Destined for the Alpha (2 page)

Her looking around and swearing “Shit shit” waked him up. It wasn't dawn, it was late morning, he had overslept, he thought he could get her back to her cabin safely and thought wrong. He nipped at her shirt and looked at her expectantly "We have to go back. My parents will kill me."

He motioned towards his back and she shook her head "I know you're big but-"

He cut her off with a growl, and motioned again, she straddled the wolf, he was taller than her and considerably bigger, her arms wrapped around his neck and with one leap they were off to her cabin which they reached in only a few minutes. He whined and let her off "I will try and come back Peter," she kissed him on the head and he closed his eyes at her words.

She ran back in the back door and he heard the familiar yelling, he backed into the woods only to see another wolf, it was his beta Ivan.

After they had made it back to the compound "and who is she?" his beta asked accusingly.

"A friend." replied Peter, running his fingers back through his hair, in truth she was more than a friend, she was his angel, his little lost princess in the forest.

"Why haven't you bitten her yet?" the taller Ivan asked

"It's not time yet. Don't talk about her anymore." Peter slammed the door in his beta's face. Catherine was a sore spot, she was always a sore spot for the wolf.

She was not back the next night, and she was not back for many nights, even after he achieved a high ranking wolf she didn't come back. He felt as if there was a hole in his heart, every few weeks he'd go back to the cabin, hoping he just couldn't smell her or he had lost his ability to identify her. Catherine, his angel, was never coming back, and he became increasingly violent at his loss of her. No murder was too much to ask for, no sacrifice was too bloody, his Catherine had left him, and he was unable to be saved.

He had the most lavish rooms and an exclusive pack, but he was out hunting for a new sacrifice this night, it was sport for him at this point, the looks on their faces as they realized what the wolves were driving them to do. How they betrayed each other when they were in groups. It was delicious satisfaction how easily humans became animals in times of desperation. He pounced on a man with a gun taking his hand off with the offending weapon. His screams filled the forest along with the scent of blood. He trotted back with his pack covered in blood from a successful kill and froze when he sniffed it, it was faint, it was weak, it was distinctively Catherine and Peter bolted in the direction. She returned to him, she came back, she came back for him, five years or nothing, she had returned. He stopped as he heard her small steps through the forest unsure and without a flashlight. She had grown, oh my how she had grown. Her hair was short, she looked pale as the moon, but she had the figure of a woman now, and the sure steps of one too. This was the time, he had to turn her this time, and he gained the power to keep her safe. She would be with him, she would be home.

She paused as she heard his steps in the forest "Peter?" her voice wavered in fear, the golden wolf, while covered in blood stepped out of the forest towards his angel. She yelped and stepped backwards.

"You're covered in blood! Did you get in a fight?" she pet him gently and leaned her head against his "I've missed you so much."

How she could react to him so calmly when someone just like her he decapitated not even an hour earlier. He didn't deserve her gentle touches, he thought ashamed. "They took me away from you, I asked for one last time though, can we go to the lake?"

His heart skipped a beat, one last time? He had to do it this time "We'll be spending the weekend here," she said to the wolf as he walked down to the lake pausing every so often for his angel to catch up with him. The lake was the same and he jumped in the water, trying to wash off the blood, hoping somehow it would make him cleaner before his angel. He paddled back towards the shore, now clean and wet only to see his angel, begin to take off her clothing before him. She was taking off her t-shirt revealing her gorgeous full body, her hips wide and her breasts full, he couldn't believe she was so casually getting naked before him.

His angel, how could he have ever thought that she abandoned him. She got in the water with him, her clothing forgotten on the bank, swimming out into the lake. She floated around and splashed the wolf every so often. He whimpered and barked at her as she swam around. She looked rejuvenated just by being near him, he sorely wished to take her into his arms but he knew transforming before her would scare her away. Even if she was his, he knew that she wouldn't be prepared for realizing her peter was not just a wolf, but a werewolf. She eventually got tired and swam to shore. Panting as she crawled out of water and laughing naked on the bank. "I am home Peter, how I missed you!"

