"No"
I cannot believe what I'm hearing right now as I sat here listening to what our Alpha was saying. "You know very well that I'm human, Alpha. This pack is my home but you know very well that I don't belong here. I don't belong in your ceremonies. Your traditions doesn't apply to me." I continued as I cannot believe that in this year there's no exception. I am forced to do something barbaric for a human like me to participate.
"The King ordered every unmated members of the pack in the right of age must attend. And you also know what that means Abrielle." He state while staring as me. Stern as ever but with the soft gaze. "As much as I want you to stay. You need to participate in the Mating Ceremony." He sighed.
"What if I'll get bitten? What if I'll get taken Alpha?"
I know it was stupid of me to assume that someone will choose me or want me, a human, a weakling to be exact, when there's a hundred shewolves out there. Hell, even an Omega male wolf won't even mate in the runt or the weakest of the pack. So I understand why Alpha Bryans looks at me like I have grown a second head somewhere.
"The majority participants this year are warriors and alphas from another pack. And other pack members of Betas, Omegas and ...." he trailed as he stared at me as if contemplating if he'll continue the words he wants to say. "Runts and defects as other wolves called it."
"I cannot believe you just said that." I murmur. "And now what? A human"
"Abrielle." He sighed as he stare outside the window watching other pack members doing their jobs and pups playing. "The mating ceremony is a tradition that most unmated wolves treasures and look forward to. Some are just there to partipate and get over it with, some are forced and some are giddy and excited to find their mate or get chosen. Whatever the reasons they have, the Mating Ceremony is sacred for us wolves. And you know it very well since you've been one of the audiences before."
There's a tiredness in Alpha Bryans eyes that I never saw before. And I realized how against he is to the King's decree forcing all unmated wolves to participate, leaving them no choice to argue, stripping them of their rights to postpone this Ceremony and wait for themselves to be ready for the Mated life. Just like me, I know other wolves is not happy with this.
"You're like a daughter to me Abrielle so I'm telling you this." He said as he walked closer to me holding my hands as pure determination reflect in his eyes. "The northern pack doesn't participate in the Ceremony. It's been a decade since they last participated."
I hitched my breath as I saw sadness in his eyes. "They'll participate now? After 10 years?"
He nodded. "The northern pack are pure Alphas even their omegas are trained warriors. The females are almost alphas and warrior too. For decades they closed their border and have their own mating ceremony encouraging them to find their mates on their own lands." He states as he stood upright and glance to the surroundings again.
"They informed the King that they'll join the annual ceremony now. Their population is more Alpha male than omega male and females. And you know that an Alpha pack is a powerful pack but a pack is cannot considered a pack if there's no Betas and Omegas in it." He informed me, looking as if he was at a lost too. "When I got the news, I considered withdrawing the Ceremony this year but I also thought about our unmated members so I pushed through it willing to participate. But then the King decreed this, " he paused "This year all unmated members are ordered to participate. The King said members Abrielle, and that includes you."
"I can't Alpha." I pleaded. "If it's just the three kingdoms I might considered it but with the Northerns." I took a deep breath as dread washed over me, "You know I could die out there."
"You were given a 5 minutes heads up brielle, run towards the woods, mask your scents with mud or just cover yourself with mud and then just sat on a branch and just wait or climb a tree Brielle. Do not run." He adviced. "Wolves loved the chase, chasing their prey is the most favorite. Don't run Brielle." He sigh.
"But Alpha. . . "
"Go home Brielle and prepare for the ceremony. I don't have the power to intervene Brielle and you know it very well. Just be safe." He said, gesturing me to get out of his office. I stood up walking towards the door processing the happenings these past days.
The excitement is buzzing towards the packs for the Mating Ceremony. The unmated wolves are all preparing for the ceremony while I, as usual, watched them with a smile on my face. Their happiness is my happiness too. And if their happy to find their mates, so I am too.
The Mating Ceremony, as the name states is a ceremony for werewolves to help them find their mates. It's where unmated wolves from the four region runs and seek their desired mate. It's magical for a human like me witnessing the shifting, the running and the awe-inspiring smiles and fated mates emerge from the woods as the night deepened. It was romantic. Just don't mind the bloody bite marks on their necks and the dazed and sated look they have after fucking in the forest.
I just don't understand the thought of running towards the forest, biting each other necks and then happy ever after. Letting their wolf take over, find their desire female or male, and then happy ever after, I know there's a lot who's forced to participate. But the thought about not getting to know each other first before mating disturbs me. Of course, I am a human so I don't really relate on these mates and fates.
I sigh looking around the pack house where wolves litter, and I caught of them looking at me with pity. I undertand them though. The mating ceremony is romantic and all that but it could get bloody too, and I'd die if I get caught in the middle. Just thinking about it makes me shiver.
"Abrielle." A high pitch voice snaps me out my thoughts and I groaned as I smell the familiar perfume of a she-bicth approaching. Seriously, wolves has a very keen and sensitive smell, and her being a werewolve drench in perfume makes me wonder how her nose's doing. I'm a human and I'm having a headached just being 5 feet away from her. Just imagine how bad her perfume smells to others.
