Chapter11
Alpha King Julian’s POV
Let me start by introducing myself.
I’m Julian Wexler–the Alpha King, ruler of all werewolves.
I’m 21 years old, naturally tanned, with eyes as blue as the ocean–eyes my mother insists my mate will never be able to resist.
Yes, I’m still very much a Mama’s boy.
I’m bi–racial–my mother is white, my father is Black.
I’ve been waiting eagerly to meet my second chance mate, the one chosen for me by the Moon
Goddess.
My parents, the former King and Queen, encouraged me to visit the pack of their closest Alpha Dorian and Luna Camilla.
Tonight marks a significant event–their triplets are turning 18 and will shift for the first time. And, finally, their daughter Skyla has agreed to come to the palace to help train our female
warriors.
The last time I saw Skyla, she was just 16. Even then, she was stunning, though she tried to hide it.
If she turned out to be my mate, I would be over the moon.
Her sister, Selene, on the other hand, threw herself at me back then. I quickly shut that down.
I don’t waste time with girls like her. I’ve always saved myself for my mate.
Right now, I’m pacing quietly as I wait for Alpha Dorian to announce my presence.
Inside my head, my wolf, Rig, is restless–chanting “Mate, Mate, Mate…Mate is here!”
“Calm down, Rig. You’re giving me a headache,” I mutter.
He whines in return, “I want our mate.”
I tell him I do too, but we have to be patient.
Tonight, along with the triplets, Alpha Mason’s children–his son, the future Alpha, and his daughter–will also go through their first shift.
The transformations will begin at 11:12 and continue until they’re all complete.
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Chapter11
A werewolf’s power is often reflected in the color of their wolf.
As the Alpha King, I possess the ability to link minds with all wolves.
It’s 10:30 p.m. when Alpha Dorian links me, letting me know it’s time to make my entrance.
I give myself a final glance in the mirror.
In my tailored navy–blue suit, black Balenciagas, and a gleaming Rolex–I have to admit, I look
sharp.
Tonight, I’ll meet my mate. Please let it be Skyla.
As I enter the room, all eyes turn to me.
Two gasps cut through the silence as my eyes widen.
I say, “Mate,” and before I can react, Selene leaps into my arms, kissing me and shoutin the Alpha King’s mate.
at she’s
I immediately push her off and onto the floor, my gaze shifting to Skyla–tears welling in her eyes.
I walk straight to her, take her into my arms, and kiss her deeply.
“Mate,” I say, just as she echoes, “Mate,” with a smile lighting up her face.
Skyla… She’s mine.
I lean in close to my beautiful mate and whisper, “I finally found you. I already love you.”
With a playful wink, she whispers back, “I love you too, my King… and my secret crush.”
My heart swells with warmth.
My Queen loves me back.
Behind us, Selene is shrieking, “This isn’t fair! How can that ugly bitch be your mate? I’m so much better than her. I hate her!”
