Filed to story: Divorce Tears From The Alpha (Ella & Holden)
“Not at all, but it does happen. We are also sent out to help other packs who are allied to us. Your pack would be?”
“Blue Moon Rising Pack.”
Thomas gave a low whistle, he clearly had heard of him and his pack and nodded “Far from home, I see.”
“Not as the crow fly’s,” Holden replied. “I suggest you keep your mutt on a leash.”
Then he strode off back up the hill. He would leave the mutt for now. He didn’t need any more enemy packs. . He made a point of stopping to get that arrow that had nearly taken his eye out. It was long and black with black feather ends, and the tip was silver, quite large and had 3 barbs. He noted that once it went in it wasn’t coming out in a hurry, would require a pack doctor to remove it, keeping a wolf at bay was its desired effect. Holden doubted very much that bloody mutt had been trying to take his eye out, it had been a warning shot only, he now understood, and the knife throwing just a game of I’m better than you.
He glanced around the woods and couldn’t spot the stupid mutt, but took great pleasure in snapping that arrow over his knee and tossing it on the ground. ‘ Come and get it mutt.’ he thought to himself.
As they headed back, his two warriors fell into step with them. ” Sorry boss, she’s a fiery one.”
“She?”
“Yeah, the mutt is a girl.”
Now that was interesting, a girl as a back up. He wouldn’t put a female wolf at risk by taking them to a rogue encampment where they took she-wolves and sold them on the black market. What a stupid idea. Another reason why he and his Alpha Unit dealt with this sort of thing personally, the stronger the unit, the better the odds of retrieval.
Not that this was something he had to deal with often. At Blue Moon Rising Pack everybody trained, no matter their rank, no one argued with him. Not after his Alpha Duel, when he and Rip had displayed just how powerful they truly were.
He’d had a few wolves defect to other packs after the Alpha Duel, but they were of no great loss to him, they had all been loyal to the previous Alpha and he had been glad to see them go, tail between their legs, fearing for their very lives.
“good sized warrior? Looked small from where I was.”
“No your right boss, tiny thing, you could probably bench press her one armed, even if she was soaking wet.” Phillip informed him with a wiry smile on his face. Holden could tell Phillip was impressed with her.
“Maybe 5 foot 8, lucky if she weighs 60kg, boss,” his other warrior, Rick, informed him.
“What’s the mutt look like?” he asked, curious even more now, now that he knew it was a girl who’d nearly taken his head off and seemed only too happy to play, who could throw better. He doubted the knife had been miss thrown at all, exactly where she wanted it to go he was guessing, no wonder she’d tested the weight of it.
“Don’t know boss, she was all covered up, knives all over her too, at least a dozen and that bow?” Phillip gave a low whistle, “Nice indeed. Her quiver held at least 2 dozen arrows, all black. Damned fast and good instincts.”
“Hmm.”
“No pack seal on outfit though.”
Holden noticed his top warrior, Phillip, was rubbing his hand, “How bad is that wound?”
“It itches, but Hinkley is on it, not impressed about the silver tip on the damned thing, but it went right threw. I snapped it and removed it to save trying to drag it back through. Hinkley was not gonna let me any how.”
Holden turned to Rick, “how you doing?”
” It’s still in there, not a lethal shot. I don’t think she was trying to kill me, just a warning. Pack doc will have to remove it. So Mac is out of action at this point. He’ll be really cranky when he’s back boss. Hurts like a b***h though.”
“I’ll patch it at the cars. You want a tranquilliser to help with the pain.”
“No, Its fine.”
“They’re from the Half Moon Pack, just so you know, if you come across them later on and want a word with their mutt.” he replied, knowing payback would be on Mac’s list for being put out of action.
“Oh hey, I know a girl who moved there, years ago, before you took over, found her mate at a mating ball there.”
“Goddess, do they still do that?”
“Most packs do, Holden!” Jeremy laughed at him. “It’s the quickest way for multiple packs to find their pack members’ mates.”
“It’s just a stupid excuse for a f**k fest in my opinion.” Holden shook his head.
His whole unit laughed at him, they all knew he didn’t have time to hunt out a mate that might never exist. So he never held mating balls and did not attend them either. He had better things to do, like keeping his pack safe, making sure it was strong enough to defend against attacks, rogue or rival packs alike. Strong enough to go in and over take the small packs to increase his pack territory and bring more strength to his pack.
If he came across his mate, yes he would claim her, mark and mate her and have her produce and heir, but he was in no rush and was not about to actively seek out some she-wolf who was going to sit around all day and do nothing, just need his protection because they couldn’t look after themselves. He’d seen the last Alpha’s mate, a useless woman who spent the day ordering people to do things for her and lying around doing nothing.
Holden had already made the decision that he would choose a strong female warrior from his pack when he was about 35 or so and produce an heir with them. Not a Luna just and agreed upon mating to produce him an Heir for the pack. A contract child he liked to think of it.
One was all he needed, anymore than that, and there was a high possibility of fighting for the right to be pack Alpha and that could in turn completely ruin a pack. He should know he’d had two older half bothers, both dead now.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
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