The Supreme Alpha

Author's note: This is from Fynn's point of view

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The last week was my most difficult one in more than a decade.

Otto and Bert were scrutinizing me ever since I returned after Zoe's birthday, and they suspected that I'm hiding something.

Of course, there was no way for them to know that the young master is alive and that I crossed fists with him, but they definitely knew that there is something.

We spent every day together in the last decade and I was never good at keeping secrets.

"Are you really so excited because Zoe and Luca are mates?", Otto asked me suspiciously.

"Yes. Yes.", I said with my best smile while wondering, what made him think I'm excited? I thought that my poker face was better than that. "When was the last time mates found each other? This is a big deal. Maybe the Moon Goddes thought that we suffered enough and the curse is lifted."

Otto pursed his lips while contemplating if he should trust me or not, and Bert bobbed his head while adding, "That, and the fact that they are not actually related. But Zoe is a nice-looking girl. I would bang her even if she is my sister."

Otto frowned at Bert. "You are saying that only because you don't have a sister."

Bert sneered. "And you have one?"

"No. But if anyone should have banging-hot sister, that should be me and not you…"

And that's how Otto and Bert started bickering, and their attention was drawn away from me and the big secret I was supposed to keep for a week.

Other than Otto and Bert, Bia, Vito, and Tessa were also asking about details from Zoe's birthday, and it was super difficult not to mention that it happened in our old packhouse. If I mentioned that, they might connect the clues, and I couldn't wait for days to pass so I can return to Serina's place, the place that was my home for centuries.

Luckily, Ari was not nosy. Ever since Luca and Zoe left, Ari's temper subsided. I didn't think that she was missing them, but she didn't say what's going on either, so I let her be.

Serina and Mateo changed our old packhouse quite a bit, yet it was still the same.

I could hear my Alpha talking, and Luna Isabella playing piano… their spirits together with many others lingered among those walls and I wondered if I'm the only one who could notice their presence. It was nostalgic.

When Serina said that Lazarus will be part of the procedure, I was skeptical.

Lazarus's name echoed through the world of werewolves when he resisted Alpha Damiano's command, more than once. I must admit that I was envious of the bastard.

We all assumed that Lazarus will create his own pack and be Alpha Damiano's competition, but it didn't happen. After some thought, we realized why. Lazarus can resist Alpha Damiano, others can't. So even if Lazarus created a pack with hundreds or thousands of werewolves, in front of Alpha Damiano, they would all submit to him, so why would Lazarus bother with gathering his followers?

Lazarus had a reputation as a loner, and he never did anything unless it benefited him. Why would he help the young master to awaken his wolf? Or should I believe that he suddenly changed his ways?

But then I saw the way Lazarus was looking at Serina and things fell into place. He wanted her.

'Let's fight him!', Dash shouted in my head, his irritation amplified mine.

Yes, Serina is attractive, and I would love to make her mine, but Dash was unusually possessive about Serina, willing to fight anyone who came close to her, other than the young master. I assumed that Dash respects Mateo because he has the Testa blood running through his veins.

'Easy, Dash.', I pacified him. 'Look at the whole situation. Right now, we are here to help Serina. If this works out, Damiano's son will regain his wolf, and do you think that he will allow a character like Lazarus to linger around his woman?'

Dash snorted. 'You want others to fight instead of us.'

Well, he was not wrong, but… 'We shouldn't fight before the procedure, Dash.'

I'm not afraid of a fight, but if Lazarus ends up breaking my bones, it might delay the awakening of Mateo's wolf.

After dinner, Lazarus and I followed Sergio into his villa.

Sergio gave us something unbelievably bitter to drink and he said that he needs some time to prepare for the ceremony, leaving me and Lazarus in the living room.

Dash got restless, and I saw with the corner of my eye the vampire woman passing.

I met a number of vampires, and I don't think much of them, but this one gave me the goosebumps. Calista, Aldus's sister. A royal.

Why was she here? Or did I imagine it?

I shook unnecessary thoughts away. I was never much of a thinker, and it really didn't matter.

