Chapter 19: The Lone Alpha

Chapter Seventeen. Mars.

I am so close to losing control over Ares. My wolf is pissed, desperate to push forwards, and wanting to rip apart this manchild who dares to touch our mate. Truth be told, so am I. This fucking idiot is trying it on with my mate, when anyone who has eyes, can see she doesn’t want to be harassed. She is uncomfortable. I can feel it through the mate bond, which is strengthened the more time we spend together. It was that feeling that had me hightailing over here before I had fully finished my paperwork.

“Mind your own business. Some plants need watering dude,” the new archery instructor, whose name I never took the time to learn, or remember. Because he is a dick, and thinks he is God’s Gift to women, a different girl every other night is his, and their choice, so I pay him no heed, normally. But he is being a dick to my girl!

“I don’t like you!” my son moves his small body between his mother and the creep. I can hear his growl from where I am standing. Hell, it makes me feel proud. Davina is looking at me, her eyes wide, when she turns to the dickhead, and tilts her head to one side.

“You are inappropriate and have made me feel uncomfortable with your unsolicited advances. I am here with my son, for him to have a new experience, yet you ignore him completely. Then you have the nerve to tell my son’s father to mind his own business. Unfortunately for you, this IS his business. We will not be taking part in this activity, and I will be sure to send feedback and request a refund from your manager. Now kindly stand back from me and my child,” Davina says in a voice that would send a chill down the spine of the toughest of men. Yeah, she would have been a natural Luna.

I feel so much pride that she is not afraid to stand up for herself, and I don’t think she is doing that just because I am standing here. Plus, let me be honest, as soon as she acknowledged that this is my business, I felt so proud, that my anger evaporated almost instantly, enough for me to control Ares and not shift where I am standing and rip that fuckers head off.

I walked over to my son and scooped him into my arms, then took hold of Davina’s hand, the sparks were off the chart, and I was more than a little relieved that she didn’t pull away. Don’t think for one second, I miss the hitch in her breath, and the beautiful glow that is creeping up onto her cheeks, because I don’t. Damn, my mate is gorgeous and utterly adorable.

“Where is Charles?” I growled at the dickhead, wanting to speak with his manager immediately. If I have my way, this fucker will be off the site tomorrow on the break day, and never fucking return.

“Not on duty,” he tells me with the attitude of a manchild who has no clue what he is up against. If he knew that he was poking the beast, then he would mess his pants. Not daring to give me attitude. Ares growls a little inside me again, but he is so enamoured with holding our mate’s hand, with our son in my other arm, that his annoyance is easily suppressed.

“I know that is bull shit, so try again,” I respond as Davina squeezes my hand as if to calm me. She must feel my anger, probably doesn’t know why or how she knows I am about to explode, and wants to calm me, and I cannot deny I love the feeling.

The dickhead gulps slightly, finally getting the message that maybe he has bitten off more than he can chew.

“He is over at the shooting range,” he finally gives up the sports manager's location.

Not sure if I am happy or not about that, because if he had pushed the ignorance, I would have loved to throttle it out of him.

“Good. Now, one more thing, you ever so much as a glance in the direction of my family again and losing your job will be the least of your worries,” I tell him, and I know how menacing I sound by the way he flinches away from me. Good.

“Max, we will come back for you to enjoy archery when this person is no longer here, and I will teach you myself,” I say, as the dickhead opens his mouth to protest, but with one look from me, he snaps it shut.

I lead Davina out of the archery range, heading next door to the air rifle range, spotting Charles cleaning the weapons.

“Mars, what can I do for you,” he smiles at me.

“That new dickhead that started working here this season,” I growled out.

“What has he done now,” Charles sighs, clearly there have been other issues.

“Touched my mate when she was clearly not wanting him to, and ignored my son, even though there is dangerous equipment about, because he was too focused on his mother,” I growl out.

Shit, I said, mate. Ah well, it means friend to humans, especially up here in the north of England, so hopefully it doesn’t set alarm bells off in Davina’s mind.

