The Alpha's Feisty Mate

Calm before the storm

Alpha Drake POV

 

 After my encounter with Isabella the other night, she’s been avoiding me. It’s been a few days, and I haven’t run into her. I couldn’t seem to get her out of my head, no matter how hard I tried. 

 

I needed to get back to my pack. Maybe then I could forget about her and move on with my life.

 

 Alpha Blain has been acting oddly the past few days. Throwing little innocent remarks and comments about Isabella and I. I have a feeling he suspects something between the two of us. 

 

I just finished telling Alpha Blain that I would be returning to my pack territory in a few days, but I would send him some of my warriors to help protect his pack in my absence.

 

 I had really grown to like Alpha Blain. He reminded me of my father. I would always respect the man and help when I could. 

 

 I sure hope we could put an end to the rogue attacks so he could relax a little. The poor old man was getting greyer by the day.

 

 I woke up the following morning and made my way to the training field with Erik.

 

 I had missed a few days of training to avoid Isabella when I knew her punishment was over.

 

I really didn’t want to see her locked up in compromising positions with other male warriors while training. I knew that would trigger Devon’s possessiveness. 

 

 I’m curious to see her fight, though. I still haven’t had the opportunity since she wasn’t allowed to train. 

 

 Today I figured I’d suck it up and attend. I really hate missing my daily training sessions. I find I’m more easily agitated when I don’t train. 

 

 When we reached the training grounds, I noticed Alpha Blain standing on the sidelines observing. I didn’t really think much of it. He’s probably just checking on his warriors.

 

 I listened to Declan as he paired everyone up with a partner. When he reached Isabella, he said, “Isabella, pair up with Alpha Drake.” His voice was firm, leaving her no room to argue. 

 

 Seriously? What game is Alpha Blain and Declan playing? They know she can’t stand me, and there’s always animosity between us. They must be planning something, I think to myself. I won’t argue, though. I’ll go along with their little game. Heck, it could be fun to dominate that feisty little thing. 

 

 She looked beautiful as always, even with her irritated glares. She was wearing those sexy little spandex shorts with a purple-colored sports bra. I will never be able to focus with those perky little tits rubbing up against me. Man, this girl knows how to distract her opponent.

 

 Maybe I should take it easy on her. I didn’t want to embarrass her in front of the warriors, but at the same time, this girl needed to know her place and submit to me. She’s been nothing but defiant and disrespectful since I got here. I needed to show her that I was the dominant, more powerful one in this fight. Oh, and I will. I internally smirked. 

 

 As we assumed our fighting stance, I saw her assessing my every move. Doing exactly the same as what I was doing, looking for a weakness or opening.

 

 I watched as she charged at me first. It was a little reckless and predictable. I sidestepped easily but threw out my foot at the last second and tripped her. I smirked. That kinda felt good. If looks could kill, I’d be dead. I chuckled to myself as she stood back up and got into position. This is going to be fun. 

 

 This time I lunged at her first, and I watched as she spun her body around so her back was to me, throwing out her elbow. I couldn’t stop my momentum, and my stomach plowed right into her elbow with full force. Wow, that knocked the wind right out of my lungs. 

 

 Lucky hit, I thought to myself as I was still trying to catch my breath. I got back into position and acted like the hit was nothing, but really, man, that hurt, and it’s gonna leave a good bruise. 

 

 Our match went on for over an hour, and I was blown away by her fighting skills. I actually wasn’t going easy on her, the opposite, I was giving it my all, trying to pin the little minx to the ground so I could get the satisfaction of having her submit in defeat.

 

 Man, I was getting frustrated. Seriously, how can a little midget like Isabella give me such a run for my money? The entire session, she didn’t say a word to me. All I got was glares and huffs of frustration when I would block her attacks. 

 

 Every time I would get the upper hand and think I had her pinned, her sexy little body would twist in ways I didn’t know possible, and she would manage to throw me off and gain the upper hand. 

 

 I had to admit, when she had me pinned on the mat a couple of times while straddling me. I got a little turned on. There was definitely something roaring to life in my shorts.

 

 Devon kept pushing for control. He wasn’t happy that I couldn’t pin our little mate. Being an Alpha male, it just wasn’t acceptable. I was frustrated, too, but seriously I was giving everything I had. I chalked it up to being an off day. Ya, that’s gotta be it. 

 

 Once Declan announced the end of the training, it happened to be while I was on top of Isabella, and she was pinned underneath me. We stared at each, and I didn’t want to get up. I watched her chest rise and fall as she caught her breath. I wanted to stay in that position forever. 

 

 As soon as I snapped back to my senses, I got up and walked away without saying anything. I met up with Erik, who was waiting for me. He had clearly been watching our fight. He had a massive smirk on his face and looked amused. That irritating bastard, I thought to myself.

