"Well this is a turn in events I really don't fucking like."

War sat in the same chair he had sat in for...god knows how long. He was always getting pulled into the office getting yelled at, berated, cursed out, sometimes on occasions they had good times in here. Only when concerning themselves with money of course.

Now he was in Khan's study to...take over his study. Pomelia had to unfortunately left him, being that she was having some side effects from the heat suppressant pills.

He couldn't believe she was in heat and he didn't even notice. The arousal was usual in the morning and then the more he thought about Pomelia the more protective he came and then when he saw her...he snapped.

War acted like a caveman. Making her sit on his lap, and holding on to her tight. He had never tried drugs before but he was sure as hell intoxicated from continually sniffing in her scent. He just thanked the...goddess and Lo for having that heat kit ready. Or else he would have been fucking his mate in the rec room with reckless abandon.

The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to claw his eyes out. Pomelia made it clear that she wanted their first time to be special, and a quick screw wasn't what she wanted. War couldn't say the same. He just wanted to be in here. That's all he wanted...but he would wait. However long his gift of a mate wanted to take...

"Are you fucking listening?"

War snapped out of his thoughts, glaring at Khan. Sixteen years. Sixteen years he's been with Khan. Five thousand eight hundred and forty days he had spent in this pack and Khan treated him the exact same way he always treated him. With little to no respect.

"I'm listening."

Khan's golden eyes brightened as he stared War down, pressing his blunt to his lips and inhaled deeply. Seconds ticked by before Khan slowly blew out the milky white smoke.

"You think you're hot shit?" He questioned as he gave War yet another document to sign. Wars hand was about to start cramping with the amount of papers Khan was making him sign.

War sighed, knowing Khan was boring a hole in his eyes. "Do you think I am?" He questioned as Khan slapped another document in front of him.

Khan chuckled, leaning back in his chair and blowing out more smoke, watching it disappear into the air. "You sure as fuck aren't a scared little shit anymore. Still hold your fuckin tongue too much."

"You didn't answer the question," War spoke, feeling like he contradicted Khan by saying just that. Usually he would just let Khan berate him until he got tired of it or found another victim to bother.

Rolling his eyes, Khan took a swig of his drink. "Do I think, you think you're hot shit? Yeah, you act like. Too damn good to do your job you've been doing since what? Fucking 16. You finally get some pussy and go soft."

War wanted to point out that he first killed at 12 and then started going on jobs at 14, not 16. He decided not to argue about that... "It's because I love her and I hated my job. Not because of sex."

Sex which he still didn't even have. "Love? And what the fuck do you know about something you were never given?"

Why were they taking about this? War shrugged. "I don't know. My mate loves me. She loves herself. I guess I just watched her..."

"That's a bunch of bullshit. I woulda believed anything but that shit. You love yourself? Shit I fucking love myself and you don't see me acting like a pussy." War didn't have anything to prove to Khan. Nothing at all.

"What else do you have to tell me about running the pack?"

Khan smirked. "Don't wanna talk about your feelings with me? I was thinking I could braid your hair next." War growled. "Alright, alright. Follow the monthly expense sheet like it's your fucking life. If your damn heart can't handle distributing jobs leave that to Leo he has no problem and knows all the strongest in the pack."

War scribbled that down. "If it's a kill job automatic 50 grand. Recon job with distribution is 20 grand. If it's outta state add an extra 5 grand. An Alpha asking for a kill it's 80. Nick can tell you the rest of the prices for little shit but that's important. This is how we afford shit."

War wrote it down, but didn't feel comfortable even talking about the crap he didn't do anymore. "Look on your face says you don't wanna even think about killing. Who the fuck cares? You can't stomach it you have Leo handle it but you count his money every night. When you distribute the money you make sure everyone fills out their expense sheets. You know everyone here isn't as sweet as your damn mate. They see weakness they fucking pounce."

"The kid typed and is still typing out a ton of shit you're gonna need." That's why Nick looked ready to fall out earlier. Khan had him up all night typing information out.

