Mystic Bonds: The Alpha's Reckoning

Chapter ONE.

Jason POV

Right from time, according to the ordinances and restrictions of the Pack: a son is to take over the throne from his father at the age of twenty.

Unfortunately for me, my father passed on years after my birth. My mother joined him a few years later, and the Pack was without Alpha or Luna for a long time.

Soon enough, I clocked twenty. Thanks to the members of the Pack who fought with me until that year, and the time to take over my throne as the Alpha, reached.

The day of my coronation arrived and I was crowned as Alpha of the Silver Crescent Pack in the presence of the other Wolves who could not be less delighted.

In unity, love, and harmony: I presided over the Pack with assistance from the seer, who was in direct contact with the moon goddess.

Same as the commanders and geriatric of the Pack, my right-hand man, and the Gamma: the woman I am closer to in the Pack.

I presided over the Pack more than my father, according to the statements of already old Wolves who were present when my father presided over the Pack.

Time passed and four years of ruling the Pack like I should, arrived. It was time for me to get married, and have a Luna by my side so we could begin to have our kids.

Meanwhile, in the City of Miami, there is a human who is employed in the Pack twice a month. Her name is Evelyn and she is in charge of cleaning the Pack with a crew of cleaners she dropped anchor with when the time for cleaning arrived.

I admired her to a fault.

She was tall, not so tall but pretty. Her green eyes did justice to her looks, and her voice sounded like that of a goddess.

But there was one problem. Evelyn is not a Wolf, which means we cannot have anything to do with each other. If a human is connected with a Wolf by marriage, the moon goddess may be irritated at their bond and they are cursed.

With these, I kept my feelings to myself and said nothing about it to Evelyn who may think highly of me.

There was a way she gazed at me, with fascination in her eyes. I didn't stay too close to her, no matter how I felt about her.

Of course, unless I didn't mind the penalty of the moon goddess.

Time was far spent and according to the seer, the moon goddess asked that I be married in four months.

"Four months?" I wailed when the message was decreed across to me. "I don't have a mate, yet," I told the man who was seated on a couch in my chamber.

"Did you forget I can help you with that?" He asked and I shook my head.

How could I forget? He was a seer and the man who delivered messages from the moon goddess, the same as talking to her on our behalf.

The seer was the mouthpiece of the members of the Pack.

"Do what you have to do," I told him later that day. "I need to be married in four months, you said so yourself."

The seer nodded and left the room. Of course, after bowing to me. I lay on my bed for the rest of the evening before joining the Royal Family at the diner for dinner.

There was my Gamma, the favorite woman in my life. An inkling told me she might be the one the moon goddess had kept for me, and I didn't know how to react to the thought of it.

I have had no feelings for Chloe, all my life. But if she was the woman the moon goddess has ordained as my Luna, who am I to contradict that?

And there was my best man, the Beta of the Pack. His name is Jordan, a man I grew up with all my life. Jordan is older than I am, and the second strongest man in the Pack before Chloe. The gathering of the three of us is called The Royal Gathering.

Activities went on in the Pack as usual.

It was the end of another month and Evelyn was to come with her team to clean the Pack as usual. I was excited at the thought of seeing her again, although I knew quite well that nothing would go on between us.

She was at the gate, soon. Old women were fond of her, men and women also. On this day, Evelyn came alone, without the rest of the humans who came to clean the Pack with her.

"What is the matter?" I asked when she arrived at my chamber. "Where are the rest of the cleaners?" I asked, settling on my bed, far away from her. The well-being of my Pack came first, always.

"There was an emergency to attend to," she explained. "It was I who volunteered to come clean the Pack, else no one would come in the first place."

How thoughtful, I thought. "The maids will join you," I promised her. "The Pack is too big for you to handle alone, Evelyn. You may leave."

The maids did join her, as promised and I fell in a pool of my thoughts. Why did she volunteer to come clean the Pack alone, knowing fully well how big the Pack is?

Does she like me? I thought, shrugging off the thoughts the moment they walked into my head.

I cannot do something that will cause punishment to not just me, but the members of my Pack.

Two months passed and I forgot about Evelyn. The time for her to arrive at the Pack again was not close, until the next week. Once again, I concentrated on the members of the Pack and awaited the response from the seer who was still on a mission to consult the moon goddess and reveal who my mate was, to me.