 

 “So, can she fight?” Erik asked me, knowing damn well that she could fight. He was really getting on my nerves.

 

 “Ya, I guess, for a she-wolf, she’s not bad,” I said and shrugged my shoulders, brushing it off. 

 

 “Just alright, eh? Hhhmm, that’s interesting because I don’t think she tapped out once?” He said with a knowing smirk.

 

 “Were you going easy on her, boss?” He questioned, even though he already knew the answer.

 

 “I was having an off day, that’s all. Now drop it.” I said with irritation.

 

 “Whatever you say, boss,” Erik said while chuckling. 

 

 We made it back to the packhouse, and both went to our own rooms.

 

 I stripped out of my sweaty clothes and hopped in the shower. Man, that little she-wolf is strong. I haven’t fought anyone that I wasn’t able to beat. I’m going to have to fix that. I need a rematch for my own pride and sanity. 

 

 Once out of the shower, I threw on some jeans and a black v-neck shirt. 

 

 I mind-linked Erik to meet in my room so we could go and grab a bite to eat.

 

 I waited by my door for Erik, and when he arrived, we made our down to the main level of the packhouse. 

 

 Once we reached the main floor, it was chaos. People were running around, panicked. 

 

 I stopped one of the warriors who was about to run out the front doors.

 

 “What’s going on?” I asked him with concern lacing my words.

 

 “There’s been a breach at the northern border, at least a hundred rogues. We are under attack.” He said with panic clear in his tone before running out.

 

 It would be nice if we were part of the pack, we would be able to mind-link with them and get the details, but instead, Erik and I are heading into battle blind. 

 

 We ran outside and shifted into our wolves without even stripping our clothes off, causing them to be ripped to shreds. That’s the last thing I care about right now. 

 

 We ran towards the Northern border, and it was pure chaos, wolves fighting wolves, some of the warriors were fighting wolves in human form, and there was blood and bodies littering the ground.

 

I took off into the fight and came across a pack warrior fighting two rogues at the same time. I jumped in and latched my jaw onto the hind leg of one of the rogues, throwing him into a tree, and before he could get back up, I bit into his throat and ripped it out. I watch his lifeless body hit the ground before I turn to find my next victim.

 

 I saw a dark brown wolf charge toward me. Before he made contact, I dodged out of the way and he ran pass me because of the momentum. I turned when he was next to me and bit into his shoulder. I heard him yelp, but before I could get a kill shot, a sandy brown rogue latched onto my left hind leg throwing me off the dark brown wolf. 

 

 I turn towards the sandy brown rogue and lunge at him, he was at a perfect angle that I managed to latch my canines into his throat, and I administered the fatal blow, killing him instantly.

 

 The brown wolf ran at me, but I was quicker and ripped his throat out, killing him as well. 

 

 I turned around and spotted a large white she-wolf fighting five rogues ahead of me. I recognized her scent immediately. Even though I hadn’t seen her wolf yet, I knew it was Isabella.

 

 ‘Mate’s in trouble, go!’ Devon barked at me in my head.

 

 He didn’t have to tell me twice. I may not want her as a mate, but no one will ever hurt her. She shouldn’t even be out here. She should be in a safe room with the elders, women, and children, I thought to myself. Knowing damn well she’s a capable warrior. I just can’t stop my possessive thoughts and need to keep her safe.

 

 As I charged towards a dark brown rogue, one of the five that Isabella was fighting, I couldn’t help but notice they didn’t seem to be trying to kill her but rather subdue her. I didn’t think much of it at the time, since my attention was back on the dark brown wolf as I plowed into him with all my force, knocking him to the ground. I wasted no time biting down into his throat and killing him. 

 

 I turned and saw a beige-colored wolf about to bite into Isabella’s shoulder while her back was turned. She was too busy fighting three other rogues. She couldn’t see him approaching. 

 

 I quickly grabbed the beige wolf by one of his hind legs and threw him away from Isabella before he could bite her. 

 

 I jump on top of the beige wolf and waste no time tearing his throat out. Rage filled my body at the thought of him almost biting my mate. He deserved a slow death, but I just don’t have the time right now, so a quick death will have to do. 

 

 I turned around to see that one of the rogue wolves was latched onto Isabella’s back while she continued fighting the other two rogues. She didn’t even seem fazed by the wolf on her back. She’s impressive. 

 

 I saw blood coating her beautiful white fur, and it sent me into full rage mode. I was out for blood. They hurt my mate.

 

 I ripped the rogue that was on her back to pieces like a savage beast. I turned around to see that Isabella was tearing out the throat of the last rogue that was attacking her. I felt relief flood my body. 