"When are you leaving?"

"Tonight."

War stared at him in shock. Not too many things shocked or surprised him...but today was the day full of surprises. War didn't even want to speculate but his mind was going in a hundred different directions. "Are you in some type of...trouble?"

Khan let loose a laugh so loud and obnoxious War felt like clocking him. Here War was trying to care for someone who he could care less about and Khan was laughing. Like the asshole he was. "If I was in trouble you think I would leave my fucking home? I got a tip on where Jess is and sources say she's far so I'm taking my ass there and I have a few pit stops to make on the way."

War frowned. Mentioning Jess put him in a bad mood. It actually put him in a terrible mood. "You're really going to kill her? After all you been through with her?"

Jess and Khan were like two venomous snakes biting each other in the dark but if anyone else came after them they would kill the bastard and keep at their own game of toxicity. War remembered when Jess came to the pack. Khan had brought her. She was ready to fight everyone and everybody. She was a short fuse with a pretty face. Not much changed but she was nicer now..

"Yeah I fucking am and I'm not explaining shit to you. You're done with the paper work, Alpha War. Go celebrate and fuck your little mate." That was it?

War was expecting more. He knew Pomelia mentioned an alpha rite ceremony... "Don't tell me what I need to do with my mate," War growled out, watching Khan chuckle. "And we're not having a ceremony?"

Khan waved his hand in an odd gesture. "I dub thee Alpha. You fuck up my pack and I'll rip your heart out and eat it. That good enough?" War was more than a little pissed because he actually saw Khan become so infuriated that his wolf took over and he took a bite out of a man's heart.

"Fuck you."

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Before you leave War, I have a question," Khan said while War stood up to his feet and crossed his arms over his chest, growling. "It's a serious one. Do you and your mate want kids?"

What kind of question was that? War felt nauseous and terrified at the proposition of a baby, but eventually he wanted to have kids. Pomelia would be a great mother. He would...work on being something that he never had.. "Yeah eventually."

Khan sighed out, loudly before taking his bottle of brown liquid and chugging most of it. He burped, wiped a hand over his face and then his golden eyes met War. "I know I'm not getting a mate and I figured hey why not knock some bitches up. At least I'll have some kids to pass down all the shit I have. I haven't been able to get anyone pregnant. Nobody."

War didn't know why he was telling him this. "Every damn bitch I tried to get pregnant either never got fucking pregnant. Excluding that bitch who miscarried. She took those pills on purpose." And she was killed for it...

"I didn't know you wanted kids."

"Amber was pregnant."

Wars eyes widened. "I was going to pick Amber at first but Jess, I backtracked and I chose Jess. Then fucking Amber tells me she's pregnant and of course she was only a few weeks so you could hardly tell the change in her scent...but she was. So I told Jess to fuck off, I made a mistake."

"And Jess killed Amber...and your possible child."

"Uh huh." He poured more of the liquor into his glass. "I've done so much shit and I finally was able to get a female pregnant. Not a mate,  but a kid. You honestly think the goddess will let you have a mate and kids?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know? Tell me what the fucks the difference between you and me. We've both played in shit together, both of our hands are dirty and you get a perfect life? You think you'll be able to see your mate with child. You honestly think that, that bitch up there in the sky will give you, a piece of shit-"

"-You need to go to sleep," War snapped, his wolf now understanding that this wolf, this fucker that has been a road block in their life for so long was not the Alpha anymore. He was. War wasn't going to argue with a drunk man. He turned around, heading towards the door, listening to Khan call him names under his breath.

He grabbed the door knob tightly, feeling the metal crush under his skin. War turned around, his breathing so heavy he could hear it his own self.

"I-I'm not perfect. I live in constant...constant fucking fear that the best thing that has happened to me will disappear! The difference between you and me is I'm trying to get better," War snarled, making his way over the desk while Khan watched him with interest. "I'm trying! Even fucking Trent is trying and you just want us to sit in the shit you created and rot. I'm not fucking doing it!"