"When do I expect a response?" I asked when he visited the room one evening. "This is the third week already."

"The moon goddess is yet to give a reply to me," the confused man explained. "There is a sign she has given and I am yet to see it on any woman in the Pack."

I thought for a while and looked up to meet with his gaze. "Have you checked for the sign on Chloe? She could be the one. Who knows?"

"I have done that already, my lord," the old man said. "Your chosen one is not Chloe or the young women I have seen so far, walk into the Pack."

"Don't tell me I am to be married to an old woman!" I cried, moping at the old man. "Tell me you did not see a sign on them."

"No, my lord," the seer laughed at the look on my face. "None of the old women have been chosen for you, either."

We talked some more, discussing and seeking a way forward to our problems. It was high time I had a Luna, and the moon goddess was yet to show us the sign on one of the women-just as the message was passed onto the seer.

The seer got up to leave, and so did I. When the door opened, there was Evelyn who walked into the compound.

While she walked, there was a look on the face of the Seer.

"She is the one." I heard him say.

"She is-" I was going to speak, but swallowed back my words when the creature in me screamed. "Mate!"

The bond between me and Evelyn grew rapidly. She moved into the Pack months later and the whole members got to know about my engagement to her.

The Wolves were not asked to help with arranging the field, twice. While Evelyn's family did not oppose her relationship and marriage in advance to me.

We did a lot of things, even to the sight of Wolves who were around us most of the time.

Who wouldn't? This was a woman I had fallen in love with for some time, even before the moon goddess announced her as the woman I would spend the rest of my life with.

One night, after taking my bath-I walked out of the bathroom to meet on my bed, in a very seductive pose.

What was she trying to do? I have never had sex before, at least not yet. All we did was kiss and touch each other in the most sensitive parts of our bodies.

This was the most seducing part of Evelyn I had seen, since the beginning of my relationship with her.

I groaned and lifted her by her thighs when I arrived at the bed. She was way shorter than me by all rights, but when I slipped between her open thighs, we fit together perfectly.

"I always knew you enjoyed teasing me," I murmured with a faint note of amusement as I eyed the thin slip she had underneath the dress. Her nipples were like dots, punctuating the dress in arousing spots.

"Teasing you is fun," she protested breathlessly.

"It's also very erotic watching your eyes light up when I call you Alpha."

Imprisoning both her wrists in one hand, I pulled down the thin straps of the slip with a deft flick of my hand.

"I'll keep calling you that," she whispered as her heart started to beat faster. Harder. Then she added in one breath: "Jason, I need your hands on me, now."

"The hours are our own, my love," I whispered back, my voice hoarse with desire. "Let's savor it."

The long hard fingers of my right hand cupped her breast. "Feel how your body warms to my touch," I said. I lifted her breast and kissed the pale crevice beneath it, causing heat to pool in my own body.

I was still trailing kisses down Evelyn's tummy when she reached down and pulled me up by the shoulders. Her head swooped down and her mouth captured mine in a rough, searing assault that took my breath away.

Like her touch, meant to shock and arouse me, there was no subtlety to the savage kiss. Her lips ground against mine, her thick hair tickling my jaw. Suddenly I got a flashback of the first time we had kissed, back in the large dining room of the Pack house.

The day she had taken my heart and held it since then.

I thrust my tongue between her teeth, plunging deeply. I raised both hands hooked them in her hair and dragged her head back, taking the kiss deeper, darker, devouring her.

Then, when my head was swimming and my bones felt as if they were melting from the inside out, the devastating kiss ended as swiftly as it had started. I pulled back, scared to continue.

"Don't stop," she murmured, then pulled me closer. She slipped her other hand down my chest and gently cupped my throbbing erection. "Not yet."

My hands gripped the soft fabric of her underwear slip. Her flesh, warmed by the twilight sunlight spilling from the kitchen window and desire, was softer.

I slipped up, cupping her thighs. She closed her eyes, whether to shut me out or concentrate on my touch, I didn't know. All I knew was that she was the most desirable woman I'd ever met and she fascinated me in ways too complex to attempt to decipher.

