Two Alphas, One Heart: A Love That Transcends Pack Law

Koa's POV

Sometimes I think I can see the future. I know that sounds crazy, but genuinely I think I do. I have these dreams and sometimes they feel so real...unnaturally real. Then they come true. Months, years, days, or even minutes later. People don't really understand so I just chop it up to Deja Vu.

"Koa, come on kid. At least do your hair please." My mother huffed out in annoyance and I rolled my eyes, I hated when she called me kid. I was anything but.

I got up from the table and walked to one of the half bathrooms on the main floor and looked at my hair. I personally saw nothing wrong with it. I liked it when it was wild like this.

My hair was jet black and it was a pretty good length. It went right underneath my collarbones. it grew out straight but the longer it got the more it curled at the ends. I grabbed one of the hair ties my sisters left laying around and I pulled it up into a messy bun on my head.

I hated having my hair back because it made it easier to see my face. I know that sounds weird but I hated when people looked at me. My face was unique, different than most.

I mean, I had the usual attractive features. The cute jawline, the nice cheekbones. Thick, dark, and long lashes. A perfectly sculpted nose. I had a mole right about my full lips and underneath my right brow bone. I had a nose piercing on my left nostril and had both of my ears pierced. But my eyes are what I hated. They were a sterling grey, with a blue ring surrounding the edge of it. And my pupils were a deep black.

My mother hated the fact I liked to cover my eyes. She told my sisters and me that we should be proud of where we come from. We were direct descendants of the Moon Goddess and her mate. Our bloodline held a power that no other werewolf of lycan had.

As for my family, we were lycans, different then werewolves. More powerful in every way. Stronger. faster. Stealthier. Physicality. I had just turned 21 and I was already a giant. I was a staggering 6'4 and with a great build. Thick biceps, hard abs, and sturdy legs. In as few words as possible, I was hot.

I walked out of the bathroom back to the kitchen, my father had finished breakfast and my three sisters, Kendall, Kona, and Khelani. They were sitting at the table chatting about their first day of school. Our first day of school. They as students. Me a teacher.

Our pack, Crescent Hill full of lycans like ourselves had moved to a werewolf pack in need of our assistance. The Shadow pack was strong, one of the biggest, but that can attract a lot of rogues. In their case it has. Their alpha had made a call to my father, the alpha and leader of Crescent Hill and he decided to have us relocate for the time being.

My father was a strong man. I was big. He was bigger. I was mean. He was ruthless. I had a temper. He was filled with rage. I loved him. I was his carbon copy after all. we looked exactly alike. Except for the fact my arms were littered with tattoos.

My mother on the other hand was the opposite. Soft, kind, gentle. Nurturing. I would protect her with my life. My sisters looked like her. Her dark brown skin, and course curly hair. My sister got her brown color and curly hair, just not as thick. The only thing that resembles my mother and me to my sisters' was my eyes.

"So much better Koa. You need to look presentable."

My mom came and kissed my forehead as I sat down at the breakfast table joining. The only reason I didn't have my own home was that I was next in line to take over the pack. Thankfully this house was huge and gave us more than enough space. Especially since Kendall had already found her mate and she was here almost every day.

"I don't know why Koa is being forced to work, shouldn't he be with Dad."

I pushed my plate back and leaned in the chair. I turned to look at Khelani as she questioned my mom and she sat down.

"Don't question them," I spoke, my voice steady and calm.

Khelani rolled her eyes at me and leaned back. She was the youngest of us, at 14 years old and she was a freshman this year. Kendall and Kona were both 18. Though only Kendall found her mate. Though they did turn 18 just a few months ago.

"We need to integrate into the pack, make them feel safe around us. It will cause a stronger connection if it comes down to us fighting against rogues. Koa offered to fill the history teacher position." Dad spoke proudly of me, and it made me and my lycan Alister puff our chest.

"Koa the saint," Kona teased and looked at me. A small smirk covered my face as I looked at her.

