Alpha's Chosen

Lizzie Hamilton Paranormal

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A Luna born without her wolf.
An Alpha mated into turmoil and exhaustion.
Colleagues whom soon turn friends but will it grow into something more?
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Story exert -
I turn my attention instead to concentrate on their scents.
Each one unique to the individual but each also tinted with the Blackfur's signature scent, the scent that matches their Alpha beside me.
However, this mundane routine is interrupted when George pauses next to a young woman who holds no such tinting.
As I look between them, they are obviously kin, but as he introduces her as his daughter, I can’t help but show my confusion.
I have met George countless times.
We have spoken as friends on many occasions and not once has he mentioned a daughter.
Only his son.
George sighs before smiling to her “my best kept secret”.
I inhale again as I step closer and my curiosities are answered without needing to ask the questions. No wolf.
Pushing aside the plethora of new questions now buzzing through my mind, I reach out my hand to shake hers, and she tentatively responds, placing her soft, small hand in mine.
I lean down showing my respects by placing my forehead against hers, her eyes growing wide as my skin presses against hers.
It's then I make the mistake of breathing in, her scent soft in a way I've never smelt before.
I want to get closer, discover her scent, but I can feel the tension my movements have brought her, prompting me to quickly step back and release her hand.
“Pleasure to make the acquaintance” I say softly.
I fear my respects have been taken indignantly, but a quick peak at George eases my worries, an easy smile on his lips.
My relief, however, is not complete as I look back to see his daughter still tense, a look of blankness in her eyes as they center on me.
Not wanting to intimidate her further, I take another step back, adding a small bow in hopes of showing my good intentions.
“Likewise” she replies softly, taking my surprised attention back to her.
Meredith then seems to become a different person entirely, walking two steps closer as she offers me a soft smile.
There is a pause of silence in the room as I try to figure out the small woman before me.
Is she scared of me like the others and just feigning bravery or is she truly as unphased as she seems?
The silence only breaks after she looks at her father for a small nod before turning her attention and soft features back up towards me.
“Alpha Cole, If you have time I would like to go over our plan to provide aid to the in need Red Lake pack members”.
I hear her words, but they don’t quite compute as I look down at the fascinating women looking so fiercely up at me.
Not many wolves have dared step this close ... but her voice... is honeyed with the same softness as her scent.
Such contradictions, such polar opposites contained in one small being.
I take a step closer, marveling at the woman before me, but my spell is broken by George clearing his throat heavily beside me.
“Ummm”. I pause, shaking my head slightly as I take a step back, before nodding “yes, of course”.

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