My body felt like a rocket about to explode on the launchpad.

She was utterly beautiful.

And I was ready to explode for the first time in my life, just looking at her.

Her hand slipped away from my erection, but I grabbed the hand and returned it to that spot.

"Don't stop touching," I touched my mouth to the fragrant place behind her ear, the soft touch meant to both arouse and reassure.

"I don't know if I can keep touching. I want you so much, Jason." She trembled as my right hand caressed her, my fingers tracing a line of slow fire across her rib cage, up her side, the hollow beneath her arm.

"Oh!" She breathed a soft sound-part sigh, part moan- as I cupped her breast again.

"You can." When I kissed my way down her neck, she tilted her head back, offering me access to her throat, where her pulse pounded like percussive bass chords. "You will."

As if in response to her silent plea, my right hand eased into the open space between her thighs, stroking over the bone of her hip, moving lower still.

"Spread your legs a bit for me, Evelyn," I commanded. When she did as I instructed, my fingers played around with the thatch of hair that covered her pussy.

"Now close your eyes. And try not to move." I murmured. She drew in a sharp breath as my fingers slipped into her with a silky wet ease. First one. Then another. A feverish tide rose in me, and I groaned.

Evelyn moved in response, causing her to inadvertently move her hips towards my wicked, clever hand, seeking more.

"Jason-" her body trembled under my touch. "Please..." She grabbed my hand, pressing it tighter against her in a mute attempt to satisfy this ruthless, pounding desire that flowed between us.

She was flowing over my hand, like sun-warmed honey. Her ragged pleas caused my own needs to flare higher even as a dark masculine power surged through me.

I positioned myself between her legs again.

Then, with a single hard thrust, I surged into her, deep and hard, driven by her breathless cries, the feel of her inner muscles, contracting, drawing me in.

"Put your legs around me, Evelyn." My voice, rough and guttural and nearly incoherent, was unfamiliar to my ears. But somehow Evelyn managed to understand me and she did as instructed, her hands fretting up and down my back, her long nails digging into my flesh in a way that fed my lust even further.

I hammered into her, again and again, hot flesh slapping against hot flesh, her soft cries muffled by my ravenous mouth as it ate into hers, my tongue thrusting between her parted lips in rhythm with my bucking hips.

My vision seemed to grow blurry as my movements quickened and deepened. And then I was coming, in a hot, torrential release that had the both of us shouting out.

Then our bodies relaxed, as she collapsed into my arms. We were both panting, but it slowly evened out. After a few minutes of hugging and caressing each other on the kitchen table, I pulled away from her.

"You're so beautiful, my love," I whispered. "I love you."

One of her hands found its way to my face. She kissed me, tiredly. My tongue found hers and the kiss lasted a while before I pulled away. "You need some rest."

"I can rest later." She assured me.

"No," I shook my head. "You need some rest, Evelyn. We can do this again some other time."

She nodded and smiled. "I love you too."

Jason POV

It was the most awaited morning. A morning Wolves of the Silver Crescent Pack waited for all these while, the same as me who happened to be their Alpha.

I had woken up happy, and nervous at the same time. Evelyn, my wife-to-be, had returned to her room since the night of our moment together, and taken pills to avoid getting pregnant.

Who was I to stop her from doing something her tradition demands? She had done enough by agreeing to get married in the first place, a favor I least expected from her.

Jordan, my Betta had woken me up that morning. I sat up on the bed, thinking of a way to walk into the bathroom for a bath. Jordan walked out after a while of announcing the time.

I got up and walked to the bathroom for a bath, after several minutes of contemplation. Soon enough, I walked out and was ready to get dressed. The guard at the door listened to my instructions and called on Jordan who had gone for a bath-into my room.

"Finally," the man heaved a sigh at the sight of me, looking fresh from a bath. "How can I help?" He asked, settling on the bed.

He was all dressed and ready for the ceremony. The same as the other Wolves I could not see who were on the outer part of the Pack.

"Where is Evelyn?" I asked my best man who got up to pick the selected choice of outfit from the wall where it hung.

"Getting dressed by her maids," Jordan replied. I took a seat on the chair with a mirror in the room and gave a nod. "Why do you ask, Jason?"