There was a knock at the door and Kendall popped up immediately and ran to the door. Seconds later in walked Taya, her mate. She was a pretty girl, to say the least, and she made Kendall happy and that's all that mattered.

Taya walked in with a smile on her face as she looked at everyone. She spent more time here than she did at her own home. I didn't mind though. The house was big enough to where I couldn't hear their... activities.

Taya pulled her in for a kiss and it made my heart tight. Alister turned his head away slightly and let out a soft wine. It had been three years since I had turned 18 and unlike other lycans, I have not been graced with my mate. Usually, Lycans meet their mate on the day of their birthday, seeing as it was always another lycan. But I was unlucky in that.

'Soon. We will meet her soon.' Alister spoke up, feeling my jealousy.

'I hope so.'

'Who knows, maybe she is a werewolf.'

I could almost gag at the thought. There was no hate towards them. It's just werewolves were weak. I already knew I would be protective of my mate as a lycan, I can't imagine how bad it would be if she was a werewolf.

"We all will be on our best behavior yes?" My Dad asked, his eyes mainly on Khelani.

"Yes," The girls all said in agreeance.

"You will be attending the same school as the alpha's sons, so try not to cause too many problems with them. Let them know that Lycans are classy, well-esteemed creatures from the moon goddess herself." Mom had such pride in our bloodline, as did I. Since we were direct relatives of the goddess we had certain powers and capabilities other lycans didn't.

"Koa, would you please try to be...less stoic?" My mom grabbed my hand and soothingly rubbed the back of my hand.

That was her way of trying to say I need to soften my gaze. I usually kept my face blank, void of emotion. It's better that way. It's better to not let others know what I'm feeling. This way they can't use anything against me ever.

"You have the prettiest smile, you should let more people see it." She continued. I rarely ever smiled, I liked to keep it to myself or around family. I don't know why but it felt so vulnerable, I felt vulnerable doing it.

"My love, leave the boy alone. Koa is a man of little expression." My dad teased and gave me a quick wink.

"Oh, Channing." She rolled her eyes and got up from the table.

"Oh, Cynthia." He teased her back. I watched them interact, the love they have for each other was unmatched. I hope to be blessed like them one day.

"I should get going, I don't want to be late."

I get up and push my chair back to the table. And quickly adjusted my button-up and my slacks.

"Kona, Khelani, ride with your brother." Kona huffed in annoyance and got up and went to grab her backpack, Khelani followed.

"Watch out for them. It's going to be hard for them to adjust to being around werewolves. And you know how werewolves get. They are arrogant creatures." My dad stopped me and patted me on the back. I nodded in understanding and grabbed my briefcase and headed to the garage.

I sat in the car and waited for the girls but for some reason, I felt extremely anxious.

'What's wrong, Alister?'

'I don't know...just on alert at the school. I feel...something.'

'Always.'

Valentino's POV

"Come on shithead! We are going to be late." My fraternal brother Vincent yelled from the living room of the pack house. I groaned in annoyance and finished getting dressed.

I wasn't one to go all out when it came to clothes or really anything. I threw on a gray long-sleeve shirt and black jeans. Mama wished I dressed more like an Alpha, seeing as I would be taking over soon. But I disagree. Comfort over everything else.

"Valentine, seriously come on. Or I'm going to leave you."

Vin slammed open my door and walked in with an attitude all over his face. I growled at that stupid nickname that he liked to call me. It pissed me off like no other.

We looked nothing alike. Other than our shared green eyes. I took my mother's features, but my dads' Italian roots. I had curly, moppy brain hair that was all over the place at the moment. I had big baby eyes and long lashes, that contrasted my strong jaw and nose. It was an odd combination.

Vin had bright blonde hair, and it was as straight as any hair ever. He had a lot of softer features compared to mine. Which is odd, seeing as we are Italian. Vin was more on the leaner side, I on the other hand was more built and taller by a few inches. I was 6'1, he was 5'10.

