The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

“I’ll get on the phone,” she said. As our security, she had all of the details available to her.

“I have to get to the airport and pick up Hammer and Susan,” Ian said. “We should all get going.”

I let the others leave, telling Nicholas I’d be with him shortly and pulled Joseph aside. “How are you holding up?”

“It’s hard,” he said. “Margaret is filing for divorce today; I hope we can keep them civil, but even with that, it will take four to six months before it is official. Fiona refuses to mate with me while under punishment, and she hardly has time to sleep.” I could imagine; she was the ‘dirty little jobs wolf’ in a Pack where many blamed her for splitting up a happy marriage. Right now, we were limiting her tasks while her back healed, but that wouldn’t last. I’m sure people were thinking up all kinds of unpleasant things for her to do. “It hurts me to see her in pain.”

“It will get better. When Margaret finds a mate and more Pack members find theirs, they will understand why it had to happen,” I told him as I pulled him into a hug. “Every time you see or talk to Fiona, tell her that you love her, and you are proud of her. A lesser wolf wouldn’t have the strength to do what she is doing.”

“Thank you, Luna,” he said as he stepped back. “I think I’ll do that right now.”

I spent the next few hours talking with my Pack members and getting to know them. It was a lot of fun hearing about their homes and lives, but I could sense their fear of the changes coming. Everyone came out to meet Hammer and Susan when they arrived with Ian, a fresh mating bite displayed on Hammer’s neck. “Congratulations,” I said as I hugged them both. I pulled his shirt aside to get a good look at the scabs. “Last night?”

“Late afternoon. We wanted to time it so the fever wouldn’t start on the plane, but we weren’t up all night with the change,” Susan replied.

“Wouldn’t want to keep you up past the late news,” I teased. “We’ve still got the tub out back, so we’ll organize for ice.”

“No worries, the Eskys are in the back,” Ian said. I got a couple of the boys to haul them out back while we walked back inside to introduce them to everyone.

After lunch, I gathered all of the humans with Olivia, Hammer, and Margaret. I started by reviewing what the Council laws were about humans, and how my actions this morning ensured they didn’t apply to the Southern Cross Pack. “The Councils are paranoid about humans finding out about us, but you’ve managed to live for centuries without their rules,” I said. “If you are happily married, nothing needs to change right away. Your husband and your children will be Pack, and you will be too, except the whole mind link and furry butt stuff.” This crack earned me a few chuckles. “We’ve also decided to make a few changes in how we handle your husbands if you stay together. I think we all understand the risks of making the change are too high, even if your husband takes you as a choice mate after.”

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“We decided our plans might help wolves in other Packs, but it would be at your expense,” I said.

“Maybe I can help,” Margaret said. “Let’s say you decide not to change anything; you stay married, and you stay human. Vicki was trying to help the fated mate your husband was abandoning to tell her she should look elsewhere.”

“It wasn’t that simple, of course,” I said. “For your husband’s intended to get a new mate, he needs to reject her, and that has to be in person. It doesn’t matter whether we send him or his clothing around; at some point, he’ll have to look her in the eyes and reject her for you to break the potential bond.”

“And we all saw what Joseph did when he found his mate,” Margaret continued. “It may not matter how much you love each other, not when his wolf is coming forward to claim what is his. He could leave you for her, just like Joseph did, and it’s not his fault. It’s what his wolf is demanding of him. A mate is THAT important to a wolf.”

Olivia picked it up next. “Let’s say we send his shirt overseas, his mate recognizes the scent, but he doesn’t go. She doesn’t get a second chance mate without the rejection, and if she takes a choice mate, it might be someone’s fated. It wouldn’t shock me if she tried to show up at your doorstep and confront him directly.”

“So what do we do,” one asked.

I didn’t want to say these things, but I had to. “Think carefully about what you want. If you aren’t happy in your marriage, cut your man free. Divorce him and let him find his mate. I will make sure you are taken care of in the settlement, along with your children, and you keep the secret to protect your family.”

“And if we are happy? If we want to live the rest of our lives together?”

“We do have to consider the fated mate in this case.” I let out a breath. “There is only one other way to break the potential bond he has with her. His wolf has to die.”