Not just the Beta (Oriana and Slade) novel Chapter 73

Austin

He’d laughed at that flashing ‘I burn hot in the winters.’ On the screen of his computer, his tech guy, Julious, however, did not find it so amusing.

“I think this person is a girl, and she’s playing with me and taunting me.” Austin had chuckled, fully amused.

He quite liked this mystery wolf, didn’t however go heading out to Greenville. He’d never once managed to catch them, so he was just going to leave them be. They weren’t really harming anyone.

“Maybe they’re lonely.” Brodey, his Beta, had Amused out loud.

“Looking for wolfen world contact of any kind.” Austin had nodded. “But too scared they’ll get into trouble, being I’m an Alpha and on the Wolfen Council.”

“Likely so.” Brodey had nodded “the full moon’s here in a week.”

“Hmm,” he’d nodded, he’d felt so many of them over the past 200 years that he didn’t expect to find anyone on any given full moon. It would be nice when it happened, but he didn’t go out there looking for it.

He would not take a chosen Mate, no matter how pretty she was, nor what her bloodline was, never even consider any deals that were offered to him by the she-wolf or her father, not the Wolfen Council either.

If he was meant to be mate-less, then that’s what he was to be. If he had to wait 500 or 800 years for a Mate to come along or be born, then he would wait. He believed one should not only wait for their Mate to come along, one should claim them regardless of who they were, what rank they were or what they were.

If he found he had a Mate, and she ran away from him, he would likely just smile and shake his head, then he and his wolf, Oakley, would hunt their Mate, find a way to persuade her into being theirs. Likely charm, tease and torment her, show her they had a fun side.

That just because he was a Pure-blooded Alpha with a pack and was on the Council didn’t mean that he was all business all the time. Which is what most people saw with him, only those inside his own pack saw the softer, fun side to himself.

Though he was hoping that when that day came, and he found his Mate, she would just stare up at him and then just jump up into his arms and growl mine right at him. That would be perfect in his eyes.

He let go of his thoughts on finding a Mate that, at this point in time, may or may not even exist. It would happen only when it was meant to and not before.

“We could be in Greenville for the full moon, Austin.”

His eyes met Brodey’s. He’d had a fleeting thought about a possible human Mate, the lovely young Maddie. A smile touched his face. “Maybe,” was all he said, and his Beta dropped the subject, knew better than to harass him about it.

He’d been alerted nearly a week later to that one in Greenville he suspected, trying to access restricted council files. Not by his tech department though, but by another Wolfen Council member, Alpha Cameron, formally of the Glass Lake Pack out in Alaska. He’d been up late working by himself. Had seen Austin’s log in appear and had seen that he’d not actually logged in at all, that it just sat there. Had called him to ask him why? Couldn’t he recall his password?

Austin had huffed and stated, “It’s not me, I’m in bed, what are they trying to access.” Knew it would be flagged like it was here in his pack.

Cameron had stated “Wolves without a pack scent, but not a rogue. That is restricted information.”

He’d sat himself up and muttered “Thanks for letting me know, I’ll try and get it cleared up. Though don’t stress too much, my password is not so easy to regenerate.” And it wasn’t.

Restricted access called for a wolfen ID password, which was always in wolfen language, so unless whoever was hacking the system had a decryption programme with wolfen language included in it. It wasn’t going to be breached.

He’d gotten up and checked the last, access from his curious friend, as he thought of them nowadays, and yes, it ran along the same lines. Intrigued he was now, had his curious friend found a wolf out there like that? Or were they trying to get that for themselves? That was not something they could obtain.

A pack scent-less wolf was a rare thing, highly guarded by the wolfen council, and those like that were quickly hunted and given a pack scent, and the protection it provided, to them, from those on the black market, who loved getting their hands on she-wolves like that. The males they didn’t so much as care about.

Technically, those wolves belonged to no one at all. So if stolen and harmed by another, as long as they remained not a rogue and not part of a pack either, no one could come along and claim them as their own. No one could punish the captors. Those she-wolves like that, that were taken, were never initiated to anyone at all, because they could produce more like them.

If there was now a pack scent-less wolf in Greenville, Maine, he needed to go out there and hunt them, bring them in to keep them safe, give them a pack scent to help protect them from those that would turn them into slaved breeding machines. Getting them out of those places could be a full nightmare, and some had been born into it and didn’t want to leave.

Despite their life of breeding and their children being just taken away from them, they were treated well, never harmed, he found, their owners made a lot of money off of them and from those he’d seen saved. Had stated, none were actually allowed to force them to be in their bed. They kind of got to date the wolf that wanted to breed with them for a week, sometimes more.

It was more than weird. They had nice clothes and a nice apartment to live in, were fed and clean, they just never got to have their babies and were used to it, unfortunately. Just having it taken away and handed over to the father the moment it was born. Most of these she-wolves smelled of ranked members. Some were Alpha-blooded and those that wanted Pure-blooded heirs could, if they knew where to go, have one bred for them.

So he was off to Greenville once more, and seeing as he was going to be there over the full moon, he might as well stick close to young Maddie, get a date with her, just in case he scented her out, and this full moon was going to be grand, a super moon, it would be big and bright over the lake.

All girls liked that, even the human ones, so a walk out under the super moon, he would enjoy her company regardless of when the moon sex if he scented her or not.

She was a lovely sight. “No glasses.” He commented as he greeted her.

“Contacts.” She smiled up at him.

“You look lovely Maddie,” he dropped his hand to the small of her back and smiled that little bit more as he heard her heart rate pick up, she really did like him. He helped her up into his car and told her “I booked us a table at the lakeside restaurant, Edge.”

“A nice view with our meal.” She nodded, then chuckled as he got in the car, “Close to the woods.” she smiled right at him “I would enjoy another trip in the woods.”

“Bold, I see.” he smiled to himself “Would you rather that than a nice walk on the lake?”

“Let me see, a walk or…sex. I think the latter appeals more to me.”

“I am up for that.” He chuckled himself “But I’m a gentleman, so dinner first.”

“I could eat.” She nodded, and he caught the double meaning of her words. But left it alone.

They were still at the restaurant when the moon set, and he did not scent Maddie out as his human Mate. She was sitting across from him at the table, looking out the window at the moon itself as it now rose, sipping on a glass of white wine. “It’s pretty.” She stated after a moment.

“Yes, it is and big like that, amazing to look at.” He was willing to bet their moon Goddess could see all of her creatures tonight with her moon being so large.

Maddie’s eyes moved to his, and she smiled right at him. “Why don’t we get out of here, take a drive under that large pretty moon.”

He nodded “If you’re ready.”

“More than ready.” She stood up and then leaned down to his ear and murmured only for him to hear “For your hands to touch me all over.”

He chuckled softly “Then how can I decline such an offer?”