Alphas don’t mate with other Alphas. It’s impossible. Or, at least, it’s supposed to be. I’m not attracted to women like her- women as tall as I am, or stronger than I am. I’m not a fan of omegas either- too useless. Usually, I like changelings, or humans, I’ve even dabbled in a couple vampires. You’ll never see me with the same girl twice- ever. I hop from girl to girl, from bed to bed. I like sex, and I’m charming, and I know I’m attractive.

I’m a fighter. I’m big and I’m strong. I hunt for my pack, and I fight for my pack. Brute force is my go-to method for almost everything in life. She, however, holds much more hierarchy in the pack. Point me at someone who needs a beating, and I’ll do just that. I’m a bruiser, a soldier. It’s not as though she’s not strong, but she’s a diplomat. She prefers debates and reason to fighting. She fought for her respect, but it’s a different kind than the respect I’ve fought for.

She says we’re both strong, just in different ways. I just brush her off. Her not having the desire to attack is unnatural, in my opinion. I was raised by traditional people, in a traditional pack. Not fighting… it’s just wrong. It’s not how werewolves are- we’re not peaceful creature. We fight, and we hunt, and we kill. It’s instinctual. I’ve tried, a couple times, to understand how she doesn’t have a pray drive. I was drunk off my ass.

She’s an outcast among our pack. I fit right in. I hate her- we all do. But somehow, she ends up in my bed every time I go out drinking. I’ve pushed her out before, so different from who she says I am when I bring her home. So she’s taken to sleeping at the edge of the bed, curled up and separate from me, or not sleeping at my place at all. Another thing I think is unnatural about her, is that she tries to avoid shifting into her wolf form.

Werewolves, by nature, are two-spirit. They have their human mind, and then their wolf mind. When you embrace your wolf and the way it thinks, transitions between a human form and a wolf form are easy, quick, and painless. When you try to lean away from your wolf side, transitions are incredibly painful and long. She has many scars from fights, both with other people and with her wolf. When a werewolf is disconnected from their wolf side, the wolf has to force control over the resisting side, making transitions brutal.

I wake up with her in my bed again. The first thing I think about, is how there’s another Alpha in my space- my den. I sit up, confused and ready to attack, before I’m greeted with the visage of her naked body, curled up against the footboard of my bed. I groan, and flop back down on my mattress. I’m still aware of her scent, but I’m less alarmed about who might’ve invaded my den. I look at her, curled up and asleep.