 

 We both stood frozen for a minute watching each other. It was our first time seeing one another in wolf form, and I couldn’t help the attraction I felt for her. I could see the same admiration in her eyes. 

 

Her wolf was almost as big as mine, and she was absolutely stunning. I couldn’t help but feel proud of her ability to fight. She is strong. I certainly didn’t give her the credit she deserved.

 

 Once we both snapped out of our haze, I looked around and noticed that the battle had ended. There wasn’t any more fighting, just warriors in human form helping the wounded. 

 

 I shifted back to my human form and approached Isabella’s wolf. She was injured. I couldn’t help but worry.

 

 She shifted into her human form, and a warrior immediately handed her an oversized T-shirt.

 

I did get a glimpse of her gorgeous naked body, but I didn’t linger on it. I was more concerned that she was injured.

 

 She was putting on the T-shirt, and I said, “Isabella, you’re wounded. You need to be seen by a doctor.” I had a concerned tone in my voice. 

 

 “I’m fine. It will be healed in a few hours. There are warriors with way worst injuries that need the doctor’s attention first.” She replied sternly as she ran off to help with the wounded.

 

 I shook my head in frustration at her stubbornness but decided to leave it for now.

 

 I forgot about Erik. Shit. I better check on him. 

 

 ‘Hey, you ok? Where are you?’ I asked through the mind-link.

 

 ‘I’m back at the packhouse. You need to get here fast.’ He replied with concern in his voice.

 

 I shifted back into my wolf and ran towards the packhouse.

 

 When I got there, I shifted and put on some shorts. 

 

 ‘We’re in Alpha Blain's office when you get here.’ Erik said through the link.

 

 I ran up to Alpha Blain’s office and stopped dead in my tracks. 

 

 Alpha Blain was lying on the ground by the door with a dagger sticking out of his chest. Declan knelt down at his side, and Erik was talking to a warrior, making arrangements for a doctor to attend.

 

 Alpha Blain locked eyes with me and said. “I need to speak with Alpha Drake alone,” leaving no room for argument.

 

 Declan seemed surprised but nodded and left the room with Erik and the warrior.

 

 I approached Alpha Blain and knelt down next to him. 

 

 “Listen, I’m dying.” He said before continuing. 

 

 “I know who they want, and it’s Isabella.” He said angrily while watching my shocked face. I didn’t say anything and just waited for him to explain

 

 “She’s special, Alpha Drake. Her and Declan are of royal blood.” He said. I was completely shocked. What the hell. The Royal family were all killed years ago. There were supposedly no survivors. 

 

 “Her mother was the Alpha king’s daughter, the Princess of the kingdom, no one other than me knew that she survived.” He said and paused before continuing. 

 

 “I kept their heritage a secret from both of them and everyone else to protect them. Declan doesn’t even know his heritage.”

 

 I still didn’t say anything. Knowing he didn’t have much time left, I let him speak so he could tell me what he needed to.

 

 “Declan will be a target because he’s strong and has the potential to be the Alpha of all Alphas like his deceased grandfather, the Alpha king. Other leaders will see him as a threat and want him dead. Isabella on the other hand, is a target because she will produce strong royal blooded heirs. Other leaders will want her as a mate. I can’t let that happen.” He said with determination in his eyes. 

 

 “I am asking you for a favor, Alpha Drake,” he said and waited for my reply.

 

 “Anything, Alpha Blain,” I replied sincerely. 

 

 “Promise me you’ll protect her, bring her back to your pack and keep her safe.” He asked with concern written all over his face.

 

 “I promise,” I told him without having to even think about it. She’s my mate, after all. Even though I didn’t want her as my mate, I needed to protect her and keep her safe. I couldn’t deny his dying wishes.

 

 “Alpha Drake, my son will be taking over as Alpha. I need you to help guide him.” He said in between coughing fits. 

 

 “I will, Alpha Blain,” I said. 

 

 “Thank you, Alpha Drake. I feel like I can rest In peace knowing my sweet baby girl, Isabella, will be safe. Please bring my son back in so I can speak with him.” Alpha Blain asked, and I complied. I opened the door, and Declan stormed in, followed by a panicked Isabella.

 

 She looked so vulnerable as she took in her father’s condition. I could see the sadness and concern in her eyes as she watched her father dying right in front of her. 

 

 I heard Alpha Blain saying goodbye to his children before he took his final breath. 

 

 Isabella was crying and holding his lifeless body in her arms. My heart broke at the sight. She looked so vulnerable. I knew how much love she had for her father. It was clear in the way they interacted. She was definitely daddy’s little girl. 

 

 I will keep my promise to her father, no matter what it takes, she will be protected and safe with me.

Chapter 15 - The Alpha's Feisty Mate