My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

Chapter 28

Luna of the tribe.

[MOMENTS EARLIER]

Five days had passed since the Alpha Convergence, one in which Wolf King Asher had told all the

Alphas and Betas present that he would obtain his mate, the Luna of the Tribe, before the next meeting

in less than three weeks.

He sat within his cave as he thought of the next step, or how he would be able to achieve the goal

he set for himself and the word he gave the Alphas. His black hair dropped, covering his sharp eyes

and slightly pointed nose. His chin rested on his hand as he pondered on the matter.

Asher didn’t know what to do anymore. The matter was not so easily solved by his fist, claws or

intimidation. Finding a mate was something beyond even his own power. For someone such as him,

this was rare, unheard of even. But such was the reality of his circumstances.

A mate, also known as the other half of a wolf is someone all adult werewolves possess. However,

a Werewolf’s mate is not one whom either can decide for themselves. The binding truth of the

Werewolf which existed since ancient times is that a mate is one who is chosen by Destiny to complete

the wolf.

A mate is not someone one picks, it is one who has already been predestined for such a Werewolf.

Parents would often tell children the tales of how they met their mates. A sudden feeling within the wolf

within would surge forth, and the scent of such a mate would never leave the one searching for them.

In other words, a Werewolf can not mate with another Werewolf who isn’t his mate. Such a union would

end in disaster and unfruitfulness.

For a Werewolf to be recognized as a responsible member of the pack, they must either be

engaged or have already married their mate. Usually, everyone discovers their mates as they reach

adulthood and late bloomers even find theirs before reaching 21 years of age. Yet, here he was… 23

years and still, no sign of her. Normally, a wolf without a mate would never be allowed to wield any

tangible position in the pack.

In Asher’s case, however, it was different, since he possessed immeasurable power which

surpassed even the previous Wolf King. The Werewolf dogma did not apply to him, since a higher law

dictated that only the strongest could lead the pack, and ultimately, the tribe.

From the age of 21, Asher already became the Alpha of his pack, the Rockwood faction. His father

voluntarily stepped down after realising the strength of his son. However, Asher was not only beyond

his peers in power, but also in the mind. He possessed unparalleled qualities as a leader, as much as a

warrior. His pack flourished and became highly prominent in the tribe, all due to his capabilities. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Even the Wolf King at the time had no choice but to acknowledge him. Inevitably, the authority and

power Asher possessed began to overshadow the King’s, and this caused an imbalance within the

tribe. In order to resolve this, there was only one option to undertake.

The Alpha Battle

A one on one duel between two Alphas who wish to challenge the other in order to determine who

is superior. Of course, this Battle was even more significant since Asher faced the very King of all

Wolves in the Region.

After a devastating and destructive battle, only one emerged victorious… Asher himself. The

previous Wolf King, Davos, abdicated the throne to him after realising the vast difference in their power,

still remaining Royalty, though his authority was stripped from him and given to Asher.

One so young, yet possessing the greatest strength in the entire community, such was the

existence of the new Grand Alpha, Asher Rockwood. And now here was the same werewolf known to

be invincible, bothered with the issue of marriage

“I need some air” He muttered to himself, leaving the cave where he sat and thought of his next

step.