“Yeah, he is a ladies’ man,” Charles shrugged.

That will not fucking do, I want that idiot off the site tomorrow when it is one of the guest turnaround days, and never come back!

“He needs to be fired, he is a safety concern,” I tell the manager, adding my alpha command to my voice. Although this is not a pack, and the staff are not pack members, it is how Ares, as an Alpha wolf, regards everyone, and I know that with the command, Charles would be just as compelled to oblige if he were an omega wolf.

“I will sort it, Mars. He will be gone in the morning``

I nod my head at him, then lead Davina and Max out, still holding her small hand in mine. She has not asked me to let go yet, and I do not want to break contact with her.

“It is guest turn-around day tomorrow, everything is closed up and my day off. We can come back then and do your archery Max,” I tell my son, who nods his little head.

“Thrax wanted to bite that man Daddy,” my boy tells me, and I smile at him.

“Oh, I know he did, son,” I chuckle as Davina rolls her eyes.

I look over at her. She is in a red summer dress that looks out of this world, making my heart thunder in my chest. So damned beautiful.

“You look stunning today. You do every day, but even more so today,” I tell her. She bites her bottom lip, and that does something to me.

“Erm, you are still holding my hand,” she turns to me, her cheeks an adorable pink colour, which makes me wonder what other parts of her body blush.

She didn’t say to let go, just stated a fact, so I will keep holding on until she tells me to get off her. Plus, she isn’t making any attempt to pull her hand out of mine.

“You haven’t let my hand go,” she whispers again, looking down at our joined hands, then back up at me.

“Because I don’t want to. But feel free to take your hand out of mine, if you want,” I smirk down at her, as the pink on her cheeks turns to a deep crimson colour. She is totally and utterly adorable when she is flustered like this.

I chuckle again, as she doesn’t remove her hand, and I look at Max.

“Would you like to go onto the big inflatable?” I ask him.

“Yeah!” Max shouts with glee.

“Erm, I only paid for a few activities,” Davina stated, and I know she is worried about any extra cost. Not for the first time, I feel like a total piece of shite, knowing that she must have struggled so much on her own. I want to know more. If she has help at home, how she lives day to day. I have to put this right.

“Don’t worry about that. Nick will let him on for free. It is not what you know, but who,” I grin down at her.

“Plus, I will be covering the cost of this holiday. In full. But that is a conversation for tonight, after this little monster has gone to bed,” I inform her, and her eyes widen, as we walk together, hand in hand towards the inflatable arena.

The day has been amazing. We have held hands for most of it. To say I am overjoyed would be an understatement. Ares is strutting about inside my head, desperate to claim his mate. But it is small steps with Davina. Too much too soon, will send her running for the hills. So, before I spend another night in Davina’s caravan, I need to let Ares out for a good run, so that he can control his urges around our mate.

“Hey, I am going for a run, and to get my things. If you are letting me stay then I will need some clothes and stuff,” I tell her.

Davina nods her head and looks down at Max.

“Yeah, of course. We will go explore the play park for a little bit” she smiles at me.

“Okay. Max, be good for mammy. I will be back in an hour,” I smile at my boy.

“I will be daddy,” Max smiles up at me.

I lean in and ruffle my boy’s hair, then look up at Davina, our eyes locking. God, the temptation to kiss her is off the charts, but before anything like that, we need a conversation. Not just about her life, but about me, and what our son is. I am not looking forward to it, but it needs to be done, sooner rather than later. Especially after Thrax instinctively put himself between Davina and the Dickhead. My boy is definitely going to be an early shifter, and she needs to know how to deal with that. Plus, I want to explain why I left her that night. I don’t know which way around to do this. Because saying hey I am a werewolf, and my family were wiped out by other werewolves will not help her feel safe around me. I need to think.

“I will see you soon,” I smile at her, instead of capturing her plump lips with my own, and quickly head off towards the back of the site, towards the farmer's fields, so I can figure out what to do next.