"I want to know the whereabouts of my woman," I scoffed at my man while I got dressed. "Help with my shoes," I said when I was halfway done with wearing the chosen outfit, frustrated at Jordan for not knowing the right thing to do at a time like this.

And I was set.

In a few minutes, I got ready for my wedding and took a seat on the bed, leaving the mirror side for Jordan who sat on the reading chair.

I was served some food by the maid who brought in a tray of food to the room on Jordan's order. I ate to my satisfaction and my man and I talked at length for some time before attempting to walk out of the room.

While we found our way out, the Wolves hailed and chanted at the sight of a well-dressed Alpha who was about to claim the woman he loves for a Luna.

I was happy, very happy that the day we seek had finally come. While the Wolves hailed, I waved at them and walked to the well-adorned field, ready for the wedding ceremony.

"All hail the Alpha," the oldest man in the Pack ordered the others. "Long life, Alpha Jason."

I and the Wolves exchanged the usual pleasantries before the ceremony began. I took a seat on one of the chairs, leaving the other for the bride and Luna-to-be who was yet to make it to the field. What was keeping her? I wondered and turned to ask my Beta once in a while.

"Relax," he would always say. "She will join us soon enough."

He was right.

Soon enough, the Wolves cheered at the sight of the most beautiful woman I have ever set my eyes on, rising to their feet.

I could sit back if I wanted to, but refused and joined the others on their feet. It was in a bid to have a clearer view of the woman I would claim as mine on this day, before impregnating her later on at night.

The cheers came to an end.

The man in charge of binding us together climbed the stage with a candle in his hand.

"I greet us all," he began. "Wolves of the Silver Crescent Pack in the Eastern world of Miami." He added, placing the candlestick on the small table next to him.

"We greet thee." Myself and the rest of the Wolves said in response, save Evelyn who was yet to understand how things went on in the Pack.

"We all have an idea what we are gathered here to do," the man said. A Wolf mounted the stage and handed the usual white garment to him. He took some time putting it on and then faced us one more time. "We are here after a long time of searching for answers, to do what is right."

The Wolves cheered, as expected.

Who wouldn't?

It took us a long time to arrive at this place, and for one moment: I thanked the moon goddess, knowing she could hear me utter my thanks. Evelyn looked beautiful when I turned to face her, she winked at me and then looked away, watching the man who was preaching on the stage.

The Wolves' wedding commandment was read by the man who played the role of a priest on the stage. He read to myself and Evelyn from page to page, ensuring to ask both of us if we understood what he was saying.

Evelyn never shook her head for once. She understood perfectly well and gave a nod each time the man asked a question, the same as me who gave a nod each time.

"We may rise," he said. "The couples should stay back in their seats."

I remained on my chair with Evelyn who sat back, closing her eyes. I had intended to ask the reason why she closed her eyes, but that would be later in the evening-when the ceremony was over and we retired back to my room.

The Wolves chanted the usual wedding chants I heard them chant when a wedding took place in the Pack. Evelyn said something I could not properly hear-perhaps, it was the way they responded to prayers in their world.

"Thank you for the chants," the man in a white garment said after a while of lighting the candlestick he came with. "The Wolves may take their seats and the program will resume."

It was the time to make her my wife, finally. I cheerfully rose to my feet before Evelyn who took some time due to the weight of the garment she was wearing.

The priest came down from the stage where he stood, holding the candle and ready to do the needful. "It is time to bond Evelyn as wife to the Alpha," he said, raising the candle above our heads. "Then, we shall proceed with Luna's coronation."

Wolves cheered again.

Evelyn and I shifted meters apart from each other, giving space for the priest to walk into the center of us-just as expected. He began with incantations only himself could understand, while the rest of the Wolves chanted on their part.

It took a long time to be done with the rituals, before finally coming to a stop for the real thing to happen.

Now, he commanded. "Hold hands."

I took the hands of the woman I love in mine, ready to exchange the supposed vows when she jerked her hands from mine.

"What is the matter?" I asked, gazing at my hands to be certain there was nothing wrong with it. "Evel-"

The look on her face.

The look she gave me.

There was something wrong with her, I confirmed. I walked to her side to touch her, but she pushed me away while I stepped close.

"An evil spirit!" The priest screamed.