Chapter 1-Dating A Coward Alpha
Helanie:
"When are you going to accept me?" I asked him as he shrugged into his black jacket, adjusting it comfortably while sitting beside me on the bench. The alpha before me looked excited for the night. He was the only son of Alpha Diaz of The Vicious Bane Pack. He was supposed to have his official crowning when he turned 23 but that would be another three years.
"It'll take time. Why do you always bring it up when I am in a good mood?" His irritation was evident. But I needed to know if I was holding onto false hope or if this was leading somewhere.
In the hustle and bustle of my house, everyone had forgotten that I finally turned eighteen. I had waited for this day for what felt like forever.
Probably since I was six.
That's when everything changed, and I was no longer Daddy's princess or Mommy's little queen. But that's when I found a friend in Altan. Despite him being an alpha's son, he connected well with me. However, he always insisted we keep our friendship a secret. I wondered if it was because he was ashamed of me having no wolf. But like any other werewolf, I carried a certain aura and also the ability to find a mate, if only I had one. Apart from that, I didn't have any other abilities that a fully transitioned werewolf has even when they are in their human form.
"I turned eighteen tonight, Altan. I'll be expected to find a mate soon. I don't want my father to push me into a match with someone of his choosing," I managed to say, even as his hands roamed over my thighs, lifting my knee-length dress toward places that made me uncomfortable.
It felt wrong being touched like that in public. Especially in the abandoned underground station.
The pack that once thrived here had long been destroyed by dark forces. Now, it was just barren land between active territories, with a rarely-used train station stop.
That's why Altan had brought me here. Nobody could see us here.
"Mmm. We'll figure something out later. But for now—" He nuzzled his face into my neck, his fingers toying with my pendant. Every time someone got too close to it, fear gripped me.