Both her parents were Beta-blooded, and she was, due to that, a pure Beta-blooded wolf. China actually was faster in wolf form than even their own dad. Only the Alpha and Slade could actually catch China. Though she could not actually catch either Alpha Roman or Slade, though she had tried many times, as had China, it frustrated her wolf a little that they could pull away from her.
Not many could outrun an Alpha wolf, she knew that, and China could keep up, as could both Palmer and Yuri, but Slade could and often did just bolt ahead of them and win at everything.
They arrived back at the training ground and her dad, and the Alpha unit were all there with Hayden standing next to them. It ruined her good mood in an instant; the boy was dressed for training. She and the boys were called over and told that seeing as Slade wasn’t here, they were in need of a fourth member for group training and Hayden was going to be it.
Today they’d all trained together and put Hayden through the paces of full Alpha Unit training. She didn’t like it. Didn’t want him in her group and within just an hour of being in there, he was trying to throw his weight around and tell her and the unit what training they should be doing.
She pulled him up quickly and reminded him she was the actual future Beta, and he was just the second. That he was here to learn and was not in charge of anything. He’d glared right at her and told her she would see, that it was going to be his job, and she needed to accept it.
Alpha Roman had gotten between them and actually sent Hayden back to the packhouse, when he’d rolled his aura at her to try and show he was stronger, “Sorry Ori.” He murmured.
“It’s going to be like this the entire time.” She told him, because she knew it was going to be.
“He’ll calm down, is just itching to be the Beta, is all.”
“Oh, I know that.” She muttered, after they were all dismissed, and she did, also understood if it was up to her father and not Slade himself, she would be the second and Hayden would be the future Beta, even though she was the firstborn.
“Don’t stress Ori, you are Slade’s choice for his Beta. It’s his choice who his Beta is, you know that,” Palmer told her.
“I know.” She murmured, and she did. Slade could choose whoever he liked when he got back from Alpha College. But she’d paid that man, her future Alpha, the biggest of insults. Right to his family jewels. She might have burnt that bridge, squashed her own future. She could only wait and see when he came home.
Training those couple of days was a nightmare. Hayden was constantly trying to talk over the top of her and dismissing her, trying to run training. He had no idea how to actually run. He’d never trained with Slade and the boys as a unit, and didn’t understand how they did things.
Annoyed her so much that she’d just punched him at one point with all she’d had, and actually hurt him, got in trouble for it and the punishment was half a day in the cells. That was the day of the full moon even, to her mother and father’s complete disappointment.
She, however, was allowed out with just one hour before the moon set, and her mother pretty much grabbed her and ran her all the way back to the packhouse. Where she was shoved into a shower, she came out to find a dress laid out for her and her mother telling her to hurry up and get ready.
Ori didn’t really care all that much, didn’t want to put that bloody, over-the-top dress on and look all girly like her mother was making her be for this, the first full moon after her 18th.
She was practically dragged downstairs to the ballroom, where a whole bunch of newly turned 18-year-old wolves, seven of them were all dressed up and standing around, including Lindal herself.
“I see you made it.” Lindal laughed at her.
“I’d rather be in the cells than in this.” She muttered, plucking at the flowing skirt of her dress. It was too much, an A-line V-necked knee-length chiffon dress with a full fitted bodice that had tiny shiny gems under her bust and around her natural waistline. It was very formal and, though yes, pretty, not what she would have chosen herself.
Ori felt the moon set and there was nothing, no scenting of a Mate. She damned near sagged with relief and only heard one person growl the word ‘Mine’ and it didn’t come from one of them, though she did feel Lindal latch on to her with a death grip as one of the pack’s warriors, Beckham, stepped through the crowd and walked right towards her.
He was a few years older than Lindal, 22 if she recalled correctly, and he was liking the look of his Goddess Gifted Mate. Lindal stepped right behind her “He’s freaking huge.” She half whispered, sounded a little on the terrified side.
“Warrior on the way to being Elite status.” Beckham stated, “Come here, Lindal, and claim what is yours.” He even knew who she was.
Lindal was barely five-seven and only of a slight build, whereas Beckham had the height and size of an Alpha wolf at six-four, he was actually taller than Slade and more buffed up as well. He was already in Elite warrior training and those warriors trained a lot longer than they were allowed to at 18.
Lindal squeaked as Beckham tried to reach round Ori to snag her, and then she was just gone, a flash of deep purple chiffon fleeing the ballroom. Ori shrugged up at him, it wasn’t a rejection. “You’d better catch her I guess.”
He shook his head and strode all casual like out of the ballroom. She’d never escape him. He could not only track her with the pack tether, but her Mate scent as well. It was just a matter of time before she was cornered. Though knowing Lindal she was headed for the workshop and her father. The girl’s mother was here and chuckling away, thought it was very funny.
Oriana
She smiled at Lindal as she watched her once again run from her Mate a week later. They were marked and mated, and he was still having to chase her around the pack. The girl was all into him, but had told Ori he was too much sometimes, completely insatiable and just couldn’t bloody keep his hands to himself. She was naked within minutes of him getting back from training.
Ori had laughed at her, was currently laughing at her, as were Palmer and Yuri, for that matter. “She’ll be knocked up before the next full moon is even here.” Yuri chuckled.
“I hear he wants a full litter of little elite warriors.” Palmer snorted.
“No wonder she’s running the hell away.” Yuri laughed now.
“Mate bonds are crazy weird.” She’d shaken her head and both of them had just looked at her with a raised eyebrow “What?” she asked.
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