A MALE MATE FOR THE HOMOPHOBIC ALPHA

ALPHA NATE

"Ass is life, Man. Ass is life." I exclaim as I zip up my pants, beads of sweat dripping down my body from the great hookup I just had.

My best friend and Beta, Raphael, laughs and moves his eyes, giving me enough privacy to cover up properly.

"I thought you love boobs more?" Raphael asks once I'm done dressing up.

"Life is nothing without boobs and you know it. Life is literally nothing without boobs," I emphasise when I remember that mother's feed their babies milk through their boobs. "While ass is life, boobs are the solution to every life problem. Imagine coming home after a long day at work, resting on your chicks huge boobs while telling her how awful your day was. The softness of those bad boys would heal any real man and instantly make him feel better. That's healing bro... instant healing."

Raphael cracks up, holding his stomach as he tries to catch his breath. "You are so fucking vain and it baffles me everytime. Seriously, ass and boobs don't matter. What matters most is the heart. You need a woman that would love you through thick and thin. A woman who would always love you no matter what. As an Alpha of the strongest Pack, you need a strong woman who would fight and stand by your side. You know we always have enemies. You need a warrior, a woman with a strong loving heart."

I stare at Raphael blankly for a few seconds when he's done with his meaninglessly unnecessary speech. He must have thought I got touched by his speech because he smiles like a father that just successfully talked sense into his teenage daughter.

Leaning closer to Raphael, I gesture for him to listen clearly. "One question. Just one question."

Raphael nods, wrinkle lines forming on his forehead in confusion as he signals me to go on.

"Can the heart shake?" I ask with a straight face.

If Raphael was confused before, then he is in the dark now. "I don't understand." He states, a deeper frown appearing on his face.

"The way asses shake when you spank it. The way boobs shake when it's wiggled. Can a heart shake the same way."

Raphael rolls his eyes when he answers, already knowing where I'm heading. "No, I don't think so."

"In that case, it is settled. Boobs and asses are the goat. A good heart is just a bonus."

I laugh at the expression on Raphael's face. He looked at me the same way an artist looks at a damaged piece of art before throwing in the thrash.

"So, who's the unlucky girl?"

I peer at Raphael from the stack of pack papers I am trying to go through."Huh?" I replied cluelessly.

"Your unlucky new mistress. Who is she? Someone new? Someone old? Someone I know? Someone I don't."

I place my elbow on my table and my palm on my cheeks as I smile mischievously. "Do you mean who they are? It was a threesome, bro."

Raphael stares at me in slight confusion before his brain clicks. "You had a threesome? With two girls?"

I roll my eyes at the stupid question. "Nope, I had a threesome with a girl and four horses."

He ignores my sarcastic reply, giving me a disapproving look. "Come on man. Can't you keep it in your pants for once? You will find your mate one day and she won't be happy when all your past flings start interrupting your bound. I'm sure she wouldn't be thrilled to hear about all this shit too."

Something in the way he spoke and the disappointed look on his face creates some kind of weird emotions in me.

The kind of emotions a man shouldn't be having and it makes me want to punch Raphael so bad. "When I find her, then that would be our problem. Try minding your fucking business." I hissed.

My harsh response doesn't faze Raphael. If anything, it makes him more determined to talk some sense into my head. "It has always been and would always be an honourable thing to wait for your mate. I'm sure she's keeping herself for you too. Imagine the heartbreak and disappointment she'll feel when she finds out that you've slept with almost all the young ladies in our Pack and their neighbouring Packs."

Desperate to change the topic and turn the tides in my favour, I bring up a topic any other man would be embarrassed to talk about. "Don't tell me you're still a virgin, Raphael boy?"

Like the strange man he is, Raphael doesn't feel an ounce of embarrassment. He rests on the chair, raising his eyebrow in a challenging manner. "Yes, I am still a virgin. Have a problem with that?"

I've got to give it to Raph, he's really one of the strongest men I know. Not only does he ever get pressured into doing what he's not ready to do, he also doesn't give two shits about people's opinions.

I can't count the number of times I had tried to pressure him into losing his virginity but he always stood his ground.

"It is embarrassing, Raph. I feel embarrassed for you. You ain't a real man yet."

Once again, my attempts are unfruitful. "Me being a man doesn't mean I have to sleep around like a professional sex worker. If there's anyone that should be embarrassed, it should be you. A real man should be able to control his sexual urges. You lack self control and it might be your doom."

Raphael's words hang in the air, creating a tense atmosphere. A part of me knows he's making a point but I would rather cut my dick off than admit it.

"Alpha Chris's twins. I fucked Alpha Chris's twins." I say, desperate for a change of topic.

Raphael's eyes widen so much that I'm almost scared it'll fall out of its sockets. "Are you crazy? Why would you do that? He's going to fucking kill you. Why the hell did you go for a suicide mission like that?"

ALPHA NATE

"Chillax dude. He won't find out about it." I laugh it off.

