The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

“Why don’t you take showers and change,” I said. “We can hang out and watch a movie or something.”

“Sounds good,” he said as he practically ran away.

“Those boys will be fantasizing about us all week,” I said.

“I don’t care what Kai says or threatens, I like Manuel, and if he asks me to be his girlfriend, I’m going to say yes,” Makani said. “He’s not my Dad, and he’s not my Alpha.”

“Same for me. Ricardo is a great guy, and there’s something about him that makes me think this isn’t just a fling.”

I could just see Kai’s explosion when he found out. “Two things. Don’t let it get serious until you come of age, and you have to tell your parents before Kai does.”

“You’re right,” Noelani said. “We’ll call Mom and Dad while the guys are asleep. If they won’t allow it, there’s no point in telling Kai what we think.”

I had to keep reminding myself that although I was Alpha blood, I wasn’t THEIR Alpha. Sure, I was in charge of the home, but I needed to respect the Three Sisters Pack. While they were talking to their parents, I would ask Luna Carolyn for her advice on how to handle this.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

The guys went down for their naps after the showers, and I went back to my bedroom to call the Luna. Her advice was simple; don’t get involved. “Let the parents be parents,” she said. “They aren’t of age, and you aren’t a surrogate mother. The girls aren’t doing anything illegal, immoral, or unethical, are they?”

“Of course not! We’ve been training hard and enjoying the summer,” I said.

“Then let them have fun. You should have some fun as well, Vicki. It’s easy to end up lonely and alone when recovering from rejection. You have to make an effort to make friends, to be social, and to have fun yourself. When was the last time you asked someone out?”

“It was junior year in high school,” I said.

“You are jetting around the world, and you don’t make time to have fun and enjoy it unless it swims. You don’t have to live a spinster’s life. If you like a guy, go on a date with him! It won’t kill you.”

I just snickered, I’d had dates that might. “I’m sure they’ll love a date where I bring my security detail along.”

“You’re a celebrity. Meet people, go to parties, and be seen doing so. Mercedes will love you showing up on the gossip pages.”

She would. “Thanks, Luna. You’ve been a big help.” I thought about Larry; he was a good guy, but I felt nothing for him. He was a friend because he was Kai’s classmate, and that was all. It wasn’t the end; I bet Kai would have a LOT of friends wanting to come over on weekends.

The twins didn’t get quite as much encouragement. Their parents didn’t forbid them from seeing Manuel and Ricardo, but they wanted to meet them first. It was a good thing they would be arriving in the middle of next week before I left for Boston.

The rest of the weekend went well. The girls spent all their time with Ricardo and Manuel, learning about each other and falling in love. Kai and Amy eventually joined us for more than just meals, and we did a group outing on Sunday. I didn’t want to have the guys nervous around a former instructor or their Base Admiral, so I didn’t call either for the dive. Instead, we hooked up with a diving charter in La Jolla, renting gear for the guys while we brought our own. The place we dove was remote, an area in the Marine Sanctuary named “Seven Central” for the seven-gilled sharks often seen there. Visibility wasn’t bad, and the depths of five to twenty-five meters meant experienced free-divers like us could have a lot of fun.

I asked everyone to take and post photos, which the charter operator was more than happy to do. The shots were better in skin-diving gear, as the tanks and straps didn’t cover so much. I was in my whale-shark pattern wetsuit, while Kai and Amy were wearing their matching Tiger Shark pattern.

Kai dove with Amy for the first hour, getting her comfortable underwater again. She was hesitant at first, but she could tell the bottom from the surface. Once Kai had her along the bottom, she could feel her way along the sand and the rocks. Once again, the mind-link we had was a blessing as we were able to talk to each other underwater.

When it came time to dive the deeper waters for the seven-gills, I had the charter divers bring their scuba gear and cameras as I took Amy as my partner. None of the guys could stay under as long as Amy and I could.

The seven-gilled sharks were plentiful, and it was a new experience for me. I’d seen broadnose seven-gills in aquariums, most recently at the Oregon Coast Aquarium, but never in the wild. Our presence didn’t spook them, with a half-dozen swimming around us when we reached the bottom. We were able to spend about two minutes at a time before returning to the surface to breathe. I used the link to describe everything, and the charter guys got some great videos.

Amy was both thrilled and disappointed as the boat returned from the dive spot. “I love being out here again, but it’s so different when I can’t see clearly,” she said. “I could feel them swimming by, even though they were a dark spot. The bumps were wild.” That wasn’t always good, as bumping was done by sharks to decide if you were food or not. The sevengills ranged from five to eight feet in length and could become aggressive towards divers, but we didn’t see that. I spotted a bunch of leopard sharks, one nurse shark, schools of small tope sharks, and a couple of blue sharks. We also saw sea turtles, sea lions, and a lot of other marine life.

One of the charter boat instructors sat by me on the boat run home when he figured out I wasn’t with any of the guys. He was a nice guy, and he asked me out on a date. I gave him my phone number but told him I’d be out of town for a while. That led to a talk about my Shark Week filming, diving around sharks, and diving places I needed to visit. “Any time you and your friends want to dive, call me up,” he said. Amy and I took pictures with them all and signed a poster for the dive shop before we left.

Early on Monday morning, there were sad faces as we dropped the guys off at the base again. I gave Larry a friendly hug after he thanked me for everything. “Take care of your buddies,” I said. “Everyone makes it through.”

Manuel and Ricardo got more than just hugs from the girls, though their makeout session couldn’t compare to Amy’s. “Next weekend,” Kai promised. They all walked away with big smiles on their faces, unlike some of the others who looked like they dreaded the return. Hammer told us that a few students every class make it through Hell Week just to ring the bell on Monday morning.

Our guys would never ring the bell. We’d make sure of it.

“I love you,” Amy said, staying motionless as the men walked away. I could see the tears going down her face, and I waited until they were gone before I led her back to the car. “Come on. We’ve got stuff to do,” I said.