White Wolf Hybrid

Blake’s POV~

Alexis stirs awake, as Cody walks in with the six men we met at the diner. She snuggles into me..practically disappearing in my arms. As I kiss her forehead, I link her, asking if she is okay. She just nods and whispers “Later” I smile and take her lips with mine.

Telling the men to take a seat, I went over everything Cody had vetted on… asking if they were still interested in joining our pack, and continue in their chosen fields. They all accepted and agreed. After I had sworn them all in, and dismissed them to go to each area they have chosen to work, I asked Matthew to remain behind. Staying seated, he asked “Is there something more specific you needed from me, Alpha?”

Replying to him, I said “Our head warrior is retiring in a week… and while I was planning on holding a competition for his position, it has come to my attention, you were a head warrior for your old pack. And, I was wondering, if you would consider taking the position?”

He mused “As flattered as I am, Alpha Blake, I believe the competition should take place. Because, yes! I want the position..however, I would rather prove to our pack that I am qualified…by winning. I feel it would avoid any unnecessary animosity from any of the other warriors, resenting a virtual stranger coming in and depriving them of what they may feel is their rightful place”

I nod, impressed, once again, by this man “I am very pleased to hear you say that! And I do agree! Plus.. it gives me the opportunity to observe your skills! You do realize your final spar will be against me..correct?” And I grin!

I hear him mumble “Fuck!” And we all chuckle. Alexis sits up a little straighter in my lap and says “Matthew.. may I ask…where have you seen eyes the color of mine?” His head raises sharply… “It was a portrait…a very old portrait. It used to hang in my old pack house…of a woman.. my old Alpha’s great great grandmother. A couple hundred years ago.. I guess. No one knew for sure.. it was rumored she was a White Wolf.. but you know how legends go… half-truths and exaggerations.” My mate nods “We all tend to embellish the things we are unsure of…turning them to suit what we want to believe, I think”

When he left my office to check out the training field, I spun Alexis in my lap and putting my hands on each side of her face, I whispered “What brought those tears to your beautiful eyes? It broke me to hear you cry” She leaned up and kissed me so sweetly, my breath caught in my throat “I found a journal my mom left. It is about me. Until I was six years old, my hair was blond..my eyes blue! On my sixth birthday, she said they changed. That they are now the color of my father’s eyes! I have a brother. He is seven months older than me. My father was fated to my mother.. and they only met by accident, when he had travelled to a nearby pack..close to my mother’s coven. He was already mated to a woman that had been pledged to his family before either of them were even born. My mom had been spelled by Hecate to not tell me who my father is until my 18th birthday. She even tried writing it down, without success. He doesn’t even know I exist! Blake…my own father doesn’t know who he is to me!”

And that explains the reason for her tears! My poor Angel! “Wait!! I read something in our book while you were sleeping…where….wait…Here! Here, listen, Every generation will birth one heir to the singular eye color, characteristic only of descendants of a white wolf. If we can find the name of that Alpha’s great great grandmother… we can trace the descendants with violet eyes! And that would only be two people… before we know your father’s name! Right, Damon? Wouldn’t that be the genealogical treeing of that?”

“Absolutely.. I will start running that down…right now!” And Alexis was practically vibrating with excitement…eeeeee…. and she was gone.. poof!.. like that! Then she was back. Blushing beet red “Sorry…it’s kind of a glitch” I try to hold my laugh… “A glitch?” She nods…mumbling “yeah. It happens. I have a few… but that’s a big one. I get excited and I poof. One time I poofed myself to London..when I was five. I saw a picture of the Eiffel Tower and Aunt Helena said we would go see it sometime. I got excited and poofed. To London… My 5 year old brain registered the Tower is in Europe.. but the only place I knew of in Europe..was London. And I got grounded.”

We all lost it.. and I tried to console her “It’s okay, babygirl! At 5 years old, that would have seemed a logical assumption” She says…”Yeah…No.. I got an hour long lecture about being a witch and having to know where I am teleporting. And I try to control it! I do. But excitement and me…oil and water! And I just Poof!” I’m nodding…like I understand completely..but I get a mindlink from the kitchen 🐺 Alpha…dinner will be delayed. Luna abruptly appeared in the kitchen and I accidentally hit her with the roast” Okay… I can’t hold it and bust out laughing! “Where did you poof to, angel?”

She grimaces “I said it’s a glitch! And we could have pizza ordered in, yeah? We can even order one for chef, okay?” I’m laughing too hard and Damon asks “Why are we ordering pizza? Especially one for chef? Did you glitch your tiny ass into the kitchen and do something to the chef?” She just shakes her head adamantly back and forth. I link Damon what happened, just as Cody walked back in, saying the chef is threatening to quit and throwing shit around the kitchen.

And Alexis yells “Oh for the love of our Goddess! It is a fucking glitch! Everybody has them! Right? We all have glitches?” And Cody….having no idea what’s going on.. remarks “Of course, we don’t have glitches! This isn’t the matrix!” And she throws her shoe at him!

That was all it took for Damon to fall out of his chair holding his sidesand I put my head down on my desk, laughing so hard I was crying.