“Ok well I’ve got a game to get to. Will you be there, at the game?”
“I’m not sure, to be honest I didn’t actually know there was a game on” I say. I’ve never really been a huge sporting fan. However a girl can change her mind. Especially when there’s a hot guy asking you and he’s looking at you the way Logan is looking at me right now.
“Hey Alex you ready to go? I’ll walk you out” Chris strides into the class room over to us and instantly puts his arm around my shoulder.
“Hey man, you ready for the game later?” he addresses Logan.
With them both so close to me now I can see that they are almost matched in size and height. But Logan is definitely the bigger of the two. In height and in body mass. And by the way his shirt is pulling across his chest and arms, it’s all pure muscle. Ok Alex, stop drooling...
I glance at Logan and he has that irritated look on his face again that he had in the lunch room and his body seems to have tensed up.
“I’m always ready, just make sure your heads in the game O’Connor and not some place else” he says and his tone is definitely not as gentle as it was with me just a few moments ago. He looks down at me and it seems like he frowns at Chris’s arm around my shoulders.
“See you around Alexia.” And with that he turns swiftly round and walks away without giving me change to say bye in return.
“So are you? Coming to the game later? I can give you a ride home after if you need one?” Chris asks as we walk out towards the carpark. He puts a big smile on his face that almost makes it impossible to say no to. I suppose it would be a good way to be social and meet more people. And Logan would be there, but that’s not why I’m considering going of course.
“I’ll talk with my Aunt, I’m not too sure what she has planned for tonight, so if I don’t see you later I’ll see you tomorrow. Thanks for today by the way. You and Amber made today actually quite bearable and not a totally horrible day. So thanks.” I reach up and give him a small peak on the cheek, and then shout at myself, I can’t believe I just did that. But everything just seems so natural with him. Its easy. So I just turn around and walk as quickly as I can to my Aunts truck, who I’m pretty sure was just watching me and saw what I did.
Aunt Sara has a small smirk on her face as I get in and we head towards home.
“Just don’t ask” I mumble, with a small smirk of my own.
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Logan’s POV
I like to think that I’m grateful and thankful for things in life. I know at school I may come across as arrogant, and someone who doesn’t really care about anything but football. But the people at school don’t really know me. Not the real me. But right now I’m grateful I don’t have a mate. I’m pretty sure if anyone in my pack knew I was thinking that, I’d get a right lecture about the importance of mates. But that’s the problem isn’t it? They are important.
My pack is the Blackmoon Pack, one of the two largest packs in North America. The Clearwater pack is the other. Our packs get on well together. Our Alpha which is also my father, and their Alpha always have each other’s backs during attacks or issues. Attacks aren’t very frequent because of our size, and other packs know that we work well together when needed, but it does happen. You always get stupid Alphas thinking they can take over. Like the one last night.
The Clearwater pack had been attacked. There were a few fatalities but everything’s back in order now. Some rouges had charged into their grounds trying to get to the mate of the Alphas son Jason. It was a close call but she’s ok. She knows how to fight so could protect herself from getting really hurt or taken, while waiting for help to come.
A wolf needs their mate. To be the best that they can be, they need their mate. Especially an Alpha, or one inline to be Alpha. When Jason’s ready he will be the next true Alpha of the Clearwater pack. Like I’m next true Alpha of the Blackmoon pack. But if the rouges had gotten to Abby, and killed her, it would have made it easier to take over Clearwater and just some random Alpha wolf would be in charge. Without Abby, Jason would have never been able to take over the pack. And without a true Alpha the Pack is weak.
There are two types of Alphas. There’s an Alpha. And there’s a true Alpha. Many wolves are Alphas. They have that gene in them. They are stronger and bigger than normal werewolves, they think they can rule anyone or anything. They are stupid to think that.
Then there are true Alphas. We are even bigger and stronger. We can command wolves with our voices. We are respected because we have earned that respect. We are fair and just. We have Alpha blood running through our veins. It’s been passed down through generations. The Blackmoon pack has always been ruled by my ancestors. We are true Alphas. It makes our pack strong. One day I will have a son or daughter and when they are ready they will take over and so on and so on
An Alphas mate is what balances them. Helps them
