67 - Redeeming My Existence (Completed)

Alyssa is a werewolf. Abandoned as an infant, all she knows about her own kind is what she's gained through her "research." She's read through hundreds of werewolf romances, and it's made her certain of one thing: no one in their right mind would want to be an Alpha's mate.

Lewis is the Alpha of a pack torn apart by betrayal and infighting. He's always hoped to meet his mate... but when he does, she's not nearly as excited to meet him.

Despite their differences, the two of them must work together to face the growing danger threatening to destroy the pack.

Reading about romance and adventure is a lot different than living it...

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"I can't believe you read this garbage!" Alyssa's coworker held up the book in her hand, staring at it with disgust. "What do you see in books like this, anyways?"

Alyssa sighed, looking up at the book in question. The cover showed a shirtless muscular man holding a busty woman while scowling at the camera, with the title written across the top in bright orange words: "The Alpha's Timid Mate."

"I don't read it for fun." She muttered, reaching up and snatching the book back. Opening the large roller suitcase behind her, she found its place among the hundreds of other werewolf books and put it away carefully.

"Then what is it?" Her coworker asked with a tone of disbelief.

"Research."

"Really? Research? For what? When your werewolf boyfriend shows up out of nowhere? " She let out a derisive snort. "Sure."

"...You don't understand."

She doesn't understand us. The wolf in Alyssa's head spoke up silently.

"That's what I said."

Can we eat her? Her wolf seemed excited by the idea.

"No. You know we can't. You don't even really want to. You're just acting out because you're upset I won't let you watch horror movies any more."

I am not acting out! But since you mentioned it... bring back the horror movies!

"No."

"What are you talking about?" Her coworker frowned; confused by the conversation she could only hear half of.

Turning to her briefly, Alyssa shrugged. "Sorry, I'm just having a small discussion. I'll be free to talk shortly."

"Don't bother." The girl walked away, whispering under her breath. "Freak."

Should have just eaten her.

"Wolves don't even eat people. Stop pretending."

How do you know? Maybe WEREwolves DO eat people! You have no clue! You haven't found a pack yet. Even though you PROMISED!

"I know, I know." Alyssa rubbed her forehead tiredly. "It's harder than I thought it would be."

I'm lonely and bored! I want to go run! I want a pack!

"Anything else, Your Highness? A bone on a silver platter?"

The wolf paused at that, pouting quietly ... I'm hungry. Feed us something tasty.

"That I can do. We'll eat on our lunch break."

Steak?

"...We'll see."

As her wolf silently cheered, the door to the bookstore she was tending opened. A strange smell reached her nose. Mint and pine along with another scent she couldn't quite place.

Alyssa looked up and was startled. The man who walked in looked like he had stepped off the cover of one of her werewolf books. Muscular, handsome... his brown hair just long enough to frame his green eyes. And tall... Alyssa had always known she was short, but never felt quite so at a disadvantage height wise as she did at the man's approach.

He looks like the lead from book #298. Her wolf suggested in an interested tone.

"I was thinking book #645, but I see your point."

Why do you think he's here?

"I don't know."

As he moved closer, his gaze meeting her own, Alyssa stepped back, the sound of her wolf's growl filling her mind.

HE'S A WEREWOLF! ... even better, he smells strong... an ALPHA? QUICK, MATE HIM!

An alpha? Crap. Alyssa had done enough research to know that was bad news. "Look here, Missy, I am not assaulting some stranger just because..."

Then let's switch over to wolf so I can do it!

"No!"

"Excuse me..." The man spoke up, his voice hesitant and trailing off.

Alyssa turned and hurried out the back. Passing through the bookshelves, she heard someone following close behind, and picked up the pace. The door squeaked loudly as she forced it open, slamming against the wall as she broke out into a run towards the back alley.

"Wait!" The man's voice called out.

Seeing that they were now alone, she stopped in her tracks, and turned, more irritated than nervous. "What?"

"..." He seemed thrown off by her sudden change, but shook his head, studying her closely. The man seemed to recognize something, and moved quickly to stand next to her. "You're..." His eyes widened, and he reached out to grab her arm. "A werewolf? My mate?!"

YES! I knew it! Her wolf's scream of excitement echoed in her mind.

Alyssa sighed tiredly, reaching into her bag. "Well, crap."

It had been a terrible day.

Lewis listened to his family arguing, wishing for the thousandth time that he wasn't in charge.

"Nightfang's pack could wipe us out!" Gary, his Beta, slammed his fist on the table, the force of it scattering plates and cups.

