The Alpha's Alpha

Ten

***** End of Flashback*****

I haven't cried since. I don't plan on it either. As I got closer to the pack house I saw Vin's wolf join me on the right side. We may not look alike in our human form, but in wolf we were identical. Both were black, with a white line across our left eye that almost looked like a scar.

We walked back in silence, which was the usual for us at this point. We weren't as talkative as we used to be all those years ago. When they left, it changed us. Some say for the worst. I say for the better. We were stronger, we were more mature. We were focused on the pack and protecting the pack from these nasty ass rogues.

I wanted them to keep coming, needed them to keep coming. It distracted me. And killing was the only thing that made me feel good. Made me forget for just a moment. And I am sure it was the same for Vincent.

We shifted to our human forms as we walked into the house. Not caring that we were naked. They were all used to it by now.

Both Vin and I have grown in height yet again. We were both a staggering 6'2, with muscles bulging everywhere. Vincent finally caught up to me when it came to shaping, and he got some coloring on his skin and wasn't so pale. Both of us decided to shave our heads and rock a buzz cut, which I prefer. The curls made me look like a child. I was anything but that.

"Nice dick." His voice pulled me out of my thoughts as I turned and saw Q walking towards me.

He had officially moved into the pack house as my Delta, no longer Beta. Vincent decided he wanted that role, which came as a surprise to us all. Vin had made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with running a pack. But that changed two years ago. A lot changed in two years.

"Don't let Jonah hear you." I retorted back.

He and Jonah ended up mating and marking each other a few months ago. Alcander rejected him the same day they left. I didn't think he was going to make it. But the goddess has a funny way of doing things. Jonah's mate had rejected him as well, for reasons unknown.

But they didn't know they were second-chance mates until a year ago. They decided to take things slow and 6 months later they are the happiest they have ever been. I was happy for them. But I couldn't help the twinge of jealousy I felt when it happened.

There were many nights where I lay awake wishing he would have rejected me, than leaving me in this weird limbo feeling. Did I want him back? Yes, just so I know he was okay. But to mated to? I don't think I could take it.

I'm different now, I'm sure wherever he is, he is too. I bet he hasn't even thought of me since he left. And that thought alone sent Zay into a frenzy. He hated when I thought about him. He thought we'd been owed more of an explanation, a reason for being left. And I agree.

After a quick shower and a change of clothes, I walked down to my office. Once I turned 21, in just a few months, I would have my coronation and I will be the official alpha of this pack. To say I was excited was an understatement. But before I could do that, I wanted to at least have this rogue situation under control first. There had been so many in the past few years and it seems no matter how many I kill, ten more show up.

The Lycans have been somewhat helpful, but I would never tell them that. I am surprised they have been here for as long as they have. Surely I thought that they would have left back to their territory by now. But Alpha Channing had other ideas.

I've already upped patrol on the territory but it seems there might have to be more done. Maybe a curfew? The pack would hate that, we are the most rambunctious at night but there have been too many of my packmates going missing. I needed to enforce some more rules. To keep everyone safe.

There was a soft knock on the door and I knew who it was just by the smell.

"Come in," I mumbled as my sister Victoria stumbled in.

She has too grown much over the years. I like to say she looks more Italian every day. She had long black hair that fell at her waist. She had my big round eyes, but they matched her face, unlike me.

"Yes?" I asked as she sat down in the chair across from my desk.

"Have you started planning my birthday? Cause if you have I need to know what's happening and make sure it's perfect." I rolled my eyes at that. Her 18th birthday was right around the corner and this was one of the duties my father shoved onto me.

"Yes, I have. Now leave." I hissed out, but all she did was roll her eyes. She was used to my attitude and abruptness at this point.

"Dalia was asking me about you." She sang out with a playful glint in her eye.

Any time her name was mentioned I was immediately annoyed. She had yet to give up on me, even when I broke up with her those years ago. Truly I tried to be with her and forget about him. But it didn't work, I couldn't be touched. I couldn't even be touched by myself. But still, she tries to get at me.

"She wanted to know what time you and Vin went on your killing sprees so she can watch you walk in naked." The fact it was my sister telling me this made me slightly uncomfortable.

"It's not a killing spree, we are patrolling," I said through gritted teeth.

"Call it what you want, everyone else knows what's going on. Anyways, just thought you should be aware that you have a stalker." With that, she stood up and walked to the door. "Hey, kid, I love you."

I looked up and meet her piercing brown eyes. She and I had grown close these past years and so I know she can feel my sadness, though I have gone numb to it.

"Yeah, yeah, love you too Vic."

"Have you thought about what Dad suggested?" She asked, still hanging on the door.

"I don't want to talk about that," I said my voice low. She nodded in understanding and walked out leaving me with my thoughts.

My father had suggested that I mark someone else. That I pick my mate and this way the pack can have a luna when I come into place. I had no idea where he was, or if he was coming back. But no matter what I thought or wanted Zay wouldn't have it. Even though he is depressed and hasn't talked much since he left. He would surely kill me if I did anything like that.

And even if I did think to mate with someone else, without properly severing the tie I have to another would be painful. Not only for me but for him. Wherever he is, he would feel it. And unlike him, I would want to tell him before doing it. But of course, Father disagrees, just like always.

There was a small part of me that still had hope that something could happen. That he would walk back in here at any moment, but I knew by now not to hope for such stupid things. Part of me couldn't help but think what if I never saw him again? I still have no idea why he left the place. I just know he left me.

Maybe my father's idea isn't so bad after all...

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Soo sorry for the time jump. I know people hate it, but I wanted this story to have a more mature Tino!

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