Wolf Pack by C.J.Munro (pride and prejudice read .txt) 📕

set my things on the vanity.
I got out my hair brush and quickly brushed my long, thick, black hair. I applied some de-frizzing product to keep it slick and shiny, it fell down to my mid back in luscious waves. Then I grabbed by tooth brush and gave my mouth a quick scrub. After wiping my mouth off I applied my eyeliner in a cat like fashion and put on some mascara. Before I go back into the bedroom I put on some deodorant. Hey! A girl has to smell good!
Back in the bed room I put on a lacy black strapless bra, and matching panties. I glance over at the clock on the wall. Shit! Its almost time to head downstairs! I quickly blow dry my lightly damp hair and slip the dress over my head, I run out the door after grabbing my black heels and head down stairs.
Half way down there stairs I see my brother. "Hey," he says "I was just coming to get you!"
"Well Im ready! So Im going to head to the ballroom. Where are the guys?" I ask looking over his shoulder. Because we are a pack they usually stick together.
"Already in the ballroom, lets go!"
"Hang on a sec!" I reply. I sit down on the stair and put on my heels. "'Kay! Ready!"
We walk down the stairs together talking about The Gathering and hoping we will meet our mates. Jeremy says the mansion smells like flowers. I think it smells like candy, but whatever.
"Wow." I say entering the ballroom. "Its beautiful." I admire the beauty and architecture of the room. High, arched door way, rounded ceiling, golden wallpaper and silk table cloths.
"We strive for perfection!" Someone says beside me. I look over and see the Alpha female from Pack RayDawn (the Pack hosting The Gathering)
"Rashelle!" I say, hugging her tightly. We always got along very well, even when I was a baby she would carry me on her hip, over looking her duties while my mother was sick. My mother has a rare illness that leaves her bedridden one day, but perfectly fine the next.
"How are you, you beautiful girl! If I am correct you just had your 17th birthday, just in time for The Gathering!" brushing hair away from my face she looks over my body, taking me in. I do the same to her. She is on the short side 5'5, pale skin and very light blue eyes, she naturally had dark brown hair,but it seems lighter this year.
"Im great! Did you dye your hair?"
"No no, I got higlights!" I touch a strand gently.
"It looks wonderful!" Just then her mate, Alpha Ron RayDawn, takes her away to start the official opening of The Gathering, sparing me a small smile.
I walk farther into the room, heading towards the stage, the anticipation of seeing the United Alpha urging myself closer. When I hear the music they use to open the Gathering with I pick up my pace. Just as Rashelle and Ron step on stage I break through the last person standing in my way, ignoring their annoyed grunts I grip the gold bar that lines the end of the stage. The song ends and the Alpha couple smile at the crowd and Ron speaks up, clearing is voice.
"Hello! And welcome to the annual Gathering! We have many activities planned for those who wish to participate, a wonderful chef to prepare our food, and we have also purchased some very exotic animals this year for The Hunt in honor of the United Alpha." He pauses when everyone claps and cheers, someone even howls. I glance to the side of the stage and see the deep blue satin curtains ruffling. The United Aplha! I exclaim to myself. I barely hear the rest of Rons speech, my eyes trained on the curtain. "So allow me, the great pleasure, of introducing-for the first time in his seven years of raining- The United Alpha!" The applause is deafening.
I watch as he leisurely walks out on stage. I take him in, starting at his shiny black dress shoes, then is dark grey, knitted looking dress pants, a black belt, crisp black collared shirt, and a matching blazer to his pants. I can tell, even thought he wears clothes, that he is very well muscled, his pecs slightly strained in the fabric of his shirt. I glance up a little further and admire his unblemished tan neck. Taking a deep breath I moved to his plumed pink lips and chiseled jaw, then his strong nose, his beautifully arched eyebrows, and his think shiny black hair. I leave his eyes for last. They are a deep royal blue, wonder, pride, and confidence shone inside them as he scanned the crowed.
And suddenly, those eyes were on me.

