The Big Sky Alpha Novel – I am a young shifter from the Blood Moon Pack. I am dragged to the Alpha Games being held by the Big Sky Pack where my life will forever be changed. “Mate.” my wolf said as she kept sniffing the air. I looked around, but no one really caught my attention. I swung around to meet a tattooed chest with more muscles than I’ve ever seen on a man. No. Not possible! Was my mate seriously the big bad Alpha Colt?This can’t be! I can’t be mated to that man. As I mentally prepared to be rejected,he began to run it up between my legs and he grazed the lips. “You’re mine, little wolf. Don’t resist me.”
I woke in a cold sweat, my long curly red hair glued to my face as I tried to wipe the droplets gliding down my face. I can’t believe I had that dream again! Why do I keep dreaming of making love to a man I’ve never met, at a lake I’ve never been to? The man is incredibly handsome, I can’t complain about that, but who is he? “Freya! You’re going to be late! Get up b*tch!” My best friend, and roommate, Jessi yelled as she banged on my door. S*it! I slept through my alarm, I have a meeting with the Alpha at the pack house today. Alpha Harland of the Blood Moon Pack, strongest alpha in the area. Known to everyone as a jerk, known to me as Dad. Being the Alpha’s daughter has its perks. I learned combat beginning at a young age, I always went to the best schools, everyone knew to respect me, and when I decided to move out of the pack house 2 months ago after I turned 18 he made sure Jessi and I had a great apartment in the safest building in town.
Well, besides the pack house anyways. As I showered I couldn’t help but wonder why he called this meeting. I mean, I’m his daughter so he can literally call and talk any time he wants to. He said it’s important for the pack, so I imagine whatever it is I should probably dress nice. I decided to wear a white button up short sleeve blouse I tucked into dark navy blue slacks that had a built in belt with a gold buckle, matching navy blue heels and wore a thin chain necklace with a medium sized gold ring on it. I don’t enjoy wearing makeup, but I figured I should at least put on some mascara and lip gloss. Looking in the mirror I decided my curly red hair looked fine the way it was. I ran some styling mousse through and sprayed it in place, which I never really understood why I did that. I could empty 20 cans of that c-rap on my hair and it would still bounce and sway like an uncontrollable fireball. Something about it just made me feel more confident in my appearance, I guess. I drove through the city to the pack house. Hope is a beautiful city. Not huge like New York, but it’s not a small town dump either.
There are beautiful trees and rose bushes lining the streets, a healthy combination of old rustic looking buildings and newly built modern ones, and nothing is more than 3 stories high, except the pack house which was 5. The city was designed that way so we could have views of the forests all over. Our city was surrounded by the forest. If you didn’t know it was there, it would be pretty easy to miss. We’re a werewolf city, the occasional human may pass through but we only thrive because of our pack. I pulled up to the pack house and got out of my car. One of the omegas greeted me and took my keys to park it for me. The pack house is large, and beautiful. A large white house with four large pillars in the front meeting in curved archways. The front of the house shows all five stories very clearly with the large windows. The garden out front is littered with many different types of roses. Roses are my mother’s favorite so the city is covered in them. I walked through the large white French doors and was immediately greeted by Luke, my father’s beta. “He’s expecting you ma’am.
Right this way.” he said as he turned on his heels and quickly began walking up the large open staircase. You’d think he was a butler. I ignored the fact he called me ma’am, I hated being called ma’am but I can’t hold him accountable. He’s only doing his job after all. He escorted me to my father’s office, as if I didn’t grow up in this house and know where everything was. Fifth floor second door to the right. When I walked in my mother was sitting on the arm of my father’s chair. Her black dress ended just above her knees with red heels that matched her plump red lips. Her red hair, obviously straightened today, lay just above her shoulders. She had her legs crossed and her hands folded on top, showing off the rock on her finger that made stars look dim in comparison. My father looked like a mob boss, as always. Black suit that was perfectly fitted with a red tie to match mom. His black hair was slicked back and matched his suit perfectly. They both welcomed me without getting up. I took my seat in front of them just like mom but without the giant rock since I’m not mated.
“Freya, as you know the Alpha Games are upon us. As a senior alpha I do not have to partake in the games, but I must still be there. Your brother, Keegan, will be joining as he will soon be taking over the pack for me.”He always kept a very moderately serious, slightly intimidating look as he spoke. He continued “As the Alpha’s only daughter, and being unmated, it is customary that you come to the games as well.” Fury rose inside me. The games were just a bunch of alphas, betas, and gammas fighting to determine who was stronger. Why did I need to be there. “Father, with all due respect I decline.” I said with a little more disgust than I meant to. “There’s no good reason for me to go to this despicable event. Plus, I don’t think I can get the time off from the gallery.” Not entirely true, but he didn’t need to know that. “Freya, sweetheart…” Mom began with her head slightly tilted as she spoke with a very condescending tone “not only is it customary, but your father and I think it might be good for you.” “Good for me how?” I scoffed, not believing they’d do this to me.