He shook off and laid his head on her naked stomach hoping she understood that he missed her too, how he missed her every day since they had first met. He licked her stomach and she giggled, turning over away from him. did he turn her now? no, it was a painful process, he wanted her to have every good memory with him when she became a wolf like him. His mate, his companion, his one and only, how could he have doubted her return? He was her home and as his naked wood nymph laid on the bank, staring up at the half moon. "Do you remember how we howled at the moon?" she asked as she absentmindedly petted the wolf

He sat up and looked up at the half moon, and howled, he heard her laugh, it sounded like birdsong and he howled again, hearing her howl with him he felt his heart swell. There was no one else for him when beauties like this were so willing to be with him, no matter his station within the compound. He howled again and he felt her stroke his back and howl with him, he licked her face, wondering how they would go about the complicated ritual that was turning a human into a werewolf.

She fell asleep against him, like she always did while he laid motionless afraid of disturbing his princess thinking of the best way to get her to become a werewolf without harming her too much. He growled when he smelled another wolf in the vicinity, it was his beta Ivan. He walked out of the forest towards the pair and the alpha wolf didn't dare move but instead bared his teeth towards his beta that backed into the woods before reemerging as a wolf.

She had heard the noise and sat up, "Peter? Is there..," he felt the fear before he heard it and she whimpered when she saw the second wolf approaching them.

Peter stood up and barked at the second wolf, could his beta not leave him alone with his only happiness? She only trusted the golden wolf due to their long and troubled history and the silvery wolf backed off, turning tail and running back into the woods, sufficiently scared. The golden wolf walked around her and licked her arm trying to tell her she was safe but Catherine looked spooked, she stroked his head and then played with one of his soft ears "a friend of yours?"

Peter let out a low whine "or an enemy perhaps?"

He shook his head "Sometimes, I swear you can understand me."

Of course he understood her, every word, every complaint, every noise and look, every small motion and emotion. He knew his perfect match inside and out, every night was consumed with thoughts of her, her voice, and her touch. Catherine was his perfect obsession, and now she lay naked next to him, affectionately playing with his fur, her trust and love for him endless.

"My parents, they keep saying that I have to go to college, I don't know if I'll be allowed to ever come back and visit you." she muttered laying back down on the grassy bank.

His heart stopped, he had to make it this time or he'd lose his angel forever "The city makes me sick, I always feel so weak, they say I have some kind of disorder, the pollution... but I don't know, I think the forest is my home, you're my home Peter." She sighed and he nudged her arm, she laid on her wolf, he curled around her protectively as he was wont to do. "I never want to have to leave you."

He whimpered quietly and there was silence for a while as she closed her eyes "I love you Peter,"

He wanted to tell her, he wanted to tell her so much that he had dedicated his life to her and would continue for the rest of his days to love her and cherish her but afraid of scaring her he just laid still, listening to her breathing even out as his naked nature angel fell back asleep against him. The next night he would make her his, and take her away from all of the sickening cities and keep her with him until he passed on. He hoped that she would still love him after what he was about to do.

"Why exactly are we here?" Shawn said at the edge of the forest, his entire pack was standing at the edge of the forest, wearing all black and facing a small cabin. He sounded annoyed and Ivan hushed him.

"The girl in this house. She is my chosen mate." Peter said in a tone that begged no argument.

"What about Cordelia?" Shawn asked and Peter sent him a withering glare

"a mistake, this girl, she's the one. I don't care what you do with the family, all they've done is abuse her." Peter slipped out of the forest and into the yard, followed by the beta

"Which one is the girl we're not supposed to harm?" Shawn asked looking at the wooden cabin.