The United Alpha

Time froze. Everything around me stood still, my gaze fixed on the United Alpha. It seemed like only seconds had passed but I realized it had been longer when Ron called for the Alphas attention.
"Alpha? Sir? What do you think of The Gathering so far?" He waited a few more seconds, waiting for him to answer, quickly glancing at me, back to the Alpha.
"Hmm?" He replied his eyes still trained on me. Even that little sound made my knees weak. Ron repeats himself. "Oh. I, um..." He keeps starring at me, making me shiver. "Beautiful..." He says drifting off. I blush deeply.
Ron turns back to the crowd a smile plastered on his face. "It seems that the United Alpha Macintosh has found his mate!" The crowd gasps, but I barely recognize the sound, all my attention was on Macintosh. I move to the stairs that lead backstage, he follows my foot steps, I am hardly aware of the audience surrounding us. I walk a little faster, making it behind the curtain before he does. And then he is infront of me, breathing my air, smelling my sent.
"What is your name?" he ask, his voice just above a whisper.
"Jordan."
We collide. My hands in his hair, his enveloping me in an embrace, our lips molding together. In that heated moment, I never felt so right. We release each others lips, our bodys still touching. I press my lips to his cheek, glide them along his jawline. I hear his intake of breath and smile. "Mate." I mumble as I enclose his mouth with mine once more.
"Yes." He says. "Mine."

A few minutes later my mate had to go back on stage to give his speach, but his eyes constantly stayed on me. My heart was like a humming bird. 'Wow...' I thought to myself, 'The United Alpha is my mate...' this is unbelievable! I feel a hand on my shoulder, I turn around to find my very own father. "Dad!" I exclaim, huging him tightly.
"Jordan." He says in a loving voice. "Congratulations on finding your mate, and so early to!" I smile happily at him "I know! Im in shock still, look I'm shaking!" I say pointing to my lightly trembeling arm. I take a second to look over my father, who I haven't seen in a few months. He and I look very much alike. we both had creamy complections, bright green cat like eyes and thin muscled bodies. He looked better then ever today, his face glowing with pride.
"Thank you! That is all for now, I am sure I will see most of you later on, have a great evening!" I glance back over to the stage, seeing Macintosh coming towards me and my father. When he reaches us, he comes up from behind and wraps his arms around my waist, resting his chin on top of my head. My father reaches out a hand to him.
"Hello, Im Jordans father, Greig NewDay, Alpha of the NewDay pack. Its a honor to meet you." When they shake hands my father bows his head slightly in respect.
"Macintosh StarLight. United Alpha of America and Alpha of the StarLight pack. But I am sure you already knew that." He responded with a chuckle. They talk a little more but I tune them out for it is all business. But Macintosh's arms never leave my waist, I run my finger tips lightly over his arms astonished by how even they are beautiful.and I am not saying this because he is my mate, because being mates with someone does not make them beautiful all of a sudden, I say this because he truely is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Shit, I wonder what this will mean for me verses all the other she-wolfs he has slept with for I am sure some of them will not go quietly just because he found his mate. Was he dating someone? Was she beautiful? It was all worrying and confusing. Sensing my emotions he whispers in my ear, "Do not worry mate, I am yours." his lips brush softly over my neck, then back up to talk once more to my father.
Damn I cant wait to get him alone...

Age Difference

After what seemed like decades but was really only hours, I was finally alone with Macintosh, in his room to be exact. It was exquisite. I wont go into detail but lets just say that my room was like getting the short end of the stick.
I sat on the edge of his bed, running my finger over the black velvet designs on his gold, silk comforter. He was pouring himself a glass of scotch at the bar across the room.
"Would you like anything?" He asks, not looking away from the bar.
"Rum and coke with lime." I said. I placed my hands in my lap and fiddled with them nervously. I shouldn't be so nervous, this is my mate! But it is also the United Alpha and that was extremely intimidating.
I thought about that night with Beck when I almost lost my virginity. After my brother interupted us I had tried to get back in the mood, but Beck and I both