An Alpha for the Demigod
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Authors: Ezra Dawn
Tags: #romance, #gay, #paranormal, #demigod, #shifter
An Alpha for the
Demigod
Ezra Dawn
Cover art created by
EzSigns
An Alpha for the Demigod ©
2016 Ezra Dawn
eBook ISBN:
9781370964482
ISBN-13:
978-1535383462
All rights reserved. No
part of this story may be reproduced in any form or by any means
without express permission from the copyright holder. This book
contains sexually explicit content which is suitable only for
mature adults.
Contents
For Lisa Oliver, the
amazing author and friend, that encouraged me to listen to the
voices in my head.
Character Name
Pronunciation
Lykos Cassidy (Lie-k-hose, Cass-idy)
Declan Devine (Deck-lahn, Deh-veen)
Krealik (Cray-Lick)
Valik (Vah-Lick)
Crispin
(Chris-pin)
Prologue
I woke up with the
sunlight streaming through the blinds hitting me right in the face.
I flinched away from the light before forcing my eyes open. My head
was pounding, which was strange for a shifter but not unheard of. I
must’ve drank way too much the night before. Too bad I can’t
remember any of it.
I look around the room
suddenly aware that I am in an unfamiliar place. I should’ve known
I wasn’t at home with the sun coming through the blinds. Blackout
curtains were made for a reason and since there are none here I’m
certain that I am not in my own bed.
I stand up and stretch my
arms above my head taking a deep breath as I do so. Suddenly, a
tantalizing scent hits my nose and I suppress a groan. I slowly
turn around and say “Holy shit, what have I done?”
Chapter One
Declan
There’s this little town,
on the east coast no one’s ever heard of. It’s a cute little place
surrounded by forests and mountains and tons of wild animals. A
little place called Asphalt Bay. You’ll never find another town
like this one, trust me. Why you ask? Well, Asphalt Bay is home to
a wolf pack but not just any wolf pack. The wolves of Asphalt Bay
are shifters. This is a town created by shifters for shifters and
all that hoopla.
Of course, times have
changed and you can’t just go around discriminating against other
paranormals. Lest you have the Paranormal Council on your ass. You
do not want to deal with those guys. They’re like our version of
the human’s mafia. We all have our own councils of course. There’s
a Shifter Council, a Vampire Council, and so on but when they can’t
deal with the problem the Paranormal Council does and well, let’s
just say you don’t want them dealing with it. So, because of that
there are some vamps, other shifter types, and even a couple
witches in town.
The place isn’t that
large, only home to a few thousand people, most of them pack. The
hierarchy breaks down the same too. There’s the Alpha and his mate,
the betas, the enforcers, the trackers, the gammas and then the
omegas. We have a few of the last two but there aren’t many. Oh,
and then you have me, the Alpha’s oldest son. Next in line to take
over the pack.
After me are my three
idiot brothers, Wyatt, Joshua, and Caleb. My sister Eloise doesn’t
count because well, she’s only ten. She was the surprise my parents
weren’t expecting but welcomed anyways. My father plans to retire
sometime this year. He hasn’t specified the day but with his
birthday coming up in a few months it will probably be soon. As for
me, I’m not looking forward to becoming Alpha. At first, it was
something I was excited to be able to do but, that was until my
father had to go and ruin it.
See, I thought being Alpha
would help get me laid, not that I need help in that department but
it would mean more partners for me. Understand what I’m saying? So,
I was all prepared to become Alpha and lead the pack like a good
Alpha should while also getting laid but no, I’m not allowed to do
that. I have to find a mate even though I don’t want one. Mates are
a hassle, at least bonded mates are. They’re free to cheat and lie.
Some of them are high maintenance assholes no one wants to deal
with. I swear if I have to listen to my mate yap like a fucking
Chihuahua I’ll shoot myself.