"Okay, I'm ready. Let's go, damn." I grabbed my backpack and threw it on. We both ran down the stairs and headed to the front door.

"Look at you, looking all buff." My sister, Victoria, teased as we basically ran past her.

"Bye, boys! Tino, behave!" Mama yelled out but we didn't stop.

Vin was a stickler about being on time, he was the complete opposite of me. He was punctual, charming, and smart. I on the other hand was not the best when it came to school, or the best when it came to being charming.

I kept to myself most times, I had a temper. Quick to anger my mama likes to say. I don't know where it came from but it was there. Always lurking in the back of my mind.

Neither of us had met our mates yet, but neither of us were really looking either. We had been 18 for about two months now, and neither of us had even gotten a whiff of them. But now that there were lycans around... it's best that we didn't. Both of us would be extremely aggressive in protecting our mates.

I didn't agree with Dad asking them for help when it came to the rogues. We had one of the biggest packs in the world, we could hold our own. But he believes in reconciliation. There has been tension between lycans and werewolves for as long as I can remember. Lycans think they are better than us, but truly they weren't. They aren't as great as they think they are.

My wolf, Zay growled slightly at the thought of running into a lycan at school. I'm sure many of them would be there, glaring down at us. Sitting on their high horses.

Vin parked the car and I hopped out immediately and went to the doors. We were greeted with a bunch of 'hellos' from the other pack members as we walked in. I looked around and a giant smile covered my face as I saw my future beta and best friend Quinton walk towards me.

"My, nig--" I cut him off before he could continue.

"Dude, how many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that? I'm not black." Quinton laughed at my exasperation. As he wrapped his arm around me.

"Yeah, but I am. So it's okay." He shrugged and had a smirk on his face as we both walked in.

"You're so annoying."

"You love it."

As we walked the halls, it already smelled different. It smelt of lycan. And they didn't smell good. Not at all.

"It already smells like ass in here," Quinton spoke.

He was always loose with his tongue, sometimes too loose. He was going to get himself beat up one day. And I would be there right with him. Killing whoever thought to touch my best friend in the first place.

Just as I was about to respond a bundle of red hair came hurdling toward me and wrapped its arms around me. I looked down and I was met with a pair of sterling green eyes.

"Hi." She spoke and leaned on her tiptoes to kiss me.

Yes, I had a girlfriend. Very unconventional of me. My parents didn't agree with it when I tried to introduce them to Dalia, two years ago. Even now to this day, they haven't met her. And have no desire to.

Every Thursday we have giant family dinners, and I have tried to invite her on multiple occasions but my mother and father don't agree. Only mates are allowed, outside of family and very close friends. It annoyed the hell out of me.

"I saw one already. A lycan." She spoke pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, apparently there's one teaching. Their alphas son." Quinton said.

I don't know why but that caused Zay to stir. Maybe it was because there was another dominating male around and we were used to being the strongest. All I could do is pray to the moon goddess that I didn't have him as a teacher. That would cause problems.

"What's your schedule? I wanna know if we have a class together."

Dalia loved being around me as much as she could, but I think it was because she was scared that I would leave her for my mate. And now that I was 18. it was a possibility. Though the thought of mate sounded nice it caused great fear in me.

Dalia knew certain parts of me, not everything. Because if she did, I'm sure she would leave me. I have secrets, I have a past. I have this deep-rooted anger in me and I have no idea where it comes from. But it's there, always lingering.

I looked at my schedule to see what I had and I immediately was met with distress. Dalia grabbed it from me and she smiled as she read it.

"We have almost every class together! Yay!" She jumped and wrapped her arms around me again. My eyes met Quinton and he had a playful smirk on his face.

"Yay!" He teased in a tone mocking Dalia's, and I rolled my eyes. "Who the hell is Mr. Mickaya?" He asked as he looked at his own schedule and mine side by side.

I don't know why but that name made me feel something. Something weird. I didn't like it.

