Chapter 3 Wanting Her

• It is the annual meeting of Alphas in this hemisphere.
• My pack is hosting this event, as the Alpha King, I am responsible for the all packs on this side of the world. It's stampeding, there were no cancellations for well-known reasons.
• Together with Councilors and Elders on the platform, I now oversee the crowd in the hall.
• My eyes roam once again over the heads, from the front row to those standing in the back with a glass in hand. Every now and then, they fall into a pair of eager stares from a she-wolf who wants to be noticed by me.
• But I'm looking for a pair of gray ones that are carved into my heart, capable of turning this tedious conference into an exciting event in the blink of an eye. If they're here in the room, I'm sure I'll notice them in no time. They know exactly how to attract me like a magnet, control my senses if I just take one look into them. But I can’t find them yet. I haven't seen them for two whole shitty weeks, my wolf feels ditched, he craves them.
• I am one of the key speakers of this meeting today. This is supposed to be an important gathering, but when I look around it looks more like a mating party. And I'm the prey. The she-wolves have really put a lot of effort into their looks, one trying to outdo the other with a more expensive dress. Any Alpha with an unmated at-age daughter tries his luck with me today. It is almost sickening how she-wolves are on the hunt instead of the reverse. But they are desperate, on a mission. Mating with the Alpha King means a massive upgrade to their pack, a top status and lots of privileges for their family.
• But I'm focused on finding one black-haired beauty with a slim waist, full hips and a gorgeous big ass. Her eyes flame with love any time she catches sight of me and when our lips meet, it is like two fully loaded clouds clashing. The Moon Goddess has done a masterful job with her. She's dazzled, that mate of mine. The way she plays on my emotions, her attraction to me is undeniable, it's beyond the mate bond. We share a solid relationship.
• Completely absorbed in my quest among the guests, I fail to hear that Alpha Remus from Silver Bow appeals to me. He saw my eager gaze going through the crowd but misinterpreted it. “Alpha King, isn't it time now to choose a mate? You are 23 years now, the youngest high-ranking in the Werewolf community. You need a Luna to help carry the responsibilities of the packs alongside you,” he insists.
• An old, weary song.
• He's not the only one expressing this concern, the Alphas also really act like I'm already an old man with infertile testicles. Seriously, at twenty-three!
• But their concern is understandable actually, at this age, most Alphas in the packs already have a complete family. I am the Alpha King and in their eyes, I should have settled long ago. If they only knew I am already mated, I think many here would have a heart attack from shock.
• I scan the room one last time, then focus on the Alpha. "Yes, you are right. I have to do a tour soon to see if my fated mate is waiting for me somewhere in a dark corner of a pack”, I answer him, more to get rid of his whining. “If she still can't be found, I might decide to take a chosen one”. Luckily he buys my statement and gets off my back.
• I don't have to fear this Alpha for mating me up with a daughter. Alpha Remus has three sons, so there's no candidate to force on me. He is my good friend, I hate to lie to him. But announcing that I had already found my fated mate but not being able to present her will seriously damage my reputation and undermine my leadership. So, I have no choice but to wait until Drina is ready for me to officially make her my Luna Queen. Man, I can’t wait for that day!
• Again my mind wanders to my mate. I long to see her tonight, it's been almost two weeks since I last saw her. She looked a little fatter then, when I grabbed her waist in ecstasy to get her closer, she looked wider there. It looked like she was pregnant. If I meet her tonight, I'll keep an eye out for that and then ask her directly if our first pup is on the way. Just the idea warms me up inside, my own pup!
• Last year I also felt that her body was changing.
• When I gently brought this up, she stayed away for a few months. I almost went mad, my wolf couldn't bear to miss her scent for that long. I had to release him more often in the woods behind the packhouse to let off steam. We knew our mate was not sick or dead, otherwise, we would have felt it in the mate bond. She probably had more pressing matters holding her attention than visiting me.
• When she finally returned to me, she had her old weight back.
• Curvy or skinny, she's my mate and I love her as the Moon Goddess gave her to me. No, I'm crazy about her and that's why the pushiness of the women around me today passes me by. Don't get me wrong, they are all beautiful, but just not for me.
• And then, my name is called, it's my turn to make the closing speech. This annual meeting is my only stage to prove to the packs I am still active in my position. For the last five years, I have been low-key, my beta represented me in all other encounters with the Alphas.
• And my absence did not go unnoticed.
• Beta Jace reported the comments made from time to time about my persistent absence from mainly bilateral discussions. There was much speculation as to whether I was ill or crippled, a single Alpha even suspected I was dead. When they saw and spoke to me again in these annual meetings, the suspicions subsided for several months. No one suspects that my time was reserved to be with my sexy mate...