Cursed

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Hans grudgingly passed through the compound grounds collecting up woman; young, old, and otherwise. With every knock, he was getting more and more creative to fill the pace of his worry.

“Where are we going Hans,” his young mate worried.

“Alpha’s orders love, please gather any you pass and we will meet at the conference center.”

Zeth dozed off on the couch. Years of hard work had been for little pay off. Each of his twenty-two companies scrapped by this year.

The closing statements were not the best. It seemed as though the supernatural world didn’t favor such an open alpha and worried that an angry outburst would result in the death of someone.

Since his father’s death and his mother’s anger toward him, Zeth had to have many trusted pack members to create peace here.

An entire city was blossoming around them, but outside of their city is what people worried about.

Nightmares and pleasure filled dreams filled Zeth’s head. A beautiful woman, her hair long , flowing and black as night, while she held eyes of the twisting tides. She kissed him before sprawling over his lap.

Zeth’s hands tightened on her hips. Oh how she moved! It made him feel again!

“Oh yeah baby,” he begged her to continue.

The woman's short flowy skirt sprawled across his lap and without hesitation his once gripping hands began to roam south.

“Zeth,” she purred. “I want you so bad…” he slipped his hand down further and between her thighs.

“Right there…” he moaned as the beauty rocked back and forth on his manhood. It had been far too long. He missed out on so much.

His fingers found their way to what should have been underwear, but she wore none. He smiled as he rubbed her.

This was his chance. The time he had been waiting for. Plunging a finger deep within her - he began to pump. The girl tossed her head back and cried out passionately.

She needed this, it was obvious.

Her hands found their way to his basketball shorts and she began to tug them. Zeth bounced up and down as he tugged the shorts down with his free hand.

As he was about to plunge his rock hard errection into her, not being able to hold on much longer… a hard knock awoke him out of his slumber.

“What!?” Zeth screamed anger evident.

“Alpha?” Hans questioned from the far side of the door.

“What do you want?” Zeth choked again trying to calm himself.

“The women alpha…” Hans spoke questioningly.

Zeth grunted. He situated himself upon the sofa for a moment then pushed himself up so he could sit on his alpha chair. “Okay,” Zeth groaned painfully.

As the first woman walked in, he sighed and frowned slightly. Hans’ beautiful mate walked in. Her features showed her worry, but she tried to remain calm.

The door shut and Zeth down cast his eyes. “Thank you for your visit and participation Stephanie. I’m sorry for the inconvience. You may leave. Please,” he paused and tears threatened his pain ridden body as he spoke again. “Please don’t send in Tia. Send Hans in a moment.”

Though it would pain him to say this aloud, there was no way he would break any “matings” or have any young ones involved in the situation. He would die first.

Stephanie nodded sadly then turned to leave. “I am sorry alpha. We all are,” her voice was soft and he could tell she saw through his masked front he was putting up.

Moments later, Hans came into the office, stopping at the door.

“Please, only a moment Hans,” Zeth offered him. “Shut the door.” Hans stepped forward and closed the door as he was about to speak. Zeth held up a hand instead. A loud painful snap could be heard as his bones broke under the movement. He grunted. “Please send them all away, who are mated to pack members or under seventeen. I will not allow it.”

“But alpha!” Hans interrupted.

“No. I’d rather die.” Zeth said firmly then looked past Hans. “Send the next in.”

Hans nodded reluctantly. Once leaving he called over a small group he had waiting in the living room. “Any mated or under the age of seventeen please feel free to return home and do as you please. You are excused.”

Many sighed in relief as they left, while others did not dare make a word of complaint as they sat.

One by one, the woman filed into the alpha’s office. All just as worried as the last. Some cried, some just remained silent. It wasn’t as though the alpha would be a bad mate, lover, or father. On the contrary. It was the ruthless reputation of his past and lack of knowledge of his current self that worried them the most. Hans had been a stand in figurehead for many years now through the alpha’s lack luster presence. The women simply didn’t know their alpha much and many were “welcomed” in strays which came here with broken packs. Given the pack reputation, they were fearful of the alpha.

Though it hurt far too much for him to move, Zeth stood and paced around sniffing each woman as she entered. He didn’t know what else to do. The oracle was never very specific and it had said that someone would come to him, he hoped a woman. He just wanted to hurry up the speed of this process.

After each of the woman had came and gone, Hans walked in reluctantly. “None of them alpha?”

“Not this time Hans,” Zeth sighed.

“Do you want me to bring in the next group?” Hans questioned.

“No it’s late, send them home for the night. We can start back up after lunch tomorrow.”

 Hans nodded and walked away.