"That must be the Lycan, we should get going. He is our first period." Dalia spoke up and grabbed my hand and started pulling me down the hallway. Goddess, I hated how clingy she was these days.

*****

Once settled in the classroom that anxious feeling didn't go away, it actually got worse. Zay was pacing back and forth and it was slightly irritating. At the same time, Dalia was holding my hands and chatting about something that I wasn't paying attention to at all. She talked too much sometimes. Overstimulation is a bitch.

'What the hell Zay?'

'I don't know, something is... I don't know.'

'Can you chill the hell out for a minute? You're giving me a headache.'

'Something is happening. I feel it. You feel it too.'

I groaned in annoyance at his cryptic words. If he wasn't going to give me a straight-up answer then I wasn't going to give him the time of day.

The seconds rolled past and I watched the clock, why the hell hasn't the bell rung yet? Where the hell is this teacher? Then moments later my questions were answered. The bell rang and at the same time, it felt like the world had stopped in place. First, the smell hit my nose. It was peach and sea salt, it smelled heavenly. I had no idea where it was coming from but it was driving me and Zay wild.

Then that's when I saw him. He walked in with such confidence and poise, his head high, his eyes forward. I had yet to see his face, but I knew it would be gorgeous. His body was truly a sight to see. He was built, more than me, more than I could ever be. And he towered over everything in the classroom with his height. His hair was in a tight bun, it looked to be curly on the ends, and it was pitch black. I had never seen such dark hair before.

Zay was whining at this point, begging for this man to turn around. I wanted to see him. Just out of curiosity. No other reason, of course.

But when he did, my breath caught in my throat. I had never seen such a beautiful face, and I had never seen such unique and beautiful eyes. They were two colors, gray with a blue ring around it. I wanted a closer look, I'm sure I was missing something from all the way back here.

His eyes scanned the faces, I was waiting in anticipation for him to get to mine. And once we locked eyes, it all was made clear as day.

'Mate'

Mate? A man? A lycan? There's no way...the goddess wouldn't do that. Would she?

We stayed there staring at each other. I wanted to know what he was thinking. I'm sure I looked crazy sitting here. My doe eyes probably look humongous, my cheeks heating up from embarrassment. But he looked unphased. Like I was nothing to look at. He immediately moved his eyes from mine and I felt cold.

Zay let out a soft whine at his quick dismissal of us. Was I not what he expected? I mean I wasn't expecting a guy either. And I sure as hell wasn't expecting my mate to be a lycan. And it's not even like I want to be with him. But it would be nice to know if he was attracted to me. That's not weird at all. No, I think that is a normal response.

"You okay?" Dalia whispered in my ear and rubbed her hand on my arm.

All of a sudden her touch felt like acid. Burning me. I slowly pulled myself away from her and gave her a curt nod and looked forward. My mate's eyes were glued onto our intertwined hands. I tried to pull away but Dalia had a death grip on me.

"My name is Mr. Koa Mickaya. I am your new history teacher for the year."

That voice. His damn voice. I never thought I'd ever find a deep voice like his attractive but it did something to me. It was smooth like velvet and warmed my body like hot chocolate. I loved it. What the hell am I saying? No...no. I didn't. Fuck that voice.

But I, unfortunately, couldn't stop the urge of saying his name.

"Koa," I whispered to myself as quietly as my voice could go.

But I should have figured Lycan hearing is twenty times better than werewolf hearing. His eyes locked on mine yet again, but still nothing. No emotion in them. He heard me.

A girl raised her hand and caught his attention and I went back to being unseen. I hate that girl.

"Mr. Mickaya, do you think we should go around introducing ourselves? I would also love to get to know you more?"

Is she flirting? Was that flirting? What the hell? No way she was flirting.

"Yes, of course, we can start with you." He motioned to her and he moved to where he was now leaning against the desk. He was a very big man... But I couldn't focus on that, I could only focus on this giant feeling of jealousy coursing through me.

'Why the hell would he do that?'

'Zay, chill out man.'

