Girls Can Be Alphas Too

Chapter 3- Mr. Alpha

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Jason's POV

"HIKE!" The ball was snapped to me and I looked to my team. As I caught the ball, I looked for Parker, my wide receiver, but Parker was covered by the twins, Lucas and Ethan. No one else on my team was open. I had to think fast, there were only 5 minutes left of the game. I did the only thing I could do when all my men were covered. I ran.

Dan tried to tackle me from the left, but I was expecting it and dodged him easily. Dodging Chase, my beta or second in command, was another story.

Chase and I had been best friends since we were kids. We knew all of each other's weaknesses and secrets. He knew how I thought and how I would strategize, so I had to think of something I wouldn't usually do to get past him.

As he got closer, with his eyes trained on my every movement, I faked right and he went in for the tackle. I almost had him until he saw what I was planning so he leaped left last second.

I thought I was done until my third in command, Francis, came out of nowhere and tackled Chase to the ground. "RUN BITCH RUN!" He yelled as he collided with Chase. I didn't need to be told twice.

I ran the rest of the 20 yards, weaving and dodging pack members left and right. At last, I made it to the end zone and scored a touchdown for my team. I did a victory backflip and threw the ball down on the ground with all my might. In the distance, I could hear the announcer declare my team the victors. GAME OVER, 27-24. JASON'S TEAM IS THE WINNER!

Cheers erupted from the stands.

"Good game Jason," Chase exclaimed as both teams lined up to high five each other. "You ready for the cookout tonight?"

"Hell yeah!"

I was so hungry, I could probably eat 3 pigs. I'm kidding. I'm not the big bad wolf, well not exactly. You see I'm next in line to be the alpha of the strongest pack in the USA, the Silver Moon Pack. Technically I am a wolf, just not an evil one that kills pigs for fun.

"Jason! I'm gonna hit the showers before the cookout, ya know so we smell good for the ladies" he said wiggling his eyebrows. God, he's so immature.

"See you at the party Chase."

As he walked away, my worst nightmare started walking towards me in high heels and the shortest skirt I've ever seen.

"JASON!" A shrilly, high pitched voice yelled. There she was, the infamous silicon stuffed barbie, Casey Smith, a.k.a the pack slut. She wore a mini skirt, a shirt that was way too small for her, and 6-inch heels. Who on earth wears heels to a football game?

She ran up to me jumped on me, hooking her legs around my waist. I caught her and made sure she was secure. What? I wasn't going to let her fall.

"Babe, you did amazing." She purred into my ear. I shivered in disgust. "Since when was I your babe? "

"Oh silly! We're meant to be together." She said, trailing her finger down my chest and biting her bottom lip trying to look seductive.

As I looked past her, I saw Francis, my third in command, watching me being as I was assaulted by this crazy girl. He was in hysterics behind her, pretending to bite his lip to mimic her. He even started making kissy faces and heart signs at me.

"So, Jason, wanna have some fun after the cookout? I know you've been waiting for me."

"Casey," I said dropping her on the ground like a sack of moldy potatoes. "I'm saving myself for my real mate."

"B-but I am your mate. We were born to be together." I heard a snort in the distance. "Yea, more like made to be with everything that has a d*ck!" yelled Francis laughing on the ground.

I tried to hide my smile. I was done with this nonsense. "Leave Casey, I'm done here."

"B-but" she stammered. "LEAVE" I yelled in my alpha tone. She had no choice but to tuck her tail and go, but as she walked away she winked at Francis.

"What a W-H-O-R-E, am I right?" He walked over and we talked. I laughed with Francis for a couple of minutes. The sun was going down and I told him to get ready for the cookout. Maybe he would find his mate. After all, he was already 18.

Ah, a mate. My other half, the one I will love forever, the one I will always make happy. And the one who will always satisfy our needs. Way to ruin the moment Gabe. Why did the Moon Goddess stick this weird wolf with me?

Mmmm. I wonder where she is, what she's like, is she saving herself for me, does she have siblings, what kind of personality will she have, what will she smell like? I can't wait to find my mate. I know I'll find her soon. I can feel it.

Quit your daydreaming lover boy. It's time to party. Gabe said with excitement in his voice. I ran into the packhouse, took a quick shower, and put on a blue polo and a pair of jeans.

After dried my hair, I looked in my mirror. I was good looking I had to admit. I was 6'2, I had midnight black hair not too long but not buzzed. It was kind of in-between. My eyes were as blue as the ocean and I had a nice 8 pack, thanks to the alpha genes that were passed down to me, making me stronger than other wolves. The genes, not the abs.

After fixing my hair and putting on some cologne, I ran downstairs and joined the rest of the pack.

For a while, I drank a little here and there and talked with my friends. We played beer pong, spin the bottle, manhunt, and truth or dare. As the night dragged on, people started retiring to their houses to do God knows what. Oh, we know what they're doing. Shut up Gabe. Stop being such a pervy wolf.

I looked up at the stars and started thinking about my mate again. I bet our mate is watching these stars too, somewhere. She can see the same exact stars that I see every single night and someday when we're together, we'll be watching the stars, together every night as we grow old.

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I hope you liked getting to know Jason, his wolf, and his pack. I'll try to update chapter four soon! Feel free to leave comments, and don't forget to vote!