Filed to story: Wolf Crying Mate of the Alpha by Jazz Ford
Staff bustle around the house, setting up decorations and a banquet for today’s arrivals of guests. Alpha Mason arrives with his son, Hank, and two daughters, Bethany and Addison.
‘Alpha Ryker, Luna Astrid, it’s been far too long since we’ve seen each other.’ He smiles.
‘Alpha Mason, we are so glad you could make it for our son’s wolf ceremony.’ Mother says graciously.
‘We wouldn’t miss it, especially my two daughters. They have been dying to meet your son. Is he around perchance?’
I’m standing behind the statue of a large knight behind the staircase, hoping to not be found.
‘Magnus, there you are.’ Mother smiles, finding me straight away as if she knows this is where I would be.
She leads me to our newly arrived guests. The daughters fan their faces and giggle.
‘Oh, so handsome.’ One says and they both blush and giggle again.
‘Magnus, these are my daughters, Bethany and Addison.’
I step forward and begrudgingly take Bethany’s hand and place a kiss on the back of her hand and do the same with Addison. I know straight away neither of them is my fated mate.
‘Pleasure to meet you both.’ I say.
‘And a pleasure to meet you too.’ Bethany says with a curtesy.
‘Yes, a pleasure.’ Addison says copying her sister’s curtesy.
‘And this is my son Hank, future Alpha of the Greystone pack.’
We make eye contact and shake hands as the front door opens; Nina enters.
‘And who is that stunning, beautiful creatuuuure ough!’ He yells pulling his hand from my tight grip. ‘You almost broke my hand?’
‘Oh, did I? Oops, sometimes I forget my strength, forgive me.’ I smirk.
It’s the night of my wolf ceremony. I’ve spent the day with my parents, greeting all the Alphas that arrived along with their families and pack members. It’s been exhausting. I have met hundreds of unmated females that have swooned over me all day long. Along with all that, I’ve been worried that I might shift against my will tonight. The pain I went through when I had shifted was unbearable, to the point I thought I would die. It’s definitely not an experience I want to repeat. I know the pack doctor is here just in case but is there anything he can do that will help me?
More unmated she-wolves arrive and swoon around me. ‘Is it true you shifted early? Is it true your wolf is white? Are your muscles real?’ Another asks, feeling my biceps. I can’t help but notice Nina glaring at me. She looks stunning in her red dress that flows at the bottom. It has a long slit on the right showing off her petite, beautiful legs. Her hair is up high, with a couple of strands dangling down her cheeks.
Great, what have I done to upset her now?
The Moon Hall is filled with roughly a thousand people. I walk to take my seat. Moss arrives and takes Nina’s hand and sits beside her. Now I am the one glaring at her. Mum elbows me, gaining my attention.
‘Not even one of these unmated she-wolves is your mate?’ she asks with hope.
‘No mother, I’m sorry.’
‘It’s okay, perhaps she is not from any of these packs?’
‘Patience Mum, all in due time.’
She smiles, content with my answer. She nods.
My father stands up and thanks everyone for being here. We enjoy the banquet over the next hour. Although I’m hungry, I don’t feel like eating. Instead, I push my food around with my fork.
‘It’s time for the dance to begin.’ My father announces. Mother elbows me to stand up. Because it’s my wolf ceremony, I have to join the dance.
A dozen she-wolves try to outrun each other towards me, hoping for the first dance. I don’t want to dance with any of them, but I have to oblige. Without looking, I take a hand and pull her along to the dance floor. She giggles the whole time we dance. The song finishes and I choose another random she-wolf and dance. She flutters her eyes the whole time, causing one of her fake eyebrows to fall off. She hasn’t realised and I say nothing. As I dance with the next girl, Moss and Nina approach the dance floor.
I can’t help but overhear everyone saying what a beautiful couple they make and that they hope they are fated mates. His hands seem to creep lower and lower every time I look, almost touching her a*s. A growl erupts from within me. I can’t control it. All eyes are on me. ‘Sorry everyone, my wolf just wants to join the dance.’ I smile and everyone laughs and continues to dance. Moss holds Nina tightly against his body as they dance. I can’t help but sense she is uncomfortable.
‘Thank you for the dance.’ I say politely to the girl and step away. I approach Moss and tap him on the shoulder, stopping their dance.
‘As the future Alpha and being my wolf ceremony, it is only proper I get to dance with a girl of my choice.’ I say, taking Nina’s hand from his. He knows he can’t decline as it will cause a scene and show disrespect to not only me but my father, the Alpha.
‘Why certainly,’ he snaps, clearly angry.
‘Let me show you how it’s done.’ I smile at him.
Taking Nina’s hand with my hand, I place the other gently on her waist and begin the waltz. I dance like a true gentleman, not allowing my hands to wonder.
‘Are you okay?’ I ask.
‘Was it that obvious?’
‘Yes, my wolf almost appeared when I saw you were uncomfortable.’
‘Well, that explains the growl that almost made the Moon Hall collapse.’ She laughs. ‘Are you nervous… that you might shift?’
‘I won’t lie, I’m definitely nervous, but there is the chance I won’t shift since I have had my first shift already.’
‘That’s true. I won’t go anywhere, no matter what happens tonight, Magnus.’
‘If I shift, will you… stay with me?’
‘Of course, I will. I’ll be right by your side.’ She says, resting her head on my chest as we continue to slow dance. I want to stay like this forever, with my best friend in my arms. Where I can keep her safe and close to me forever.
Dad has the biggest grin on his face, watching us as if he knows something I don’t. I raise my eyebrow at him and his smile only grows bigger.
‘You were angry at me earlier; did I do something wrong?’ I ask.
‘What do you mean?’
‘Before the banquet when more she-wolves arrived, you were glaring at me?’
‘Oh, I wasn’t glaring at you. I was… never mind. It’s not important. I was just being silly.’ She says.
The dance ends. My hand leaves her waist, and our hands slowly part even though they want to stay joined.
Moss approaches quickly and takes her hand and walks back to their table. He looks over his shoulder and gives me a glare.
It’s a quarter to midnight. My hands tremble and I sweat as my wolf is trying to take over control. I’m trying with all my might to keep him at bay.
I am supposed to stand in the middle of the hall where there is a large round window on the ceiling for when the moon is in place and it’s time, we can all see the moon and its glow shine over me.
‘Magnus?’ mother says, sensing something is wrong.
I look at her and she gasps, startling dad and anyone nearby. My eyes are pure black and sweat beads glide down my face.