'No! He saw us. Why is he acting like he doesn't see us? Like we aren't here?'

'Zay--'

'He thinks we're ugly? I can't even feel his Lycan, he's hiding from me.' Zay let out a soft whine at that and I could feel his sadness.

Maybe he didn't want us. You know what, that is fine with me. I don't want him anyways. Truly. I'm not gay, and I'm an alpha. Alpha's don't take it up the ass anyways. I'm happy with Dalia. And at some point, my parents were just gonna have to accept the fact that Dalia is gonna be the Luna.

"You, in the gray. It's your turn." His voice pulled me out of my thoughts, I hadn't even realized it was my turn. That went by fast. Or was I zoned out for that long?

"Uhh-yeah-uhh. My name is Valentino, I go by Tino. Son of Vincenzo and Maria Rossi. My favorite color is orange. And my favorite thing to do is your mom jokes."

My voice faltered, I had never stuttered in my life. There were a few chuckles from my classmates at my joke, but not from HIM. He just squinted his eyes at me, the only indication that he was even looking at me. What the hell is happening?

But as he watched me talk I felt so much pressure to sound right. I watched to see if maybe, just maybe he would react. He didn't. His face was still cold. And distant. I knew what this meant. He was going to reject me. That made Zay whine in pain, but he didn't protest. If his lycan wasn't reaching out to him, then we knew it was a done deal. They didn't want us.

I didn't want him either. And I will prove it.

"Thank you, Valentino."

MAGIC, magic is real. Because it felt like it was surging through my entire body as he spoke my name. I usually hate when teachers say my full name, but when he said it...it made me feel...weird.

He started on his tangent of Lycan and Werewolf history. To be honest I didn't care about lycan history, it seemed relevant to me. And also the fact he had not once looked at me since he started teaching. But I didn't care.

Dalia had her hands on me still and she slowly leaned into my chest. I leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. It was muscle memory, truly it was. I didn't even realize what I was doing until after and I felt his icy gaze on me. It caused my hair to stand up. I sat up and turned to see his still, and emotionless gaze.

"No PDA in this classroom Mr. Rossi and Ms. Crilo."

His voice was stern and his eyes never left Dalia as she immediately pulled away from me. No longer touching me in any capacity. I let out a breath of relief at that. Dalia hated getting in trouble with authority.

"My bad, teach." I hissed out. I was annoyed at the fact he wasn't paying attention to me. His jaw ticked at the disrespectful name. One thing I knew about teachers they hated being called teach. I don't know why.

But instead of giving a comeback, or any indication of anything at all. He went back to teaching. Completely ignoring me. Again.

Zay was hurt, and so was I. Maybe he could tell I was no good. Maybe I had an aura that showed all the bad that I'd done. Yeah. That's it.

I kept my head down for the rest of the class. It wasn't like he would care if I was looking at him anyways. It was weird what I was feeling. Rejected? Probably. Even though I hate to admit it. Once the bell rang, I couldn't get out fast enough. I grabbed my bag and bolted. I didn't even wait for Dalia, I just needed to leave.

Note to self, when trying to flee from your mate at least look where you're going.

I ran into a giant wall of man, and I knew who it was. I didn't have to look. I felt it. The heat, the electricity that everyone talks about. I felt it. His giant hands were holding my biceps. Making them abnormally small. I kept my head down, I refused to look at him. Also how embarrassing it would be to see a man look down at me? That's never happened before. I wasn't ready for that.

"My bad," I mumbled as I pulled myself from his grasp and raced out of the room. I was pretty far down the hallway and I finally felt like I was able to breathe. I walked to my locker and Vin was there, back leaning against them.

He looked just as disheveled as I did. Maybe even more so. His eyes looked crazy like he was looking around for me. Once I got close he grabbed me and pushed me against the lockers, catching me off guard.

"What's your problem?" I hissed out in pain as he stood in front of me.

"We need to talk."

"Then talk, idiot." I pushed him off and moved to where I could open my locker and started shoving stuff in there.