Lewis's mother stood up, and despite her height only coming only to the enormous man's chin he shrunk down in fear. "...Did you just mess up my kitchen?"

"..."

"Then you're gonna be a good boy and clean that up right now, yes?" She raised an eyebrow. "Or you won't have to worry about that Nightfang pack. There won't be enough of you left for them to fight over once I'm through."

"...I'll clean it up right away, Ma'am."

"That's what I thought." She turned to Lewis, patting his shoulder comfortingly. "What's you plan to deal with this, dear?"

"My plan?" His voice came out slightly more stressed than he meant it to.

"Well, you're the Alpha. Your father left it to you to protect us. "

"Yes. Of course... a plan... which I definitely have."

Gary and his mate Berta glanced at each other from the other side of the table.

"He doesn't have a plan."

"Did you really expect him to?"

"Hey!" At Lewis's hurt exclamation, Gary shrugged.

"No offense, Alpha, but since your broth... since Nightfang left and took half the pack with him, things have been a little disorganized. You have to admit that's true."

Lewis walked over to the window of the cabin, leaning on the sill and staring up at the cloudy sky. It wasn't supposed to be like this. We were supposed to help each other. Help the pack. But now it's all just one huge mess and I'm the only one left to take care of it.

Hey, you're not alone! His wolf's irritated voice burst out. I'm always here. We're stuck together for life!

I'm aware. He chuckled quietly. Glad to have you, Buddy.

So... Can we go find our mate now?

You know we can't. There could be an attack any day now. Besides, I've already visited all the packs within driving distance. She's not there.

Maybe she's human, like our mom. We should go to town and find her.

Yeah, just go to town and pick up a mate like going to the grocery store to pick up milk. No problem with that.

She's probably waiting for us! She's wondering what's taking us so long to find her. What if she thinks we can't provide for her? Hurry, you have to find her.... Bring steak... no... four steaks... fatty ones! It will show that we can feed her... make her fat! She'll definitely want to mate with us then!

Nothing turns women on more than shoving red meat in their face and telling them that you'll help them gain weight.

Like you would know? Who have you dated? Regale me with tales of your vast experience.

Hey! You haven't dated either.

I have instincts, at least.

"Lewis?" Gary's voice broke him from his silent talk with his wolf.

He turned back "We'll tighten up the patrol schedule." He rubbed his forehead.

"It will mean giving up territory."

"I'm aware." The words came out as a growl. Territory was everything. In the old days it was a pack's survival. The instinct to protect it at all costs remained, but Lewis had no choice. "Their safety matters more."

The pack has to be protected first.

Agree. His wolf sounded unhappy, but stood by him, as always.

"Alright then. Continue with training, and preparing for if Nightfang brings his pack for war." Lewis sighed. "Hopefully they'll wait until the colder weather passes."

Although it might be just delaying the inevitable.

"You are all dismissed." As he stood up, however, his mother stopped him with a smile.

"Can you go to town and pick up some milk, dear? I'm out."

"... Sure, Mom." He held back a laugh thinking about his conversation with his wolf, knowing that no one else would get the joke. Maybe I'll pick up my mate while I'm there.

He headed into town.

As he parked his car and walked towards the supermarket, however, his wolf suddenly started shouting in his head.

She's here!

Lewis frowned. Who? Nightfang or one of his followers?

No, you idiot! Our mate!

Where? He skidded to a halt, staring around frantically. His heart started to race, as he prepared to meet his soulmate... the one he had been waiting for his entire life.

In the bookstore! His wolf wasn't much better, barely able to communicate in its excitement.

He opened the door, ignoring the soft chime that sounded out to alert a new customer's arrival. His eyes scanned the room, trying to spot... something. A familiar face, a special feeling. How do you know if someone is your mate...?

His silent voice trailed off in shock as he stared at... her.

She was beautiful.

Dark curls, the tips just barely brushing her shoulders. She was short... very short. He felt awkwardly tall, wondering if she would dislike his height. She seemed to be packing a book into a suitcase, but then turned to face him.

Her grey eyes widened at the sight of him.

Does she feel it too?

QUICK, FEED HER!

With what?!!! I don't have any food!

Why didn't you bring the steaks?!!! Now she's going to think we're weak and she'll starve as our mate! What if she leaves us?!!

Human women don't need steaks for courtship... watch.

Lewis cleared his throat. "Excuse me..."

She turned and rushed out of the store.

...

...You were saying?

...Maybe you were right about the steaks.

He followed her out to the back of the shop, cringing at the suspicious looks that the customers in the shop gave him.