"How are you sure he would never find out?"

"Because I'm sure the twins wouldn't rat themselves out like that. The consequences would go two ways and with the kind of man Alpha Chris is, the twins would suffer more. I'm sure that'll guard our little secret with their lives." I reply as I sign some overdue paperwork.

Raphael nods his head in understanding. "You need to be extremely careful, dude. Don't get in trouble and don't knock someone up before your mate shows up."

I nod with a wave of my hand, dismissing his advice. "Yeah... yeah. Whatever."

Raph sighs, his shoulders slumping in defeat. He knew trying to make me change my ways would be fruitless.

He's silent for a while and one gaze at him tells me that he's deep in thought.

"What if your mate turns out to have a flat ass and tiny boobs? What would you do? Reject her?" He inquires, a look of pure disdain clouding his face when he mentions the last two words.

I reply without skipping a beat. "Firstly, the is fucking impossible. The moon goddess knows my taste and wouldn't give me something below my standards. And if the worst happens and I don't like any part of my mate's physical appearance, there's always BBL and breast implants. Hell, I'll change her look if she's not pretty enough."

"What if she refuses? You can't do any of those without her consent. What if she's against surgeries and loves the way she is? What would you do?" He asks.

"Dude, she can't say 'no' to me. Have you forgotten who I am? I'm Nate. Girls literally worship the ground I walk on. I'm sure my mate wouldn't be different." I became deadpan.

"What if she's different? What if she doesn't want any of that?"

I give him a look that basically screams 'are you kidding me.'

"They are all the same. They all want me. I'm hot cake, you know. You would be swooning right now if you were a female." I wink at him playfully.

He blankly watches me and I don't need rocket science to know that I am slowly getting on his nerves.

"But if she's different... then I'm sure I'll find a place in my heart to love her for who she is. I'm not that big of an asshole. I'm sure she'll be perfect for me no matter the size of her boobs or ass."

Saying that Raph looked shocked by my reply would be the biggest understatement of the century. He looked at me like I'm an alien that replaced the real Nate.

He moves his hands from his forehead to his jaw the same way one does to wash his face. "Are you really Nate? Am I dreaming?" He cleans his ears three times. "Are my eardrums damaged? Did I really hear what you said right?"

I pick up one of the papers on my desk and throw it on him. "Stop being dramatic, asshole. I'm not as bad as you think I am. It might come as a shock to you but I have a heart and it's working perfectly fine."

He doesn't stop his dramatic act. Instead, he widens his eyes, gasps and then covers his mouth with his hands like he just revealed a secret. Looking around like a person preparing to steal, he shifts closer to me and whispers. "Really? You have a heart? This must be the most shocking news of the century. I genuinely thought the moon goddess created you without one."

I smack him at the side of his head as hard as I came.

Glaring daggers at me, Raph caresses the side of his head I had just hit him. "Fucking asshole." He mumbles.

I grin, showing him my middle finger in reply.

"Why wouldn't you reject her?"

I shrug. "Because it would be extremely stupid to reject someone the moon goddess created specially for you. I believe the moon goddess knows us more than we know ourselves. She knows the perfect soulmate for everyone. I'm sure everything would work out just fine. I would always appreciate whoever the moon goddess mates to me. Big boobs or not, I'll accept her because the moon goddess knows the best."

"Wow! That is the only sensible thing I've ever heard drop out of your mouth. I feel like a mother watching her child grow into a beautiful lady... so proud, Nate. I'm proud of you." Raph says and wipes a non-existent tear from his left eye.

"Stop talking like a pussy dude. You're one second away from growing a vagina." I tease him.

Raphael doesn't laugh like I expected him to. "I need to tell you something, Nate. I just don't know how you'll take it."

I could tell he is extremely nervous with the way he is scratching his ear. Raph has this thing where he scratches his ear until it bleeds whenever he's nervous.

"Okay..."

He scratches his ear harder and I immediately know that whatever he's about to tell me is extremely serious.

"You would hate me. You would probably try to kill me."

I frown, displeased with the fact that Raph thinks I'm that horrible of a person. "I can't hate you even if I wanted to. You're my best friend. We've been through some really fucked up shit and you've always got my back. You're a brother to me, why would I ever..."

"I found my mate." He blurts out, cutting my statement off.

I leap to my feet, unable to hold in my joy and excitement. I'm so happy for him. I doubt a person who just won a lottery can be as happy as I am.

Raphael has been through so much and I'm so happy that life is finally working for his good.

This news just made me the happiest man alive.

I don't tell him any of that though, instead, I pat him on the back. "Finally, someone would be losing his virginity and becoming a real man. Now tell me, who is the lucky girl? How did you meet her? When did you meet her?"

Raphael hasn't stopped scratching his ears and they are already bleeding.

"That is the problem, Nate. It's not a she but a he. My mate is a guy. I am gay Nate and I know you hate gay people."

ALPHA NATE

How could I have been fucking blind? How didn't I see it?