Calista is Serina's aunt, so she was definitely helping out with something.

The night dragged with me and Lazarus sharing space in silence, Sergio coming down occasionally to give us some other horrible drink, and we had a short ceremony after midnight before Sergio gave us another disgusting beverage and leaving us for an exceedingly long time.

I would doze off on the sofa, but Dash's energy was increasing, and that only made me feel restless because he was overpowering me occasionally.

Overall, the night was horrible. I didn't rest much, the company was glum, and the drinks I had to swallow were nauseating.

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The morning couldn't come fast enough, and we all gathered for breakfast.

We ate in silence, and I could see that Serina and Mateo would look at each other occasionally, on the verge of exchanging heavy unspoken words. I guessed that they were both close to backing out of this, but they didn't.

The atmosphere turned solemn as we headed downstairs.

Even Dash was silent.

I stayed behind with Sergio and Lazarus, to give Serina and Mateo a few moments of privacy before we start.

To be honest, I was looking forward to this.

If we are successful, the new Supreme Alpha will emerge, and Serina promised we will be allowed to live with them. Yes, Mateo said that he is not interested in forming a pack, but I didn't think it will make much difference with or without becoming a pack. As long as we can move into this area, many things will fall into place.

I was already formulating in my mind the big speech that I will give to the gang at home. I was confident they will be ecstatic to return to where they belong… to the grounds of the Bluemoon pack.

Pio and his men will definitely liven up our stale routine.

Werewolves are social creatures and the more of us are in a group, the merrier it will be.

I guessed that Sergio had similar motives. He refurbished his old home and replanted his medicinal garden. It was a giveaway that he was missing his old life, and he was trying to piece it up together.

Once my gang moves into the area, I was sure they will be excited to find out that this place comes with more than forty werewolves and our old Shaman who always had stories to tell around the fire with some of our homebrewed liquor.

I couldn't understand why Lazarus was here, helping. I mean, he was definitely not interested in joining a pack. If he didn't submit to Damiano, he won't submit to his son either. And if Lazarus was after Serina, wouldn't he want this to fail? Or was he here to sabotage us?

But then… Serina definitely considered that possibility. She doesn't seem to be the one rushing into things, and if Lazarus is up to no good, she would see through him.

Ah, I was getting a headache. Thinking is NOT my thing.

I am good at training warriors, fighting, and following orders.

For the last decade, I was missing that person who would give me orders, and maybe… just maybe… a Supreme Alpha emerges today, and I find another purpose in life.

Will Alpha Mateo make me a general in his army? I served his father honorably and that should count for something. Well, we will discuss that, later. Hopefully.

"You can come!", Serina's voice reached us, and I moved toward the room at the back of the hallway with Lazarus and Sergio.

Mateo was already lying on the table and Serina was tying the restraints around his legs.

Sergio was quick to start setting on fire several incense burners, and he exchanged some words with Serina before leaving the basement.

I stood next to Lazarus and observed as Serina stuck an IV needle into Mateo's arm, and then she moved to attach some things on him and machines that were lined against the wall started beeping and producing various diagrams on their screens.

Serina held onto a remote while checking the machines.

She explained that the remote can release the antidote and several other concoctions into Mateo's system.

One of the things under her control was a sedative that was strapped to Mateo's back, outside of his reach. That's the failsafe, to knock him out completely if he goes berserk.

I saw Damiano fighting, and I experienced his fists connecting with my body more than once. I can only hope that there is enough sedative in that thing, because if Mateo has Damiano's strength and he goes berserk… Goddess, help us.

Serina approached Mateo and placed her dainty palm on his cheek.

"Remember, Duke. No matter what, I am here, waiting for you. I need you to come back to me."

Her voice was choking with emotions. I was moved. Who the heck is Duke?

"I proved to you that you can't get rid of me. I will find you, no matter where you are or what your name is. I even came back from the dead once and I will do it as many times as needed."

I had no idea what they were talking about, but it was getting cheesy.

She leaned over him and gave him a kiss on the lips.

When she turned toward me and Lazarus, her eyes were full of determination. Now that was the Serina I knew.

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