"I met my mate. I found her."

Goddess, I hated being a twin sometimes. I literally can't have one unique experience of my own. I stayed silent cause I knew his annoying ass wasn't done talking.

"It's a lycan..." AGAIN. I HATE BEING A TWIN.

"Yeah? Welcome to the club." I whispered and Vin looked surprised.

"Your mate? She's a lycan too?" Vin leaned forward and got all up in my personal space. He did this a lot when he talked about something serious.

"I wouldn't say she." My voice was low enough to where no one would be able to hear us, but Vin as his stupidity.

"A boy!" He yelled it so loud that it caused some people to look our way, and I could feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

"Shut the fuck up, you dumbass," I said through gritted teeth. Anger surging in my eyes, I'm sure of it.

"Valentine, I didn't know you went that way."

"I don't. And you better stop before I punch you." He wasn't helping.

"Okay, chill out. Let's go, we have the rest of the classes together. And don't think I won't be asking you about them later."

Oh, yay, I look forward to it.

Goddess, help me.

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Koa's POV

I don't think I'd ever seen true beauty until today. No, actually I know I've never seen true beauty. I could smell him as soon as he entered the building. It wasn't until I walked into my classroom that I was hit with his caramel and chocolate scent. It drew me in like no other. It was driving me wild.

Once in the class, I let my eyes wander to all the girls in there, but it wasn't coming from any of them. It wasn't until I met a pair of sticking green eyes attached to the most beautiful man I had ever seen.

His eyes were big and wide. Doe's eyes. I loved them. It contrasted with the rest of his sharp features. It was perfect. He was perfect.

The messy hair on his head suited him, and his tan skin brought it all together. My mate. My mate was a male. I never thought of that being a possibility. I never found men attractive before. Until now.

It wasn't until I noticed the red hair girl hanging onto him, clinging to him as if her life counted on it. It caused Alister so much distress, jealousy was rising in my chest. I was going to break. I had never broken before. Today will not be the first.

I told Alister to hide, not to interact with his wolf. For I knew exactly what would happen the moment he did. I would claim him. I wouldn't have even thought about it. But that's what I need. I need to think right now. I can't make rash decisions.

But when he said my name, ever so softly it caused me to stir. My body warmed up immediately. And I wanted to hear him say it again. And again. And again.

I needed to know his name, I wanted to know everything about him. I was thankful for the girl to pull me out of my spiraling thoughts and suggest an introduction.

Some of the students were unnecessarily long-winded. I just wanted to get to him. I wanted to know his name. And when he did, my goddess his name was perfect. Valentino. So strong and unique. I loved it. It fit him. And his voice was as angelic as the rest of him.

But it wasn't until he leaned over and set a kiss on the girl's forehead that I almost lost control. Almost. I pushed Alister away into the deepest dark place I could find. Forever grateful that he did not see that encounter.

I did the only thing I could. Tell both of them no PDA. It did the trick, she pulled away from my mate immediately. But he on the other hand looked annoyed.

"My bad teach."

Teach. He was challenging me. Of course, he was. At that moment I realized he was the alpha's son. He was alpha. And a werewolf. Which meant I was going to be met with a lot of hardheadedness. It was going to be like taming a wild horse. An almost near-impossible task.

I tried my best to stay focused for the rest of the class, and to my dismay, he kept his eyes down the whole time. Not once looking at me again. Did he think I was ugly? It was obvious he was not originally attracted to men. Was it my eyes? Was my gaze too intense for his liking?

Once the bell rang, he got up and attempted to run out of the classroom. Not before crashing into me. I moved my hands to grab him before he fell over. My hands wrapped fully around his biceps, he was big. I was bigger.

How I wish he wasn't wearing long sleeves, so I could feel his skin. I'm sure it's as soft as it looks. But even with the barrier I could feel the heat and electricity beaming through my hands and filling my body.

