Feather takes long strides towards the meeting room. Her face void of any emotion, but her insides are filled with rage.

"Juliene. Sam." She acknowledges the two present in the room, who bow in response. "What's the report?"

She takes her seat at the end of the table, her laptop with the new email open on it.

Her scrutinizing eyes read the mail and her blood boils. Hands clenching the handle of the chair tightly, knuckles turning white.

"Janson wants to challenge you, Feather."

Though Juliene's speaking softly, a worrisom whisk lingers in her tone.

"How many are on his side?"

"3 of the other Alphas. If one more joins him, it'd be a tie. And you'd have to fight for your title as the Alpha Queen."

It stings.

She clenches her jaw and eyes haze over as her wolf fights for control, not being able to digest the disobedience.

"Which ones are on his side?"

"Damia, Lauren and Ryan."

It hurts her to learn that her fellow female Alphas are plotting against her.

If not for all of her subjects being loyal, she at least believed in women power.

It seems individual power is everything after all. Janson must have promised them something, something he'd obviously not fullfil when the time comes.

But no matter what she explains now, they won't listen to her and see her as their adversary.

She sighs.

"Janson wants you to prepare mentally. He believes another Alpha will soon join him. It seems he's bribing them with fake positions."

Feather growls, she could feel her canines growing and eyes shifting.

She abruptly stands up, causing the chair to fall backwards.

She doesn't let them stop her as she leaves the room and speed runs out of the house.

Jumping over the fence, she shifts in the middle of the air and lets her wolf take her wherever she wants.

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Florian shifts uneasily on the couch, in their room, where he is working on an assignment.

He feels his heart thudding unevenly, as if in distress, his mind grows wary and eyes drift between colors. His wolf is on edge as well.

But why?

He's relaxing and thinking of a dish to prepare as his assignment, he's not stressed or anxious.

Suddenly it clicks.

Feather.

It must be her. At the realization, his wolf whines and pushes forward, wanting to be close to their mate to soothe down her racing anxiety.

Florian puts the notebook aside and rushes out of the room, a weird tenseness brewing in his stomach as he roams around the mansion in search of his mate.

Against his help, Feather's scent looms all around the house so it's harder to specify where she could be.

As his frantic feet take him place to place in search of his beloved, he bumps into the tall figure of Sam, the Gamma.

They haven't shared any meaningful conversation in Florian's time at the pack house.

In truth, he subtly fears the the buff Gamma.

"Hey, mate. Where ya off to in such hurry?" Sam asks friendly, raising his hands to stop their mid-clash.

Still breathing a bit heavily and trying to soothe the gnawing of his heart, the Omega responds.

"Have you seen Feather?"

Sam frowns, a look of recognition passes his reddish eyes as he turns solemn.

"Yeah. She went to take a run."

Florian's wolf tugs at his insides.

"Is something wrong? She's okay, right?" The worry is palpable in his tone.

Sam gives him a reassuring smile.

"Yeah- uh- stuff happened. I shouldn't open my mouth. You should ask her when she returns."

With that the Gamma scurries off, leaving the new Aleph unsettled.

He doesn't waste time on waiting though, he feels an urge to make sure his mate is alright.

So, Florian does the only thing that seems resolute to do at that moment.

He rushes outside and shifts into his small wolf, padding his paws against the ground and races off towards the woods, in search of his Alpha.

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Feather has lost count of how long she's been running, avoiding all the fallen branches, stems and big trunks of trees swiftly.

Her sleek black fur blowing with the harsh wind nipping against them, making her shake a little from the cold as she speeds up.

Her mind occupied with the information she had recevied just a few hours earlier.

Her large paws pushing the mud with force, fastening her pace and taking her to the world of nowhere, just in hopes to get rid of the darkness pulling her in.

Finally, as her wolf exhausts herself to the brim of collapsing, she lets herself take a pause and fall down on her paws by the edge of a lake.

She quenches her thirst by sipping from the lake water and finally sits down, letting ragged breaths out through her nose.

Half an hour later, an intoxicating scent drifts with the blowing wind and enters her nose buds, putting her on alert.

She sniffs the air some more and realizes it's Florian. Her tail wags and ruby eyes scan around frantically to look for her mate.

Soon enough the small brownish wolf appears, huffing and puffing from having to run for so long, so fast.

All of Feather's worries and tensed emotions from earlier evaporated in a flash as her mate trots over to her and collapses on the grassy field.

She immediately takes on her Alpha mode and starts licking over his muzzle, rubbing his neck with her nose, grooming him in order to make him feel better.

After a while of Florian relaxing, they both sit on their paws, side by side, silently sharing the comfortable hum of their closeness.

The soft breeze of the night whooshes past them, leaving their bodies shiver from the chilliness, and Florian scoots closer to the warmth of the gorgeous wolf next to him.

Sensing the coldness of her mate, Feather stands on her paws and goes behind the smaller and spoons him from behind, covering his small body with her own, entirely enveloping him with her warmth.

Florian lets out a contented sigh and melts against his Alpha's body, letting his nose up to nuzzle Feather's neck and licks over her face.

They stay comfortably like that for hours, just basking in each other's presence that brings the utmost joy of their hearts, spreads a comforting blanket over their racing souls and they know the bond they share is beyond any worldly nature.

Florian often licks over Feather's muzzle or just rubs their noses together, or snuggles her neck, silently providing his love to the Alpha.

To let her know that he is there for her. That the journey is their together.

It is his way of showing the belief he has on her instincts, he nuzzles her neck some more to let her soak in the endearment he holds in his heart.

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