War shouted, slamming his hand on the wooden desk so hard, he heard the crack of the wood from the pressure he exerted. "Stop being jealous of what little I do have and maybe the goddess will gift you something. Belittling me isn't...it's not doing shit for you."

He didn't know why he felt like he had run a marathon, glaring down at Khan who was just watching him closely as he teetered on bringing the argument to violence.

Khan began to clap. "Looks like widdle War found his fucking voice," he chuckled as he continued his slow clap until War bawled his fists up. "Now get the fuck out my office. Tomorrow this shit'll be yours."

"I hope you die and never come back."

"War when have I ever done anything to make you fucking happy? I will never give you that satisfaction."

War stormed out of the office, Khan's laughing echoing in his ears. He was furious, not thinking clearly his fist instantly connected with the nearest wall. One of the pictures on it dropped and shattered onto the floor.

He heard a squeal. Whipping around, he snarled, wondering who was right outside Khan's office. It was Lo. She had two plates in her hand and was holding them tightly while staring at War in shock.

War cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "I'm sorry. Is the baby...okay?"

"Baby and I are fine...are you okay? I eavesdropped on most of all of that argument and I am honestly disgusted but not surprised of what went down in there."

At least she wasn't running from the hills and telling Pomelia that he wished a man would drop dead. "I'm fine...do you need help carrying that? Where's Leo to carry his own food?"

"He's at the store buying me a tub of ice cream like the good male he is. I'm actually bringing this up to your mate along with my plate."

Oh..he's been so wrapped up in pack business all day he didn't realize it was dinner time. He sure as heck wasn't in the mood for food but he knew Pomelia was probably starving. "I'll take it up to her. Thanks...did she ask you for the food?"

"No problem and yeah I kept texting her making sure she was doing okay with the heat medicine. She said she didn't want to bother you, she knew you were busy."

Now that didn't sit well with him at all. "Thanks again. I'll give this to her."

"You're welcome," she said while handing him over the plate. "Word of advice that medicine does cause mood swings in me at least. Don't know if it'll be the same for Pomelia though."

"Hopefully not." He never experienced Pomelia with mood swings. That would be new. He left Lo and made his way up to his room. He opened the door and was met with Pomelia's soft scent.

It wasn't pungent like before. It just smelled a bit different than her usual scent. War sighed in relief knowing that the pill actually worked and she wasn't throwing off pheromones like crazy.

His mate was twisted in their sheets, snoring softly. Her hands had wrapped around his pillow and seemed to be cuddling it while she slept. War's heart immediately started to ache at the sight of her.

His mate, his love, his freakin life...and now his Luna. She was everything he wanted in a mate he didn't even know he needed. He never thought about having a mate because he never thought he would have one...then he saw the little novice with the kind eyes and the softest touch and, well he second guessed everything.

Pomelia wasn't perfect, but she was his perfect.

"Are you just going to stare at me and smile?"

War didn't even realize he was doing it and immediately felt his face getting hot. "If it wasn't creepy...yeah probably."

She laughed softly, before groaning loud. "Are you okay? Hungry? I brought food. Well Lo got it for you," he explained to her as she she stretched her limbs and shook her head, yawning.

"No. I'm so tired and my head still hurts," Pomelia complained with a pouty look, War instantly wanting to hold his suffering mate. "Can you come lay with me? I need cuddles I think Lo called it."

She thought she needed cuddles? No. War needed cuddles from her. "Of course. let me change first."

War took the quickest mini shower ever. He didn't want to lay down with Pomelia reeking of the weed that Khan had smoked.

Once he was out he shower he threw on a pair of sweats and walked out of the bathroom to see his mate wrapped up in their blankets like a...well like a pig in a blanket. One of those little appetizers. He could only see Pomelia's head and her curly hair.

He glanced at the plate of food and frowned realizing that she hadn't eaten anything. "Pomelia you didn't eat."

"Not hungry," she murmured as she rolled over, away from him. "Are you going to cuddle with me, Warren? Please."