"I can't control it, dude. It's just who I am." Raphael says when I don't speak or react.

I just stare at the wall blankly.

Honestly, for the first time in my life, I didn't know how to react. His shocking revelation left more than being tongue-tied.

I can't believe my best friend is one of them.

I can't believe my best friend is one of those abnormal sorry excuses of a man.

Like a man watching his life flash right in front of his eyes, memories of the times Raphael and I spent flash through my mind like a cinema movie.

My head reads into every of his actions, pointing out the fact that they weren't traits that should be possessed by real men.

I remember the fact that he's a virgin and realised just how stupidly blind I had made myself.

No male adult is a virgin. Neither does any real man stand on the fact that he'll wait for his mate to have his virginity.

No horny adult man talks and thinks the way Raph did. It was all a circle for us– Ass, boobs and vaginas.

Raphael isn't a man. He is a fucking pussy and a disgrace to our kind.

What a shame, he was a really good friend and Beta.

Raphael's shaky voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "Dude, you're scaring me."

I gaze into his eyes, an emotional mask covering my face. "How did you find out you're not a real man?" I ask, genuinely curious about his answer.

Taking my question and a positive sign, Raph sighs in relief. "It came as a shock to me too. Well, I won't say a complete shock since I have never been attracted to females in the first place. I always brushed aside the fact that I'm not crazy about boobs and all, thinking it was because I hadn't found a mate yet. Then, when we were 18, I had a crush on your cousin from the Moonlight Pack but I thought it was normal since the guy is fucking gorgeous. I guess I was just in denial."

I nod my head, already thinking about the person I will be giving the Beta position once Raphael is exiled. "When did you later come to terms with the fact that you're not a man?"

Raphael chuckles at my statement, trying to bring humour to the tense atmosphere. "Stop saying that bro. The fact that I am gay doesn't make me a different person, neither does it make me less of a man. I'm basically still the same Raph you know."

I completely ignore his words, not ready to go down that bridge yet. I'm taking everything step by step.

"You still haven't answered my question, Rachel." I say impassively.

My calling him 'Rachel' was to rile him up but he brushes it off the same way he brushes things like that off. I'm almost positive that he doesn't mind being called 'Rachel.' After all, he identifies as a 'she.'

"Well, when I went out for the Pack unofficial assignment a few days back," he gave me a look... his usual disappointing look. "I talked to some of the rogues. That was how I found my mate. A rogue but trust me, he's a good guy and I'm sure this park would be glad to have a guy like him once he joins.

The mission. That mission.

The Pack had been getting attacked by a group of rogues that always wear black ninja clothes and cover their faces with a red mask.

They group are smart as hell, making them extremely hard to find, even for the strongest Pack in the world.

I needed information about them and I knew I couldn't get it from within the Pack so I forced Raphael to find rogues to either bribe or threaten information out of.

He did get information but only a little. The information he got wasn't enough to remotely come close to catching the masked rogues.

I understand why Raphael didn't get enough information now though. Instead of performing his duty, he got carried away by his mate.

"Where is he now? Your mate, where's your mate?" I ask him.

He starts scratching the back of his ears again and I immediately knew that I wouldn't like what comes out of his mouth next. "He is at my house. I brought him back with me and made him a member of this pack. I just thought It was best to skip the initiation procedure since he's my mate and all." I answered sheepishly.

"So, let me get this straight, you're gay, which is against the law of the land. Then you decided to welcome a new member to the Pack without your Alpha's permission. Or did you also make yourself the Alpha while you were at it?"

It is then that Raphael realises that I wasn't supporting him like he thought I was. "I am sorry for making My fucking mate a member of my Pack. I didn't know it was taboo." He sarcastically apologies.

"And being gay should never be a crime. Why would anyone in his or her right senses hate a person because he or she refuses to succumb to societal norms? I don't see anything wrong in being different as long as you're not hurting anyone. I think that law is fucking stupid and should be amended."

Meaningless words from a meaningless man.

"For the sake of your reputation and because you were my best friend, I wouldn't humiliate you by kicking you out of the pack."

Raphael sighs in relief but it's only short lived. "You will be leaving willingly. I want a resignation letter on my desk in the next hour and I want you, and your sorry excuse of a mate, out of my pack for good immediately."

I stand up, ready to leave but Raph stops me. "You can't do that, Nate. I'm your best friend. You said you can't hate me even if you want to. Please, you are the Alpha. Just cancel the foolish 'no gays law' that should have never been implemented in the first place."

"I said I can't hate you when I thought I knew you. And why the hell should I rule out a law I implemented? If you think I'll suddenly start welcoming gay people in my pack then you must be crazy. Hell would freeze over before that ever happens. Just leave honourably."

I leave the office before doing a double take.

Why am I letting him off easily? When did I become a fucking pussy?

"Guards" I called out then pointed to a sad looking Raphael who just came out of my office. "Prepare him for the ceremony."