Osias

(Image above is somewhat how I see Berlin's Dad to look like)

It's been two days. Two, agonizing days since Berlin left me in a stunned silence, leaning against the closet door like an idiot. At the time, his words caught me so off guard that I could not speak or even stand to reach out and prevent him from leaving my room. For the first time in my life, I felt as if I had no control over the situation. 

For these past 48 hours, my wolf has been pacing impatiently in my mind, whining painfully at the fact that our mate does not fully accept our bonding. Although Berlin did not specifically reject us, his reluctance to advance in our mating relationship quickly took a toll on both my physical and mental well-being. I had to fight my wolf after the first day, forcing him back into a deep sleep in order for him to shut the hell up about our mate. 

I didn't have a second of peace.

However, that feeling of sheer need was also beginning to pull at me as the hours dragged by. I was a wreck as an Alpha -- attending meetings in a jittery stupor and even zoning out when meeting important guests -- all because of the little twink whose scent and body is engrained into my mind. Thoughts of Berlin were slowly driving me insane, and I knew that if I did not do something about it by the end of the day, both my wolf and I may lose control. I couldn't allow that to happen.

Werewolves, especially Alphas, have an extremely strong bond with their mates from the moment that they find them. It runs deeper than mere blood, DNA or a random gene pool, but rather a specific pairing chosen by the goddess herself. The mates are completely dependent on one another, and without their match, a wolf may suffer pain either mentally, physically or at the same time. If the pairing is rejected, the two involved with the pairing will both go be forced to endure the pain of their choices. I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't in fucking agony right now.

I knew that he was avoiding me at all costs. At most, I would be able to catch a flurry of a short, blonde ponytail flurry around the corner from the dining hall, or catch wind of his twinkling laughter as he giggled until his face assumed the color of a ripe strawberry. Even so, I knew something was wrong. His heart was laced with sadness, and it penetrated him to his very core. I could almost feel the barbed wire around his heart pierce through mine as well. It made me quite depressed to know that he was withholding information, but to force it from him would only make my situation worse than it already is. 

"Ortiz, I want you to call for Danny Cahill. To my office. Now." I waved away my Beta, sending him a growl as he rolled his eyes and fell off of the couch in the far side of my office, on which he was taking a nap. So childish.

"Whatever." he grumbled angrily, shooting me a piercing glare over his shoulder before stomping out of the room in a similar manner to what I would have done myself. 

As I waited for Ortiz to fetch Danny, I happened to glance out of my window. What I saw caused me to do a double, and then a triple take. My breath hitched at the sight of Berlin sitting on a bright blue picnic blanket alone, eating from a bag of baby carrots and cradling a large novel in his hand. The soft wind caused his hair to swirl around his heavenly face. It was a perfect sight, I only wished that I was able to join him on this beautiful day.

"A-Alpha... You called for me?" came a timid voice from the other side of the mahogany, french doors of my office.

"Enter." I replied calmly, leaning back in my leather office chair and tearing my eyes away from the angel outside of my window. The door slowly swung open as a larger version of Berlin walked into my office. Although he was taller than Berlin, he was still on the short side on the werewolf scale. Danny kept his head down in both a respectful and submissive manner, only glancing up once in order to shortly examine my rather recumbent position. He stayed quiet, waiting my next words as if he was a puppy awaiting orders; although rather than shaking from happiness, his slim fingers were shivering with what looked to be sheer terror. 

"I am guessing that your husband is waiting for you outside of this office, so I will attempt to keep this short." I drawled, my blue eyes flickering over him as I paused my words. "That is, as long as you answer my questions in a manner that pleases me." I finished, raising an eyebrow as I waited for his reaction. The small submissive hesitated for a moment before nodding his head gently and waiting once again. I couldn't help but smile, pleased at the power of my presence on others. "Tell me, is Berlin troubled about something that may have occurred in his relatively recent past?" I asked, leaning my elbows on top of my desk. Danny's eyes widened slightly as I spoke my last words.