"She smells like nature." Peter said facing his clan, they looked at him strangely, but nodded. The five of them moved towards the small wood cabin in the woods, surrounding it. It had to be one or two in the morning, as the moon was already past its peak. Ivan ripped the front door open and Peter bust in the back screen door that he had watched Catherine burst out of and suddenly the whole house was filled with screams. He checked each room until he smelled her. She was in the final room in the cabin, her knees drawn to her chest in fear as Peter came in the room, his eyes alight with desire as he looked at his angel cowering in the corner of the bed. He was slightly hurt by the look and wished he could tell her that he was her best friend, that he was her home, but he couldn't voice anything. The tall werewolf picked her up, feeling her kick and scream against him, quiet cries and he felt his heart hurt more than any blow could give him. How could he do this to his angel? How could he scare her like this when she only trusted him? "Shhh shhh, Catherine, cooperate a little and I promise I will make it worth your while."

"Let me go! God dammit! Let me go!" she was a little spitfire, angry and justified, as she writhed in his arms he sighed, carrying her out of her bedroom, she screamed for bloody murder and he couldn't bring himself to silence her. Instead he held her as they walked outside, she was not very strong, only spirited. They waited in the back yard, where they had met so many times over the five years. "Let me go! What do you want!?"

Peter didn't respond and saw Shawn and Gwen exit the house first, covered in blood, finally Ivan. He realized the whole family had been killed except for the small girl. She screamed again and Ivan looked irritated "If she keeps that up, we're going to be caught in minutes rather than hours."

Peter laid her gently on the ground and straddled her body, the angry Catherine fought valiantly, but when the wolf grabbed her face in her fingers she was forced to look at her captor.

She stared up at him, her eyes full of tears "P-P-Pe-Peter?" she gasped and he closed his eyes sadly how had she known it was him? He had betrayed her trust, and covered her mouth and nose with his hands until she passed out from lack of oxygen

Her cradled her limp body gently, kissing her on the forehead, perhaps she could be turned while she was asleep. This was for the best, this way she could be with him forever. She was home.

Chapter  1

    When she woke up, Catherine realized that she was freezing, and it was dark. Her last memory was falling asleep in her cabin bed and as the blonde girl felt around on the cold hard ground to see if she could find out where she was Catherine heard breathing behind her. "Please," her voice was weak and she knew it, had she been kidnapped? Was this a bad dream?

"Finally," a voice rasped and she felt fur up against her arm, causing her to squeal and fall forward onto her elbows, scraping them on the rock floor. "We have you at last."

She couldn't see but she could feel the danger around her, Catherine didn't know where it could be from or where it was at. All she knew now is that there was a large dog somewhere around her in the inky blackness of night.

"Please! I just want to go home, my parents will know I'm missing!" She backed up into another animal that growled at her and she yelped and stood up shakily. It was true, her parents would know she was missing eventually, probably tomorrow afternoon. She knew this trip with them during her fall break was a bad idea, but Catherine felt like there wouldn't be many more vacations up to the family cabin. So she reluctantly agreed. Would her sister wake up in the middle of the night and alert her parents? Would anyone know the college student had been taken?

She was never a very careful girl, always getting into trouble in the woods. Catherine always felt more at home in the forest than in the city, the nature seemed to replenish her, running barefoot throughout the dense forest was something she had been doing since she could walk. School had taken her away from weekend trips to the cabin, and while she had made some friends at the small college where she was getting her biology degree, she knew it would be a matter of time before she just moved up here anyways. She would never get the chance now, she was sure this was the end for her.

"Alpha let me." One voice called out from the darkness, her hearing sharpened and she looked to the direction the voice was coming from. Catherine was sure at any minute her legs were going to give out from underneath her, who was alpha?

"Ivan you are always so fucking eager." another voice replied, "We can do nothing, we must take her to…dammit…Frederick first" everyone's voices sounded strained and she heard movement around her before she was knocked over backwards again by a dog.

"Please I don't know what I can do for you, just let me go. My parents don't have much, I'm not worth the trouble!" She closed her eyes and felt a pair of strong arms pick her up. Catherine was short, only five feet and a few inches and had a small frame. She screamed as she was picked up and began flailing. However whoever had picked her up seemed unfazed, his hard naked chest took her blows easily and she felt long claws through her clothing as she was tossed over his shoulder. He didn't cry when she punched him, he didn't touch her when she clawed at him, he walked steadily forward and eventually they came out of a long tunnel into the woods.