“You might find a mate, Freya.” my father said in a scolding manner. “You’re 18. You have had your wolf for two years now, lived through three hazes, and it’s becoming painfully clear your mate is not among our pack.” “Maybe the moon goddess doesn’t want me to have a mate then.” Okay, now I might be acting like a spoiled brat teenager, but I don’t want to leave our pack, my home, my family, the career I’ve always dreamed of. I always knew it could happen, but frankly if my mate wasn’t a Blood Moon wolf, then I didn’t want one. “Freya, don’t make me use the alpha command on you.” He raised his voice as he stood up slamming his fists on his desk. “You’re my daughter and I love you, but you don’t seem to understand the gravity of the situation here! You either find your mate by your next birthday or I have to arrange a marriage for you!” – My heart fell to my stomach, “You’ll what?” I yelled as I began to stand. “I have no choice.” He said, sounding defeated.
He slowly sat back down, straightening his suit jacket and folding his hands together on his desk. “Freya, I’ve shielded you from rules and obligations an Alpha has to his pack.” He took a deep breath before he continued, “My first born son will become Alpha as you already know. But one of my daughters has to marry by 19 years.” his eyes burned into me as he judged my reactions, “My only daughter, you just marry to better our pack.” I didn’t know how to react. Obviously, it’s an alpha rule he has no choice. I haven’t met my fated mate in our pack, so he will have to marry me off to create an alliance with another pack and make us stronger. One way or another, my life in the Blood Moon Pack was basically over. I could barely find my choice enough to tell him I understood. The Alpha Games were to be held at the Big Sky Pack this year, the most underdeveloped pack in the inland northwest. My father gave me a list of things I cannot bring, as they do not allow technology on pack grounds.
My mother already ordered me new clothes for this month long event, apparently they’re also fairly particular about how someone must dress in this pack. It’s customary that all packs abide by specific pack rules for the games. This makes it so that each pack can be comfortable letting in several other alphas, omegas and gammas. Usually something like this could be dangerous letting everyone come into a pack like that, but the games have been around since the packs began in the inland northwest. I wanted to go home and inspect these clothes I’ll be expected to wear, but we leave in a week and I may not be coming back home after this so I need to quit my job at the gallery. I walked in and greeted Chay, the director of the gallery. “Freya! I wasn’t expecting to see you today!” She said quite peppy as she pulled me into a light hug and quick smooch on the cheek.
“I’m sorry Chay.” I said allowing the sadness to fill my tone but not allowing my voice to shake or tears to fall from my eyes. “I need to speak with you.” I could tell right away her peppy side was no longer there, with a grim look she already knew, I’m quitting. I explained what my father told me, thankfully she was understanding. “I am so sorry! Finding a mate is wonderful, from my experience anyways. But being married off and not having a choice sounds awful!” geez why don’t you sugar coat it for me. “I will be praying to the moon goddess for you, Freya!” she looked up and pleaded “Please give her a good fated mate, with your magic and let her have a happily ever after!” I didn’t realize I was crying but I wiped my tears away as I chuckled.
“Life will be very dull without you!” The rest of the day I went shopping to try to get things I’m allowed to bring to this pack that I don’t already have, like a lantern. After shopping I realized that I really don’t think I want to see the outfits mother got me. Pretty sure we stepping into an alternate universe! Jessi took the week off to spend with me before I had to leave. Leaving my job was one thing, I can do art anywhere but leaving my best friend that I grew up with is already starting to feel like I’m ripping part of my heart out! I tried on all the clothes with her. They look good on me, really. I was quite surprised. Not at all my style, but the clothing complimented my curves, and really made my breasts look huge! “I’m so jealous of you!” Jessi said as I checked myself out in the mirror. “All those strong, sweaty, powerful men!” she said as she fanned herself and laughed. “I’m just hoping the haze doesn’t start while we’re there!” I cringed. The haze is our mating season.
Our hormones become almost uncontrollable! No one makes it through one haze without f***ing someones brains out! I, however, have made it through three. Everyone assumes I’ve lost my first time but Jessi knows I’ve fought really hard against the haze, I want to save myself for my mate. I mean, I thought my mate was going to be Blood Moon so I didn’t think I would need to wait this long. The idea of the haze hitting while I’m surrounded by strong, sweaty, and powerful wolves with very little control of their urges while I’m unmarked frightens me. “Mark and I decided we’re going to be haze partners this time around.” He’s a guy from her work, she’s had a new guy every phase since she got her wolf. Might sound s-lutty in a human pack, but for wolves it’s more than normal.
“At least he’s hot.” I said as I blushed thinking about how I’ve had to lock myself away and pleasure myself just to get through my past hazes. What would it be like to have a man take care of those urges for me? “What if your mate is Alpha Colt?” Jessi said, snapping me away from my thoughts. I turned to her with wide eyes “Please don’t say that!” Alpha Colt is known as a ruthless man, never mated but takes many different omegas and rumor has it, he’s not gentle. He’s the alpha of the Big Sky Pack were going to. I’ve never even seen a picture of him, probably because they don’t allow technology there. I’ve heard he’s attractive, but I’m not excited to meet him.