Matt's POV

Being a future Alpha werewolf is no easy picnic.

And it's even more hectic when you're the son of a prominent headmistress of a renowned boarding school who's busy watching all the students- supernaturals and humans alike- while making sure that you do your homework and find a suitable mate.

But never let it be said that I can't hold my own weight.

Oops, folks. Let me introduce myself. Manners.

My name's Matthieux. Matthew Samuel Rosseaux-Yanez, future Alpha of the Red Lily pack of Sammons Falls, Massachusetts. I'm also the school's diving captain (competitive diving, of course), one of the top honor students at Sammons Falls Academy, and an all-around all-American teenage werewolf.

And as I came in from patrolling the pack lands and the town, I am greeted by other members of the pack while making a beeline for my family home (the school president's house/Alpha mansion).

"Hey, Matt!"

"Had a long night with your dad, bro? Hope you saved your energy for the diving team's first practice next week. Marshall's counting on you to take us to State."

"Tell your mom that I said hi, okay?"

I smiled and waved hello as I navigated across the large school campus that could put Harvard AND Boston University to shame. In a way, we're almost a college campus from the way Mom continuously upgrades and adds new facilities. If anything, we were on our way to becoming our own city.

"Hi, Matty!"

My mood soured upon the use of my nickname by two of the most obnoxious female wolves in town: Crystal Lincoln and Kylie Ambrose, the pack's promiscuous harlots that no sane man or werewolf would dare date unless he had a death wish. "What is it now, ladies?" I said, my Alpha persona in full effect.

Kylie, the blonde-haired female wolf (the daughter of two warriors), smiled brightly. "Chrissy and I were wondering when will you claim either one of us- or both of us if you want to be lucky- in being our mate," she asked. "We know that you're still single and you need a future Luna- or two- by your side, so count us in to be one of the candidates to being your future wifies."

I frowned. "And like I told you," I said curtly, "I'm still holding out for my TRUE mate. And for the record, I am a gay werewolf. G-A-Y, meaning I like tight asses and big cocks for me to ride over and over again."

Crystal, the dark-skinned Gamma's daughter, rolled her eyes and laughed pitilessly. "Oh, Alpha Matty," she drawled. "You can be bisexual if you want to, even have a guy by your side. But really, you need a REAL woman- or two- to make you a REAL man as well as a future heir. And what better way to have it all than to have me and my best friend- if not one or the other? We can change your preferences, if you want us to."

She fluttered her lips and blew me a kiss, which made me and my wolf Sirion (who was as gay as I was) want to barf all over their skimpy dresses and high heels. "Yeah...no, bitch," I said, letting my eyes glow red and folding my arms. "I am not interested in either one of you or even both of you. I am proud to be a gay man and I rather slash my own throat with my claws before you two seduce me. Now, go home."

"All right," Kylie said. "No need to get testy, Alpha Matty. But remember that no one dares say no to us. We get what we want and what we want is you."

"I believe I just did," I replied. "And stop calling me 'Matty,' for crying out loud. Only my mother calls me that."

I rolled my eyes as I let them walk away. "Damn bitches," I mumbled, making Sirion huff in agreement. "Those two can get on my fucking nerves. Why do I end up getting pulled into the presence of skank bitches, I'll never know."

Enough of this bullshit. I had to meet with Mom for breakfast. Otherwise, she'll kick my ass from here to the Moon Goddess, who will send me straight to Her sister Amalia (The keeper of hell and the goddess of wrath). And besides, I love spending time with my momma. I'm a momma's boy. Sue me.

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"So, you know that your senior year is coming up, right?" my mother, ever the regal and powerful Luna of the Red Lily pack and the school's headmistress, said as a servant served us our food. "You do know that it's imperative to not only finish school but also finish your training with your father to receive the Alpha title."

I nodded. "I know," I commented. "I've been training with the old man every day during the summer and even got my Beta Landon on board with the other Betas."

"Good," she smiled. "And this is very important as well- finding your mate. It won't be long until you have to find someone suitable to be bonded to. I assume that you're still a virgin?"

"Mama, I've been keeping my legs crossed and taken many cold showers at night to resist sleeping around," I replied. "Not only that, I'm as gay as the rainbow. I'm not into any of those shameless girls, especially Lincoln and Ambrose."

"Don't say their names," she hissed, her wolf Imani ready to claw out the eyes of those harlots. "They're still harassing you?"

"More than ever with school coming up," I replied. "If I know any better, they'll bully any female and male Omega supernatural to keep me away from them so one or both of them can claim me as theirs. That would be disastrous."

She smiled wickedly. "You let me deal with them, honey," she said. "I'm sure Madame Vivacious and her witches will like to make those two sluts dance until they dropped dead."

I shuddered at the mention of the witch coven consisting of drag queens. They're spooky on their own, with each of them coming from a lineage of powerful mages, druids, and sparks. But with Ms. Ariana Vivacious as their leader and when they gather at The Red Rose Cafe and Nightclub...

No sane Alpha (male or female) would want to be on their blacklist. One guy tried to discredit them with his homophobia, and he ended up being tossed into the Seelie Court thanks to Aquilla Wytche. The last time I heard, he was still dancing with his feet bleeding.

"Mama, you let me deal with them," I said. "Anyway, how're preparations for orientation and move-in day?"

"Going swell," she replied, though she was disappointed that I wouldn't let the witches go near Kylie and Crystal. "And I had to go to Texas to meet with the family of a new student that will be attending his senior year here. He seems nice enough, but his family is a piece of work. His uncle and daughter are homophobic assholes. His parents and younger sisters seem to want him out of their lives. But his maternal grandmother- Druscilla Fabatier- seems like a no-nonsense old woman who loves him to pieces and doesn't want him to leave. I called her last night to assure him that he'll be in the finest care possible."

I frowned at the mention of homophobic family members, feeling sad for the kid who has to deal with them and apathetic parents and siblings. He and his grandmother deserve a medal to put up with them. "Any friends?" I asked, pausing to sip on my orange juice.

"Only two: Jose Munoz and Elisa Baez, also from Texas," she replied. "Everyone else seems to want him gone."

"Poor guy. So, when's he coming over?"

"Move-in Day, which is in five days. Which is why I invited you here for breakfast. I want you to make sure that he is given a warm Boston welcome and make him feel at home. He's set to be your roommate, so make sure that he's not harassed or bullied by anyone. And keep him away from those harlots."

"Right," I replied firmly. "I vow to make sure that the kid-"

"His name's Thierry. Thierry Lemieux."

I nodded. "I vow that Thierry Lemieux will be protected from all harm and that I plan to be his friend," I said. I flashed my eyes red to affirm my promise.

"It is so ordered," she intoned, a white rose (a symbol of the Moon Goddess) appearing out of nowhere as a signal of her approval of my vow. "If you break the vow, you are damned for all time."

I nodded, Sirion and I already knowing the penalty for breaking such a vow made to the Moon Goddess. One guy from Virginia did that and...well, let's just say that he's still screaming in pain by Amalia. I never broke such a vow and I never intended to start now.

Thierry Lemieux, a scholarship kid with a rotten family and an uncharmed life. He'll need a good friend more than ever. And I plan to be the one to do just that. I just need to keep him away from Lincoln and Ambrose. Those two are jealous of anyone who comes near me, but I won't let them or anyone else get him in their clutches.

And that was a promise.

Well, well! We've met Matthieux and he's hoping to be good buddies with Thierry! And in the next chapter, we'll have our boys meet each other on move-in day at Sammons Falls Academy!

Song: "Classic Man" by Jidenna. Dedication: ShaunAllan

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