"How did you know?" he whispered, his actions somewhat reminding me of his son. 

"I'm the Alpha. Now answer my question." I replied, my foot tapping impatiently underneath my large desk.

"I-..." he trembled, gulping and twisting his fingers. "If I didn't know that you two were mates, I wouldn't tell you... But I suppose because you are, it only makes sense." he finally lifted his head to look at me a moment later. "Berlin has been depressed since the rogues were sent to take over our pack... He lost someone very important to him." he said, his body language implying that he was ready to bolt from my office as soon as I gave him the command. 

I stared at him for a moment, my eyes narrowing as I thought deeply. I understand that he lost someone, but how exactly would that correlate to our relationship? I have no idea, but the fact that this... Person that passed away had so much power over Berlin that he chose to avoid me caused my anger to spike to an unimaginable height. 

"C-can I leave now?" Danny asked, his head hanging low once more and his voice returning to its usual, timid level. I snapped back with a loud growl, and was immediately met with a sobbing Danny. 

Well, shit.

"BUNNY?!" screamed a voice from behind my office door while the same person banged hard on the mahogany. "LET. ME. IN. If you made my mate cry, I don't care WHOSE Alpha you are, I'll fucking SHOOT YOU!" 

I sighed out, rolling my eyes at the outlandish statement before waving out Danny in a dismissive manner. I didn't need the parents of my mate hating me in the first couple of days after meeting him. 

After I heard the couple's footsteps fade down the hallway, I allowed my vision to wander back to the window. My anger instantly dissipated at the sight of my Angel, now laying down on the blanket and clutching another old sweatshirt to his chest as he slept with his fat novel still in his hand. Just the sight of him made me want to burst through this window and hold him forever. 

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Exactly five hours later, I lost it.

It started with my claws. As I was writing signing a treaty contract, I was surprised when my own blood dripped onto the paper. Upon further inspection, I realized that my claws dug into my skin as they involuntarily shifted. From there, it only took a few moments for my wolf to take over even though I remained in human form for the most part. 

With my wolf in control of my body, I stormed out of my office. I glanced into the mirror on the way out, and my golden eyes were brighter than ever. I could only hope that my wolf wouldn't lost his shit and hurt our mate. 

It was a matter of moments before I reached the dining hall, two long tables stretched out throughout a room almost as large as our ballroom. Few stopped to notice as I practically ran down the walkway between the two tables, heading straight for the short blonde boy at the end of the table on the left.

"You're coming with me." my wolf spoke, causing my voice to lower by a couple of octaves. Berlin spun around in his seat quickly with wide eyes, still holding a buttered bun to his lips. My breathing was halted at the sight of his milky, smooth skin, brown eyes and pouty lips. It caused me to lose control of my sanity even faster. 

"W-Wha-" he was cut off as I smacked the piece of bread away. I wrapped my strong arms around his waist and effortlessly hoisted him over my shoulder with a grunt before making a beeline for the private Alpha's garage. 

"Hey!" he squealed out angrily, kicking his short legs and smacking my thickly muscled back with his tiny hands. "What are you doing?!"

I growled out a reply as I grabbed the keys to one of my BMWs, unlocking it and opening the passenger door to gently set Berlin down. I quickly fastened his seatbelt across his chest before I froze, the proximity of my face to his causing my heart to skip a beat.

My lips were on his in a moment, my large hand resting against his flushed cheek as I moved my lips slowly against his soft, pink ones. I felt goosebumps of pleasure erupt on my skin and send shots of pleasure down to my mini-me. I was so engrossed in the moment that I could not even tell if he was kissing me back or not. 

"I'm taking you on a date." I murmured, pulling away and smirking at Berlin's stunned face and bright red lips. I rested my finger to his lips as he opened his mouth to protest. "And no, you do not get a choice. I am the Alpha, and you will listen to me, darling."

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