Alpha Alexandre Brutus's Point of View



I can't breathe. My chest hurts. I gripped my shirt over my heart roughly.

I can't think. I started walking backwards, tripping and stumbling over chairs as I tried to reach the back door. I grasped for the handle but it would not stay in my hand. I couldn't grip it. I could feel myself starting to shift, so I plowed through the door and took off across the yard into the forest. I barely made it into the forest before my body gave out and I fell into the dirt, writhing in pain. My shift was not going as smoothly as it should. I could hear my bones snapping painfully one by one.

"Agh, why... does...it...hurt" I ground out gutturally.

"Because I'm making it hurt".

Even through my mind numbing pain, I was still shocked. My brain registered that my wolf had spoken to me for the first time in almost a year. Ever since I had turned eighteen and decided that I was not going to search for my mate, my wolf had been slowly distancing himself. At first, it was with anger, lashing out at me in my head, making me hurt. Then it was ignoring me, making me feel more like an uncoordinated human, tripping over limbs and running into doors. Finally, he relinquished motor function abilities to me and stopped talking and fighting. He had almost been non-existent.

Until Terri arrived. Ever since that day at the beach, he's been waking slowly, clawing his way to the surface. Whatever pit he had dug himself into, he had now returned.

"W...why?" I growled.

"Because of you, our mate hates us. We had her in our arms"

"Yeah, she pushed...pushed me away" I groaned, remembering the feel of her lips on mine. I was not in control when I kissed her. My wolf had completely taken over and I was furious in the background, but I could not deny that she felt amazing.

"Because you made her hate us!" he roared in my head, giving me an instant migraine. My hearing began to get muffled and my vision started to go black from the added pain.

"Sleep" my wolf commanded and I passed out.

* * * * * * *

Picking up my eyelids felt like an impossible task. I barely opened one and found it to be as dark on the outside as it was in my head. I groaned but it came out as a wolfish whine. Only then did I realize I was in wolf form.

I remembered what had transpired and I tried to hop up to my feet.

"Sit down" my wolf growled at me in my head and my body flopped onto the ground. "I'm choosing to let you have some motor function. Be grateful and don't make me take away that privilege. We need to talk" he said.

"You had a whole year to talk, and you chose not to" I said in my head.

"You would not listen!" he snapped at me. I don't remember him being so angry and mean before.

"Because you wanted me to go traipsing around America looking for some stupid woman!" I thought, but felt a pang within me when I said stupid.

"OUR MATE IS NOT STUPID! You idiot. You stupid idiot. Don't you understand what a mate means? It means that she completes you. You're stronger and faster, happy and loved. Loved. You remember what that is, don't you? That feeling you used to get from your mother before she died? Before your father beat you into malicious submission? Or are you so blinded by your father after your mother's death that you don't remember life before her death? He loved your mother and your mother loved him, and it was wrong what he did to you after he broke, but I am not going to let you break too!"

"He would not have hated me if she had lived" I mumbled mentally.

"That's true. He hated you because you look like her and you were innocent like she was when she died. He completely lost it when she died. But your dad is a rare case. Sara Crewwe lost her mate, but she was still a loving, doting mother. What happened to you... to us...was unforgivable, but your father was the exception, not the rule"

I sat quietly for a few seconds, I was a small child trapped inside a room with a chastising adult.

"I don't want... to end up like him"

"I helped you through all the pain and training when you were younger and I will help you now, but you have to listen to me. I am telling you what you need to heal your body and soul but you won't listen. Our mate is strong and gifted, she will not die easily. You have nothing to fear. She is made for you"

My wolf had always been so strong. So sure of himself. He had coached me mentally after my mom died when I was four. He taught me how to survive my father's training sessions without dying. He was my closest friend and confidante, but at some point, I had turned cold. So cold that I even shut him out.

This is my father's fault. All of this. He never once loved me.

"I don't think I know how to love someone. I don't even think I know how to be around people" I thought shamefully.

"Yes you do. You've been friends with Jason for years. And Sophie, Sienna, and the twins too. You know how to be with people, you just need to learn to open yourself up to people. Jason has been opening up to you for years about his mother, father's death, he and Sophie's relationship. Take a lesson form him, opening up means talking about how you feel. And as for loving someone, I know your mother taught you to love, even if you were young. And you see it every day. Jason and Sophie, other mated couples in your pack, Mr. and Mrs. Jackson..." I could tell he was dropping a hint but I ignored it.

"Well that's all well and good but she hates me now, so it doesn't matter. Plus, she can choose not to be with me, because she doesn't have the pull to fight" I told him grudgingly.

"If she hates you, make her un-hate you. You have to try. Be a gentlemen, be kind, be sweet. And that does not matter. The pull is a sign, a billboard showing you that the person in front of you is who is designed for your mind, body, and soul. It's not a love spell, it just makes searching easier. Human's spend years looking for their best fit, their other half. We should be thankful we have it so easy. Besides, Terri is not eighteen yet. You don't know if she has the pull or not" he chastised me.

"She doesn't have a wolf! But you're right, I should find out when her birthday is" I mumbled reluctantly.

"She also shouldn't have a mate, but it seems like wolf laws still apply to her" he replied snidely.

I had no reply for that.

"What time is it?" I asked. My wolf had backed off and was letting me control my body. I slowly stood up, looking around and realizing where we actually were. We were at my waterfall, on the ledge.

"Just because I was dormant doesn't mean I was not paying attention" he said, sensing my surprise, "and its now...almost midnight" I am assuming he was getting that from the moon over head.

"How is that possible, I ran into the woods after the...kiss... and it was after midnight" I said in confusion, but when I thought about the kiss, my body warmed and I had to fight the urge to smile.

"It's Tuesday. About to be Wednesday"

"What?! You knocked me out for two whole days?! I'm sure everyone is looking for me! Damn it!" it had been Sunday night, Monday morning when I busted out of the house. It's not good for an Alpha to just disappear like that.

"They have been looking for you. I blocked the messages. And I did not knock you out, you passed out from pain, and then hibernated. I'm sure it's because you're body was tired from fighting the pull" I gave him a mental sneer.

"I have to-" but our bickering was cut short when a rustling to my right quickly caught my attention. A sweet, clean smell followed the sound and I took a hesitant step toward the trees, ready for a fight.

"Mate" my wolf said with worry.

"What-" I started but suddenly, Terri came stumbling out of the thick plant growth. I felt a small twinge of happiness blossom on reflex until I actually got a good look at her. She was deathly pale and sweating. Her eyes were partially glazed over and it looked like she had little control of her motor functions. She took two more wobbly steps towards me, then I saw her eyes roll into the back of her head.

"Catch her!" I shifted mid step and aced to grab her before she hit the ground. She fell into my arms and I quickly took a knee, laying her down gently on the ground.

"Terri?!" I asked in a scared tone and a resounding crack that came from her body answered me. "Terri?"








Alpha Alex again on the side because I am absolutely in love with Tyler Hoechlin! Thank you for reading! Vote and Comment so I can get a little publicity for my story :) Thank you guys... Oh! and on the right is James Earl Jones speaking because that the voice I imagined when writing Alex's and his wolf's conversation.