Lycan Virus

Dhario POV

My name is Dhario, Alpha of my beloved pack. I am 35 years old and I’ve been waiting for my mate, all the meaningless sex is becoming old. Don’t get me wrong, all the sluts that throw themselves at me like being used by me. They know my power, they know my strength and they know that being my mistress brings some perks. People respect them while they are seen with me.

Although, I need something more. I am being pressured by my siblings to provide heirs to my throne. All the pack members know that I am getting old to keep being the alpha without an heir. And before you ask. It has to be a legitimate heir. An heir from my mate, none of the she-wolfs that provided me with a child can claim my name or my throne for our pups.

I have 2 pups, James and Leon. James is 17 and Leon is 15. Both my boys know who their father is, they are training to become soldiers and close to their future Alpha (if I provide one). I was reckless while young. I didn’t want to be the alpha, I wanted to be free and have as much sex as I wanted.

But.... there’s always a but... my father died and my wolf took over my life and claimed the throne. I am feared. I destroyed 3 packs in the last 5 years just because their alphas looked sideways at my sister. She is my Beta. Weird I know. A she-wolf as a Beta. But she is brilliant. She compliments me. While I am ruthless she is caring. When I am explosive she is contained and always calls me out on my shit.

Dani is 28 and got married a few years ago and had her twin pups. Leah and Lua. They are both 5 and gorgeous little girls. They make the packhouse happier when they are around. Edward is my younger brother, he is only 19 and he already found his Mate, they've been friends since young pups and when they turned 18 it hit them, now they are attached to the hip. We can hear her scream his name when she is in the heat... and even when she's not, they are loud and annoying. I avoid their presence as much as I can.

I know you want to know more about my mate, so do I. I just want to find her. I need to make sure I keep being the mighty alpha I am. But I need someone to ease my wolf. I know she is close. I can feel it.

I hear my name being shouted from the garden, so I get up from my desk and drag my feet opening the window, Danni (my beta) is shaking, without thinking I jump down turning into my black and grey wolf. My mind links to hers

“What happened?”

“There’s an injured soldier near the gate, someone is sending us a message” - she replies

“Who?”

No answer

I growl “WHO???”

“James”

I don’t wait for her reply. I run. My mind links to the entire pack and they can feel my suffering, they can all feel my anger as I shout “FIND THE FUCKER THAT HURT MY SON”.

As I arrive changing into my human form I see his mother (Isobel). Isobel is holding James, his injured body. Isobel is shaking and crying. I push her towards me and pass her to Dale. (Danni’s mate)