THE WEREWOLF ALPHA RAVE

rofusely while trying to stay awake, and the other half are shuffling our feet back and forth, aimlessly glancing around the room or completely

seful bit of information he’s shared with us. He could have easily sent us all a group

suspicious. Keep in mind that the next quarterly meeting will be a little late and it’ll be an all day affair as Raven completes the ascension process to take over as your new Alpha!” Everyone begins to d

oorway in the fading sunlight. As we skirt past a group of people our age congregated on the pa

cluster bitch’ since I’ve had the displeasure of knowing her. She’s got a bad habit of endlessly gloating and bragging about herself. Apparently she’s been self-absorbed and vain since she was a child and retained all of those qualities into adulthood,

purpose. I jog after her with a sigh, hoping that she doesn’t have a breakdown right now. As I slowly approach and stand a fe

nds as a single tear rolls down her cheek while jabbing her finger

yet,” I reassure her in a soothing voice. She sco

y a word as I stare at her with a sinking sadness in my heart. I knew that as soon as Erica said the word Aequilavii, all hell was going to

ates out to ‘half of a whole’ in Latin. So, we have the luxury of knowing t

hers they have been claimed; that they’re no longer available to anyone else. They also do this to establish a mind-link connection together if they didn’t previously share a pack connection. I’ve heard it all happens rapidly, as it becomes increasingly harder for them

but it’s a little more complex. Shifter men track their counterpart through scent, whereas shifter women cannot. So, men are usually the instigator when it comes to the initial connection. Unfortunately, shifter women don’t have that luxury. By some shitty form of

tty loosey-goosey when it comes to the bedroom and men use this to their advantage. If a man pulls the baby, you are my Aequilavii card, nine out of ten shifter girls will immediately jump into the sack. Th

ight? There’s someone out there that is made f

aphical obstacle alone. Most shapeshifters want to find that someone, though. They’ll travel the world chasing down someone with no name or face yet. They want to have a moment where they can say holy shit, this is my soulmate as they ride off into the

’ve got no desire what-so-ev

on’t remember my former life. All that I do know is if any guy gets too close or tries to touch me, I go into full-on panic mode. Even when a woman touches me, i

ble guy he probably is to be bound to her selfish ass for life. Even if he’s not already miserable

drops her hands from her head, allowing them to swing back and forth. I walk

quilavii is out there somewhere just waiting to meet you,” I reassure her. She suddenl

lready tell whe

t Rae,” she begs, gr

ng out and she knows that I really don’t drink. But, she is also aware that I will easily cave in to her demands since I like seeing her happy. Going out, gett

my inner cheek. I’m too much of a pushover when it comes to her and I can’t stand to crush h

eady in the area and just on the outskirts of our territory so it should be safe,” I counte

efore pulling her phone out of her pocket, tapping away with a purpose. I draw in

um personal space container. There will be a horde of inebriated strangers that I don’t like, don’t know and don’t care to know sucking up all of my oxyge

rything I’ve al

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er the EDM music blaring through the sub woofers. We make our way from the entry

maller, dimly lit bar near the back left corner that usually only houses a handful of people since everyone else is mainly on the overstocked, light up dance floor. Tessa and I file over towards my favorite bar and she strips off her jacket, handing it to me for safe keeping. Thankfully, there’s only one other girl over here and she’s sitting at th

. Within a matter of seconds, he slides us our drinks and she hands him a $50 bill. She motions for him to keep the chang

l be okay here, right?” Te

e. She bites her lip in excitement and runs out towards the crowd, inserting herself into the middle until I can n

ng is sort of like a fun little hobby for me while at any bar. I’ve witnessed heated break-ups, couples screaming at

se takes root in the pit of my stomach. He’s tall with a shaved face, tanned skin and definitely more muscular than your average man. He’s certainly cute, but something about him makes me wish I was alone in company. The negative energy flowing off his body has me wanting nothing more than to avoid his presence. I subtly nudge my

beings on this planet and we can’t survive without it, so it has more intrinsic value than any alcoholic beverage ever would.” I’m hoping my random chain of thoughts about water, the fact that I’m not drunk and lack of stimulating conversation will force him to look elsewhere f

at plan backf

space bubble, and I don’t like it one bit. I also can’t shake the feeling that this guy is hiding some big piece of information that h

d be a

nkfully there’s no one inside, so I throw open the door and step into the grimy white walls consisting of a toilet, sink and cracked mirror. I shut the door behind me and immediately pivot around to face the sink. I shakily turn the faucet on and place my hands under the cool water, letting

erly cautious and everything I’ve concocted in my mind is a figment of my imagination, but I can’t

distinguishable smell of wolf overloads my senses as I gaze through the mirror to the door behind me. My stomac

e it when

e sink. I fold my arms across my chest and try to look as confident as

tion. I’ve never actually had to fight anyone, let alone a werewolf, but I’d better channel some dormant ferocity in order to make it out

hould have trusted my instincts,” I state in a f

st disappointed you don’t remember me,” he snidely remark

w me…has he been watc

e face,” I lie. He takes a small step towards me, cau

but here right now. The way he’s looking at me and those foreboding hazel eyes makes my skin crawl. In this moment, I don’t think I’ve ever felt so uncomfortable in my life. He takes another step towards me and reaches out to t

t a werewolf and that I’ve never actually fought one before, but I don’t have a choice. Even though there is only one of him, werewolves are lethal; in their wolf forms and their human forms. I’m pretty quick when it

have

If I’m seen, people will definitely wonder what in the hell a dog is doing in the club, but that’s an easy enough situation to

B. Maybe

s shifts from me and back to the door. The difference between the wolf outside of the bathroom and him is that the unknown party has a much dar

to a stance that will drop me directly in front of them when I shift into my Rottweiler form. I prepare myself for the worst. The door to the bathroom suddenly flies open and

his softly tousled black hair falls to the left. His perfect tanned skin compliments the tight, plain black t-shirt he’s donning. His arms are characterized by a fu

ook away from his

ing short of hypnotic right now. They smolder with intensity and mystery. His irises reflect the peaceful, endless depths of spac

’m so taken aback by his inviting looks, I fo

seems rather panicked. He glares at him for a few

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