massive black eye I had been sporting afterwards.
“I’m alright, just a little nervous about today.” I answered, partially honestly. Bryce laughed.
“Tell him the truth.” The laughter made Bryce sound young and fun, making me think about the time I had made him laugh when looking at Stanley’s head. “Tell him you’re afraid I’m going to try and knock your block off again and you’re too scared to fight me.”
“He won’t fight you?” Joaquin questioned. “Is he afraid to lose?”
“No, we don’t know who would win. He’s bested me and I’ve bested him. But if we were to fight for real it wouldn’t be a good thing for Emmalee, she would be upset either way.” I nodded to show that Bryce was right.
“And what do you mean knock his block off ‘again’?” Joaquin wondered.
“When I found out he’d deflowered my little girl, marked her, and knocked her up all in the same night I punched him in the face.”
“To be fair, you punched me when you only knew about two of those three.” I corrected him.
“Yeah, and I would have hit you harder if I knew about the last one beforehand.” Bryce snapped at me. “So count yourself lucky.” Joaquin laughed at our exchange.
“Don’t worry Carter, this isn’t a bad thing. We both need to talk to you.”
“What about?” I asked him, my curiosity peaked.
“Sit.” Bryce pointed to the chairs opposite him. I sat down in one, but Joaquin continued to lean against the wall behind him. “You remember my wedding present to Joaquin?”
“Yeah, Stanley’s head. He got what he deserved.”
“That he did.” Bryce grinned. I had to remember that he had ripped that head from Stanley’s body with his bare hands.
“Well, that’s left a vacancy. And in the absence of their Alpha lately, Bryce has been maintaining their pack. But we need to find a new leader for them, and soon.” Joaquin explained to me.
“So you want me to find someone?” I asked them, confused. They looked at each other and laughed.
“No, Carter, we want you to be the Alpha.” Joaquin answered me.
“And you’re lucky we decided it before you knocked up my daughter.” Bryce snapped at me.
