Wolfless Alpha

‘MATE,’ he felt the fated mate bond rip through his soul walking with a no care attitude down the hallway of the most prestige University in Paris when his eyes met the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on.

She smiled at him as if she knew him, rapidly approaching. “I love the hairdo,” she exclaimed excitedly, her lined blue eyes bright and filled with excitement. Her lips smashed into his.

He was caught off guard, but nothing he was not used to. His flawless looks, sexy smile, cobalt blue eyes, and tall strong body had girls throwing themselves at him all his life.

“I knew it!” She exclaimed as she pushed him into the janitor's room, tucking at his clothes.

“Knew what?” He questioned, confused, hardly able to keep up with her fast-moving hands, removing his clothes.

“That we are fated mates,” she said before landing her lips on his again.

“Do I,..” he started, wanting to ask her if he was supposed to know her since she was speaking as if she knew him.

She slipped her dress off and dropped it to the floor, exposing her full breast to him.

“Don’t just stand there!” she chuckled and pulled his naked torso against her.

Before he could get another word out or put the brakes on this crazy encounter, she had his pants off and his fully erected manhood in her mouth.

‘Screw it. I guess my friends were right; French women are wild. And she is my fated mate,’ Xander thought as he plated his fingers into her long blond hair, moaning.

Xander didn’t know it, but he was abducted as a baby and abandoned in Russia. He grew up in an orphanage and because he was top student and an excellent chess player; he got a scholarship to study in Paris. Xander was as 'bad boy' as you can get, but not because he meant it. His good looks and charm caused him to have girls fighting over him. He always made it clear that he wanted nothing serious, but the girls never listened. Each girl always believed that she was the one that will change his mind. Xander was thirteen when he shifted for the first time and was found by a pack that taught him all about Lycan Werewolves. Even though the Luna and Alpha of the pack that found him on his first shift tried to adopt him the orphanage declined, saying there are better options for them since Xander was a handful teenager always up to no good and wasting his brains, but the truth was that the orphanage headmistress was fond of Xander and regarded him as her own.

Xander ended up with the name his father gave him because he was found wrapped in a blanket with his name on it.

“Make love to me,” she demanded, making her way up to his mouth again.

Xander lifted her up and pinned her against the door before pushing his erection into her making her gasp.

‘Being fated mates must have changed his style,’ she thought and wondered why his mind was blocked from hers. Her thoughts were driven away when she started to climax.

Xander wrapped his hand around her mouth to muffle her loudness.

After climaxing, he slowly let her down and rests his head on the door above her head as he was a head taller than her.

“I like this new you,” she said, out of breath.

“New?” Xander questioned and turned around to find his clothes.

“When did you get that tattoo? I thought you don’t like tattoos?” she questioned looking at the wolf tattoo on his back.

“I,…” Xander wanted to tell her that she must be confused or something but a bell went off.

“Do you want us to claim each other later or wait for a fancy ceremony?” she asked adjusting her dress.

“Ceremony?” he questioned, fastening his pants.

She understood it as he wanted to do it in a Ceremony, “great me too. See you at lunch.” She plugged a kiss on his mouth and darted for the door.

“Hey, wait. What is your name?” Xander tried to stop her, but she was already out of the room.

Blake hurried out of the janitor’s room and smashed into Jnr, her actual boyfriend. His familiar scent, proper dress code, and neatly combed hair informed her that she just messed him around with someone that looked exactly like him.

“Sorry, I was running late. My mother had a million things to lecture me on,” Jnr said and lowered his face to kiss her.

Blake stepped backward and studied his face. “Jnr?”

“Yes? What is wrong babe?” Jnr questioned with an unsure smile on his face.

“Um, nothing, let's go,” Blake said and slipped her hand into his and dragged him away, thinking, ‘who the hell did I just have sex with?’

Their backs were turned to the Janitor’s room just in time as Xander walked out.

Blake looked around at Xander with a worried look on her face.

Xander felt jealously rise up in him, seeing his fated mate on the arm of another, thinking, ‘what is she doing?’

Blake tried to walk faster away from Xander, pulling Jnr along.

“You are in a hurry to get to class today,” Jnr stated.

Xander reached out and grabbed Blake. “What do you think you are doing?”

Blake and Jnr both looked at Xander.

“What do you think you are doing?” Jnr demanded to know. Even though Jnr has never shifted and was believed to not have the wolf gene, he still had a keen sense of smell and hearing just like Lycan’s and could smell that this guy that was the split image of him was a Lycan.

“What the hell?” Xander exclaimed, looking at Jnr, realizing the mistake his fated mate made.

‘Please don’t tell him,’ Xander heard her in his head as he opened his mind to her.

“Who the hell are you?” Jnr asked.

“I can ask you the same thing,” Xander stood his man.

Xander could feel his wolf wanting to take over and rip this look-alike apart; One for looking like him and, Two, for touching his fated mate. Xander controlled himself, looking around, knowing that he can not shift in a public place filled with humans.

Some of the other students stared.

“We should get out of here. Maybe your parents will have some answers,” Blake suggested and pulled Jnr towards the nearest exit.

Xander followed them, confused, but needed answers.

Jnr opened the car door of his Volvo for Blake before walking around to the driver’s door. Xander got into the back seat behind Jnr and immediately regretted it due to the lack of leg space. Xander and Jnr, identical twins and tall for days, needed leg space, but he wanted a good view of Blake so he sucked it up.

On the way to the castle that Jnr called home, Xander mind linked Blake, ‘Blake hey? That is a cool name.’ He mind linked her after searing her mind for a while.