"Hi. Cassey." I said. Smile plastering on my face. As I continued walking home praying that she would just walk away.
"Heard the Alpha talked to you." She purred. "A pep talk for the Mating Ceremony?" She excitedly say as she grin at me. "I mean you don't really belong there being wolfless and——"
"I'm a human." I cut her off, raising a brow at her which she returned by grinning.
"Yes a human." She sassed. "Doesn't matter. You're wolfless." I deadpanned.
"Human and werewolves are two entirely differents creatures or entity Cassey." I said tiredly as I continued walking with her on my side waving to the people around us who often waved back and smiles and looked at me with pity or a grin on their faces. I know what they're thinking, they probably thought about me getting a mate and have my own happy ever after like them. Ugh. Wolves and their Mates fantacies. Yes, they're all extremely and powerful but sometimes you just wonder what's inside their heads. Just like this Cassidy Moore or Cassey. The pack slut and bitch or the pack whore. Opening her legs to anyone who she like be it male or female. Cassey is not bad though, she's not really a bully. Except for the part that she's a walking sex.
"Okaaayy" she dragged rolling her eyes. "As I was saying. You would be participating in the Mating Ceremony and I am too." She puffed. Seriously, being the girl she is, it makes me question why is she still unmated.
"Yeah yeah. How exciting."
"Yes! Exciting! Forcing everyone to attend." She yelled! And I stopped dead on my tracks as I looked at her. "It's fine for me though. Being unmated since the coming of age and 3 years evading the ceremony. But you, " she trailed as she looked at me head to toe. "Wolfless"
"Human." I groaned. "Im a human Cassey. Not a wolfless, a runt or a werewolve that doesn't have a wolf." I lectured her and she just stared at me like she already knows it, which I doubt.
"Do you have a wolf?"
" no."
"Then you're wolfless." I gave up. Talking to Cassey is like talking to a bimbo. She won't get it, and you'll just have a headache. "So what do you think about getting bitten?"
And I stiffened, my breath hitched as images of extending fangs and werewolves flowed into my mind. I saw the actual marking happenings personally in the Mating Ceremony as an audience. I'm happy for the Mated couples though, "I don't want any fangs near my neck Cas."
"Oh you could've died. You know what, just stay with me and let's evade those testosrones hunting progesteron and estrogen. I don't want to be mated too either."
I stopped in my tracks and stared at her like she grown three heads. "What did you just say?"
"Male hunting females" she said with a duh tone raising a brow. "I don't want their fangs near my necks either."
"Wow! Coming from you? Just wow."
"Just because I'm a slut doesn't meant I want to get mated." She deadpanned watching her nails.
"Is this why you approach me? We're not even close." True. Cassey is Cassey. She talks and friends with everyone. Except for the exgirlfriends of the boyfriends she stole.
"Yes. Because I know you're with me against this Alpha King joke of Mating Ceremony. And you know what, better be prepared. I'm leaving."
My jaw dropped at what she said. She did not? Right? She did not just? To the Alpha King at that? Cassey guts is beyond me being an Alpha Shewolf she is.
But she's right, I need to prepare too. It's not like I can avoid the inevitable.
I came here when I was a child. 4 years old to be exact. My mom is a human and her husband which is my dad died, then she's mated to a wolf which is a member in this pack. They didn't got a chance to concieve another child, and they both died in a rogue attack. Leaving me here in the teritory of wolves. Alpha Bryans family took me in. Then I got my own house at the age of 15, preparing me for my own family if I would find the certain someone or if someone will find or choose me.
It been 7 years and I'm still single. I got hook ups here and there but that's it. The sex drive of a male wolve is beyond me though, sometimes I can't keep up with my partner for the night. So I just dropped the idea of being mated to one. The sex is great but sometimes is just too much. And sometimes they can't control themselves that I need to stop them and wake them from their ecstacy or else I'll get bitten. When I asked then what happened they'll just looked at me apologitically and said sometimes they just have an urge to bite and mate someone.
So one night stand with wolves is scary. If you're a wolf you could get mated accidentally then have the happy ever after. But for me? I could get killed. So I only have sex and approach a werewolf when their sober and away from full moon. They could be snappy and high temperament when their wolves is on the surface.
Which is why I dreaded the Mating Ceremony because it happens when the moon is at it's fullest. Hightened senses, animalistic, and most of them are in heat or rut. They could get forceful, greedy and not gentle at all.
And one thing I could only think of at this moment is, I could die. Wolves don't mate with weaker wolves because the weak one could die. They need a gentle approach. With me, a human with no fast healing abilities, a mark could be deadly. I know they won't choose me but what if, out of hundreds of wolves, what if there's one who decided that I would be his mate or just decided to bite me?
My thoughts is full of what ifs until I got home and prepared for the Ceremony. Maybe Cassey was right. I should just stick with her and evade to be mated.
My thoughts are full of what ifs that I failed to think that Cassey is a Shebitch and she would spread to any Alpha that exudes dominance beyond her. And I failed to remember that the northern pack was there.