Familiar face

You see a lot of unknown werewolves around, so you are happy to spot Nicole sitting on a bench. You quickly make your way towards her.

"Hey! I'm so glad you're ok," you say.

"I'm glad you are fine too, and I'm glad Jenny is feeling better."

"I don't think I could have done it alone; I guess you are the reason people showed up?"

"I had to do something. And when you called, dad decided to trust you, so he made some calls. "

"I guess I should thank him. What drink does he prefer? I'll buy him the best thing on the market!"

"He doesn't drink, but you could buy him a big, juicy steak."

"Well, introduce us when you can," you say with a smile.

"Oh, you've already met him," she chuckles at your confusion.

"I did?"

"Kevin is my dad... well, stepfather."

"What?" you ask, surprised. "I've never seen you with him..."

"Ha! I see enough of him at home; the last thing I need is him watching every move I make. "

You laugh a little. " I guess I should thank you too." You give her a small, friendly hug. " If you ever need my help with anything, all you have to do is ask; I won't ask any questions."

"I'm relieved that everything worked out in the end. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help."

"Is Mark doing ok?"

"He got himself shot in the leg trying to impress me with his bravery! I kept telling him to take this seriously and not fool around, but the male ego can't be stopped."

"Haha, that's how we are; our brain turns to mush when our mate is involved. I'm pretty sure Jenny has a big list of me embarrassing myself in front of her." You laugh heartily.

"It's nothing compared to what I have on Mark, haha," she says, putting her hand on yours. " Sometimes I envy Jenny..." Her face turns red as quickly as she finished her sentence, and she retreats her hand in a hurry. " I didn't mean it like that ..."

"It's ok! I understand," you assure her. But now she has her head down, and the situation quickly becomes awkward. "Anyway, do you know what happened here? Your dad dragged me to a meeting without telling me anything."

"Ah, those are the werewolf Council, made up of elder werewolves and most Alphas who control large territories. Dad probably thought you were a good choice for the alpha position."

"Me? An alpha? Nah.."

"You are perfect, with an old member of the pack as mate, you are the best choice!" she says that a little too enthusiastic.

"Don't alphas need to be born as werewolves or something like that?"

"Who said that? We knew you were an alpha from the moment you first transformed, or do you think it's normal to beat werewolves like you did?"

"Don't remind me!"

"I say an alpha, but it's more like you are a person who is trusted by his pack. You are a little stronger, you have a presence of authority, and you can control your transformation, but it's not like you're unique... There are lots of people classified as 'Alphas', sometimes more than one in a pack. We call them 'Prime' "

"Wait, wait!" You look at her, flabbergasted "It's normal to control my transformation?"

"Shit!"