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What kind of wolf am I? - 8. Chapter 8
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Tristan
I slowly peeled open my eyes. Everything hurt like a bitch. Memories of what had happened gradually started to flood back, and I groaned. Shit. I rolled out of bed and slowly got to my feet. I wore a pair of PJ bottoms and didn’t bother putting on more clothes, just thinking about it made my muscles burn. I made my way toward the common area in search of Asha, but the whole building seemed vacated. Down the next hall towards the wing facing towards the mountains, I found one o the youngsters staring out the window with huge eyes.
“Where is everyone?” I asked quietly so not to startle him. I was not successful.
“Alpha.” He greeted before pointing out the window and stepping aside. I could not make sense of what I saw. My whole council was gathered, all in wolf form except Asha, and circling two white wolfs, keeping them from coming closer to the house. What the hell was going on? I turned on my heels and headed for the door.
I made my way across the small field, the movements releasing some of the aches in my muscles.
“Asha?” I said when I reached him where he stood at the edge of the gathering.
“I have absolutely no clue!” he said bewildered. “one of our pack members called for aid and we came. Turned out it was Sasha calling, but when we arrived at the place where he’d found you, he turned and charged at us. We managed to avoid conflict and bring you home, but he’s been like this since then. He refuses to shift so we can talk to him and attacks anyone who comes to close.” He gestured towards Sasha, who was clearly guarding over the female and her two pups. Which was indeed very odd, since they were not pack, and trespassing non the less.
I took a step back and shifted, no way was I going near an agitated wolf unprotected. Turned out I didn’t need protection. When I drew nearer Sasha whole demeanour changed, he huffed and crouched down with a whine. He eagerly crawled closer, his tail swishing happily from side to side across the grass. I stopped and let him approach me. When he reached me, he rubbed his snout against me, and when I rumbled in approval, he sat up and rubbed his head under my jaw before happily starting to lick around my muzzle. For a while, I just let him shower me with love – at least his wolf acknowledge our connection. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nadine moving closer to the white female. Sasha too had apparently noticed cause he halted his affections to lower his head and growled at her warningly. Mate or not, he was in no position to rebuke members of my council. I bent down I nipped his side in reprimand, but in the next second Sasha turned around and snapped his jaws around my throat, a pained whine escaped me. With a snarl, he jumped back, away from me, and Nadine turned to charge him. He growled angrily at her, ready to defend himself. Before any fighting could break out, I jumped in between and roared at Sasha. He’d gone from being my confused mate one moment to a direct threat towards one of my pack members in the next. I would defend my pack. The pack came first.
To my surprise, Sasha didn’t attack, but he did not back down either. His stance was wide, ready for a fight, and a low, warning snarl rumbled from his throat. I took a second to look at him. Then I realized, his stance was no different from mine. His hostile behaviour towards my pack and protective demeanour over the white female was not unlike anything I would have done, had it been Nadine. Well, fuck me!
I took a step back and shifted.
“Your message has been received loud and clear, Sasha. You can relax.” He looked up at me then back to the rest of the group. “Everyone back down, Now!” I growled, and my council members slowly shifted back. Sasha nervously licked his lips but began to relax. He turned and went to lay down next to the female, still on guard. Asha came to my side.
“What the hell is going on?” anxiety clear in his voice.
“Turns out my chosen mate is not an omega… He’s a fucking alpha” I growled, not knowing what the hell to do about that fact.
I had returned to my bed after all the commotion had died down. I’d ordered Asha to deal with the situation and offer the white female and her pups refuge for the time being. As it seemed Sasha would not be leaving her side; he just let him do what he felt the need to.
An alpha… how could he be an alpha? Alphas didn’t pair, they certainly didn’t mate. But mates they definitely were – even though Sasha was an alpha and with the wounds on his neck to prove it, he still earned for the youngling. At least the fact that he was an alpha explained Sasha’s blatant defiance. But even so, I was hell off a lot confused. His wolf had clearly submitted when he’d first seen me, but then he had turned on me when I had reprimanded him, why would he do that if he was submissive to me? I turned over groaned into the pillow. But then, I had chided him for growling at Nadine… so, he was willing to submit to me, but not to anyone else. I tried to put myself in his shoes; however, the situation was so alien that it was as good as impossible. One thing I was sure of, I was not surprised by Sasha’s attack on me; he was alpha after all. I might have to start taking that into consideration when I was around him. Or at least figure out how to interact with him, otherwise I feared it might come to fight at some point. Shit, I was so confused. I didn’t even know Sasha well enough to make a fair judgement of his state of mind and how he might handle everything once we had to actually deal with it.
After two days in bed, I’d had enough of contemplating over the issue. I needed to move to find solutions to stuff, I did think better when I was moving around. I found Asha in the common area hanging around in front of the television. Apparently, there was nothing to do when I was bedridden.
“Tristan! You’re up?” Why he was asking I had no idea.
“So it seems,” I stated dryly.
“You want food?” He started to get up. I waved him off and grabbed an apple from the bowl on the kitchen counter instead.
“How is the situation?” I asked and bit down on the fruit.
“Tense. Nadine is pointedly avoiding the guest wing, and everyone else is walking around on tiptoes. I think they’re afraid Sasha might explode or something. Although he is just keeping to the area, we assigned to the female.” I sighed and rubbed a hand over my face
“What the hell am I going to do with an alpha as my mate?” There were so many issues attached to the fact that my head was spinning.
“How about not doing anything at the moment? I mean, seemed to me he was more than willing to submit to you, although, only you. Besides, we have more urgent matters to consider with a pack of hostile wolves crossing our borders. And the whole situation about Sasha and the female cannot really be solved until the female shifts and tells us her story. And we both know that won’t happen until her pups are big enough to make their first shift.”
“Maybe we should call the council together to discuss these matters, there are too many aspects to consider. It’s making my head spin.”
“I’ll let them know.” He patted my shoulder and went on his way.
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