He kept his head down. He wouldn't meet my eyes. I hated that. I wanted to see them again. But right now my eyes were plated firmly looking at the top of his head. He mumbled something so quickly and quietly that I missed it. I can't believe I didn't catch what he was saying.

"Hello? Earh to Koa."

I looked up and there stood Kona. With an annoyed look on her face. I had a free period during lunchtime and I was deep in thought. So deep in thought that I hadn't realized she was here.

"Jeez, get out of your mind hole."

"How long have you been standing here?" I asked her confused.

"Like five minutes." She grabbed a chair and pulled it right in front of my desk and plopped down. Pulled out her lunch and started eating.

"Shouldn't you be in the cafeteria?"

"Shouldn't you mind your business?" Instant regret filled her face after her response. She let out a deep sigh and looked at me apologetically. "I'm sorry, I just-- I need some advice."

"What's wrong?"

"I met my mate." Of course, she did. "At least I think I did. First I smelled something amazing right? Then this super hot guy walks in and I'm like 'wowza' Then Corinth starts going crazy and yelling 'mate, mate, mate' but then when I looked at him he saw me and he like basically ran away from me."

"Mine did as well," I told her truthfully. She met my eyes, hers reflecting mine and she looked shocked.

"You found your mate too? What's she like?"

"HE is perfect."

"HE! No way! Kendall is going to be so happy to hear that there's another one in the family." She teased.

"I am not gay."

"Moon goddess gave you a male mate. You're gay. She is literally telling you in the most obvious way."

I rolled my eyes at her and her proclamation but she was right. Kendall wasn't lesbian either but then all that changed when she met Taya.

"Do you think it's because we are lycans?" Kona asked, her voice wavering a bit.

I shrugged at her question. I had never thought of that being a possibility. At least not for me. Anyone would love to have a strong Lycan as a mate. But for Kona that might be different. She would be stronger than any male werewolf unless he was perhaps an alpha or had alpha blood. Even then he might feel insecure about having his woman be stronger than her.

"What do I do? I don't even know his name. We have multiple classes together but he sat on the opposite side and never looked at me. What if he thinks I am ugly?"

"You are not ugly. Anyone with eyes could see that."

This wasn't even me being a big brother, my sisters were genuinely beautiful to all eyes. There is nothing about them that could make them ugly.

"What are we going to do about our mates?"

"I guess we give them time. If they want us, they will come. We have to be careful. They are werewolves. They like control. Too much of us too soon will cause them to pull away. I know that it is going to be hard but Corinth and Alister are strong. What does mom always say?"

"Patience is a virtue," Kona spoke.

"Patience is a virtue. We must give them time."

"Thanks for the talk. I'm going to go find the other two. Can we eat lunch here tomorrow? All four of us?"

"Of course."

She left the room and once again I was left with my thoughts. Valentino's face flooded my mind. How gorgeous he was.

'He is upset with me' Alister spoke.

'Who is?'

'Zay, our mate's wolf. When you locked me away he couldn't feel me.'

'It's just a misunderstanding I'm sure everything will be okay.'

'We have to do something.'

'I understand your eagerness but we have to take our time. He is a werewolf. An alpha at that.'

'Yes, and we are alpha as well. I'm sure he wants us as much as we want him.'

'I can't be too sure...'

'You have to do something.'

'I will. I just need to process.'

Alister left me alone with my thoughts again. I had no idea to go about this. It's not like I could go up to him and take him. Make him bend to my will and submit to me. He was raised knowing that everyone else would fall to his will.

This was going to be a challenge for me. Knowing werewolves and their nature, they are prideful creatures. They are also stubborn, and arrogant. I can't even imagine what an alpha would be like.

The only correct approach is to let him come to me. I can't go to him, or else it could cause him to pull away from me. Though I hated the thought of waiting, I knew it was important and needed to be done. Did it go against my nature? yes, it did. But I would do anything and everything for Valentino. I already knew that. Even if it meant going against my own DNA.

I'd be patient.

I'd wait years for Valentino.