If I have to take a mate,
I would prefer it to be my fated mate instead of a bond mate. At
least, then I know they won’t be able to cheat, and with a mind
link it’d be easy to figure out when they’re hiding things. Not
that it’s likely we’ll get one since a lot of fated mates don’t
anymore but I have hope. I probably sound naive wishing for this
perfect relationship where my partner won’t have to lie or hide
things from me. I just want it to be open and honest because if I
can’t have that then I don’t want a mate at all.
I guess I am a little
naïve. I mean, I’ve only had one serious relationship ever in my
life and I was only 52 when it happened. It was almost a hundred
years ago but still, if I’d bonded then I wouldn’t be in this mess.
Joel was an enforcer for the pack but his wolf was an Alpha, we
loved each other and it was good for a while but it wasn’t enough.
Joel ended up leaving to start his own pack and I thought he’d take
me with him but I was wrong. Only one of my brothers would have
been able to take over if I had left and Joel knew that. Once I
realized that, I wasn’t going to do that to him especially since he
had his own dreams and being Alpha was not one of them.
As for what I said about
my father ruining my desire to become Alpha, I should probably
clarify that. He was the one who told me I needed to take a mate
before he retired. I assume he’ll announce the exact date at
tonight’s pack run. In the meantime, I’ll be going fishing out on
the bay with my best friend Crispin.
He has a boat down at the
docks and we go fishing whenever we can. So, once I throw out last
night’s bed bunny and get dressed I’ll grab my shit and go. I
finish drinking my cup of coffee, then head towards my bedroom. I
grab the air horn can off the dresser when I walk in and press down
on the button…hard. The cute little twink I brought home last night
falls out of the bed in a tangle of sheets and high pitched
squeals.
He glares at me and says
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”
I shrug. “I need you to
leave, like now. I have to be somewhere and you can’t stay so yeah,
get out.” I watch as he slowly gets up and starts gathering his
things so that he can get dressed. I look at the clock on the
nightstand and start tapping my foot impatiently. This guy
seriously needs to hurry up or I’ll be late. He finally pulls on
the last of his clothes and heads my way.
As he passes by to go out
the door he hisses “You’re an asshole.”
I wait until I hear the
front door slam before saying to myself “Fucking cat shifters,
always in a tizzy.” I grab my clothes for the day and quickly
change into them. Once I’m dressed and I’m sure I look good, I grab
my truck keys, cellphone, and wallet then I head out the
door.
After double checking that
all my fishing gear is loaded and ready, I climb into the truck and
crank it up. I turn up the radio, put on my sunglasses, then head
for the gas station to fill up and grab another cup of coffee. I
can’t live without my morning cup of Joe. I have to have a minimum
of two cups a day otherwise it throws off my entire day and I can’t
function. Once I’ve had my second cup of coffee, I get back on the
road and head to the docks to meet Crispin.
Crispin is already on the
boat waiting by the time I get there. I ran into construction
traffic on the way and ended up late. Even though, I tried to avoid
it by throwing out the bed bunny earlier than usual I still ended
up late because of construction. It would seem that Fate is being
finicky today. She doesn’t appear to be on my side at all. I grab
my fishing gear out of the truck and throw it into the boat a
little too forcefully.
Crispin laughs and says
“Someone forget their coffee today?”
I shake my head. “Nope,
had both cups. It’s just one of those days.” He nods slowly and
says “Oh, one of those days huh? Bad lay?”
If I’d been drinking
something I would’ve choked. “It was fine. He got a little pissy
when I threw him out this morning. Might’ve been the cat in him
though.”
“
So, this time it was a
cat shifter of the male persuasion. You really have no
morals.”
“
Oh, fuck off.”
He laughs and says “Come
on, help me get this boat untied so we can go.”
“
Since you asked so nicely
I guess I can.” I head to the front and untie the rope. Normally,
he’d need help getting this huge ass thing into the water but we’d
already done that part on our first fishing trip. Now, all we do is
tie it to the dock during the fishing season. I’ll help him when he
decides to bring it out of the water at the end of the
season.