How was he supposed to cuddle with her when she was wrapped up in about two comforters? He had his answer when she rolled haphazardly almost off of the bed to unravel herself.

"Be more careful," War warned her as he watched her almost fall off of their bed.

"See. Now you can come cuddle." She had her arms outstretched and War found himself smiling like a big dork as he slipped into bed with his mate.

Pomelia was on him in seconds. Which felt amazing. Her lithe body snuggled up to him like he was the remedy to all of her problems, and if that didn't boost his ego he didn't know what else would.

"You smell so good," she whimpered as she squeezed his body as tight as her thin arms would allow her. "You're so big....I mean your body," she giggled softly as War bit back a laugh. He was sure even if her mind was going to the gutter she would be correct in her thinking... He wasn't going to tease her with that information though...

"Are you alright? You seemed upset coming in here."

Did he want to tell her that they were basically now Alpha and Luna? Did he want to tell her how insane, demented and suspicious Khan was? No. "I'm fine now that I'm with you."

"That is sweet of you to say but you're lying..." Shd was right of course.

He sighed, wondering if he should bite his tongue...or just open up. He could open up to the woman he loved. Of course he could... "I just have a lot on my mind...this has been a lot the past few weeks."

"Do...you regret saying yes? To becoming the temporary alpha?"

Yeah. He did a lot. He didn't know the first thing about being an alpha. "Yeah."

She was laying on his chest and immediately maneuvered so that she was still on his chest but she was staring up at him. "Our decision was a little hasty...Maybe tomorrow we can talk to Khan and reconsider?"

War gave her a nervous look. "He's leaving tonight. I signed all the paperwork."

Her eyes went wide and she pressed a hand against her face. "Oh. So it's final." The look of fear on her face was evident, before a smile that made his heart clench appeared.

"That's fine. We can do this Alpha Warren."

He stopped her from kissing him. Saying his real name and then having the alpha title in front of it? Yeah that was doing absolutely nothing for his hormones.

"I can't give you an innocent kiss?"

"Not until after your heat."

"B-but th pills! That is just cruel!"

War flickered off the light on the night stand, before kissing her forehead. "I still love you."

He could tell Pomelia was upset about her kiss and waited patiently for her not to be angry anymore and reciprocate his love. "Love you too," she murmured as she maneuvered away from him and sounded as if she was beating up her pillow a bit.

This must be the mood swings Lo was talking about... War chuckled, scooting closer to her and pulling her body back, into him so he was spooning her.

"No cuddles, please."

She was genuinely upset about the kiss. "Fine. I'll give you one kiss...no lust just a small love kiss" he growled out as she flipped onto her back with brightened eyes.

Her hand smoothed over his stubbled chin, before he placed a chaste kiss to her lips. Pomelia's hand was on his neck and kept her soft lips against his, wasting no time connecting their tongues. War tried to keep the kiss...civil but his little mate was not really cooperating at all.

She was moaning softly as their tongues wrestled for dominance. Her hands running over his chest in a way that made his wolf perk up in surprise. He loved the taste of her mouth just as much as the taste of her other pair of lips...

From the saliva swapping to her gently sucking on his tongue, War felt as if he was being unknowingly slowly being seduced by his mate.. before she suddenly broke away from him and gasped. Loud. He watched in confusion as she whimpered and rolled herself over to the other side of the bed. Light tremors running over her body.

"Pomelia? Baby what's wrong?"

"You-you're right. N-no more kissing."

He frowned. "Why not?"

"Every time I become aroused the medicine makes me so cold I get the ch-chills."

War felt bad for his poor mate. That medicine really must be doing a number on her. "You lied. You said only a small kiss not lust."

"It is...isn't my fault. My body still wants you so bad...even if I am still on these pills." Gods, she was really boosting his ego tonight.

War chuckled, wrapping his arms around her to help give warmth to her awful chills. "Goodnight."

"Mmm...Goodnight, Warren."

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Who wants to buy the pitchforks to go after Khan? Or do you want to go after Jess?🧐