The Female Alpha You Can't Tame

"Alpha!"

The loud voice wakes me up from my deep slumber by the stream on the soft bed of grass. This was my private place off-limits to any wolf except Elriam, my Beta. It was a special place, my personal escape, my therapy from the nightmares that plague my mind during dark nights.

"Speak Elriam as to why this disturbance," I commanded lifting my forearm from my eyes glancing at her.

"Forgive me Alpha, but Alpha Lan has arrived." She bows. "I didn't want to disturb you Alpha, but it is sort of an emergency and you are needed. The meeting cannot..."

"Start until I am present. I know Elriam you have told me so a thousand times." I cut her off making her bow deeper. Slowly getting up wiping my dirt-stained hands on my pants, stretching my bones I look at her. "Let's go, wouldn't want to give a bad impression to the Alpha who has come." My wolf seeps to the front wanting to go for a run, pushing her back knowing now is not the time, showing a flash of teeth and a snarl she retreats.

We run back to the pack, gliding through trees, feeling the air brushing through my hair making me feel content. My form of happiness. But is this my happiness? My only form of happiness? Shouldn't there be something more? These thoughts go back and forth in my mind as we reach the pack.

"Alpha welcome, we had quite the wait." Alpha Lan says but I can see right through him to the mockery his voice beholds.

"Hope you enjoyed it, Alpha Lan." I will never apologize, it is not within me to do so. My Beta brushes against me standing strong watching him. I look towards some of his pack members huddled behind him not making a sound. I can smell their fear. Their fear of me. I smile a wicked smile licking my teeth, loving the smell. "Bring the carts." My voice booms in its autorotative tone as my members obey immediately propelling several carts filled with a variety of fruits towards his pack.

Members from both the packs lift their nose into the air inhaling the scents hoping that they would be lucky to perhaps find their gift from the moon. Something I don't understand, the idea of mates something I never cared to even think about. The power of being an Alpha is all that I need and ever will or so I thought.

My pack is known for producing the freshest of fruits that Alpha Lan's pack enjoys for his pack reigns from the desert lands where fruits are a luxury. The climate makes it difficult for their plants to bear them.

Alpha Lan walks up to me feeling content for the successful transfer. "Where is your Luna, Alpha Lan?" I question him knowing very well she is probably chained for disobedience back in his pack. Luna May's continuous defiance with this male surprises me. His eyes