Chapter 4: Linzer Torte
Lucas' Point of View
Chapter Song: My Girl by Dylan Scott
Chapter Quote: 'A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.'-Ingrid Bergman
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One step.

That was all it took was one step towards this supposed 'Alpha Male' to display my dominance. The ground shook, weaker wolves displayed their necks in submission and the 'Alpha's' gait was wavering ever so slightly. "You come onto my land," another step, "demand food and shelter," another step, "and begin trying to give commands to my wolves?"

My chest is pressed up against his, my neck craning downwards to stare him in the eye and my nostrils flaring with every exhale, that alone shows how furious my wolf and I are. "You come onto my land, claim you're an Alpha. Are you an Alpha?" The male clears his throat and somehow able to murmur out a 'yes'. A slow, taunting smile curls my lips. "I see a handful of wolves. Ten to twelve at most. But you have no land, and your sheer disrespect to myself and my wolves only shows me that you are not an Alpha and will never be one. Get off my land."

With a deep growl that rumbles my chest, I'm turning on my heels and thinking of my gorgeous mate to calm me down. If I were anyone else, this male wouldn't have a head anymore. "Alpha," a small, timid voice reaches my ears. My feet halt in their movements, "please." Shit. Did they have this planned? I'm a sucker for younger children, even this female in her teens. I don't look it, but I'm over a hundred years old now so I suppose sensitivity for juveniles comes with the territory. Once again, I'm facing the small pack that barged onto my land. A girl, no older than eighteen stands in front of all the others. Red hair falls out of the knot on top of her head, distracting me ever so slightly from the dirt that is on her cheeks and forehead. "We request your council, and aide."

"Enforcer." Zay appears out of thin air by my side, taut arms crossed against his chest. "Lead these wolves to my office." With a curt nod, they each pass by me one by one, my wolf and I size them up in the process. They each submit underneath the small bit of power I'm radiating, even the small child that is definitely not a wolf, which absolutely peeks my curiosity. Why are they harboring a human?

Human.

I allow my eyes to close for just a moment, just long enough to allow myself a bit of peace. My mind begins to retreat to the events at her bakery just a few nights ago. The way her silky smooth skin felt whenever the pads of my fingers caressed her lower back. She was warm, yet the goosebumps that raised on her arms showcased the affect I had on her. My wolf loved that, we loved that she could feel our bond. We were entirely engrossed in our little mate, the way the sunlight turned her hair a lighter shade of brown and those melted chocolate orbs shifted into amber with a shade of honey. Her scent mixed in with the small mewls that escaped those delicious looking lips were enough to call my wolf out. I felt like absolute shit having to leave, but if I didn't she would be mated and marked without hesitation.

'I said I was sorry, human. Get this over with so we can see mate.'

'First use my damn name, I hate that human shit. Second, I could care less if you're sorry. If it wasn't for you, we could have spent more time with our mate and she wouldn't have cried.'

With that, my wolf covers his eyes and begins to whine in the back of my head. It won't be too long until I will get a headache, up until recently my wolf never whined. Now, he never shuts up because all he wants is his mate. It's been an adjustment. I do agree, that I want to get this over with so I can go and see her. I needed to apologize for my behavior and quickly. Taking the stairs two at a time, it doesn't take me long to get to my office. Soft whispers were heard from outside, but as soon as I was pushing the door open those came to a complete halt. "Either the supposed Alpha speak, or the female from earlier, it doesn't matter which." The leather chair protested as I fell into the cushion.

When neither stepped up, I gestured with my hand to get on with it. The female from earlier stepped up, inwardly cursing at my soft heart, I try and focus entirely on her delicate voice. "We had to leave our pack, Alpha." My brow arches, another silent gesture for her to keep talking. "We took in a human child, we found rogues tearing her parents apart and I fell in love with her instantly. Then my parents, and my brother. Our previous Alpha, did not." My eyes roll on their own accord, I'm old but I've also learned to roll with the times. Humans in my opinion aren't any less than a wolf, but not everyone agrees with me. "He wanted her killed, and I – we couldn't allow that to happen."

"Why not just give the child to an orphanage and stay with your pack?"

The answer to their question could solidify my reasoning for allowing them to stay. The female licks her parted lips, her gaze focused entirely on my wooden floor. "We don't agree with his view, Alpha. I can't speak for my family in this case but, I can't follow someone who could be so callous towards a child."

"Do you all feel the same way?" I ask while tilting my head to the side slightly, just so I can see them all.

Once they all nod, some smiling in agreement as well the red-headed female speaks up again. "We are all from epsilon blood, guardians of the pack. We could be of great use to you Alpha, if you allow us." Though my pack isn't in short supply of guardians, also known as epsilons, it never hurts to have more.

Nodding in agreement, I print out a few forms all while remaining silent. Though it is quite rude of me, I need to test their patience seeing as they'll be doing border patrol on the occasion and that is an absolute tedious task. "I will allow you a one month trial period in this pack, to see if you fit." Before she can finish her smile, I hold up a finger, "I can't allow the male's actions to go unpunished." A few whimpers echo off the walls. "He basically challenged me."

For the first time since we were outside, the male steps forward, chest out and head up. "I will take my punishment Alpha."

'Hurry up, human or I will take control.'

My mind once again wanders towards my mate and before I can control it, I'm full blown smiling and immediately put into a better mood. "Zay," the door opens once again with my enforcer leaning against the handle, "find rooms for these wolves. As punishment for disrespecting me in front of my wolves, this male is to not be seen by anyone for two days. He is to be kept in a room, food will be delivered when no one is around." Small gasps are heard, obvious shock on their face which catches my attention. "I'm not cruel, but I also can't allow my wolves to think actions like that can go by unpunished. So as far as they know, you could be in the cells." I shrug and slide the papers across my desk, ignoring their wide smiles and the obviously relieved nature of the male. "Fill these out and leave them on my desk. I have somewhere I need to be."

'Finally.'

I snort at my wolf and basically sprint towards my truck.

The drive to the bakery was monotonous and required a great deal of patience but whenever the familiar warmth surged through my veins, signaling that my mate was near, the wait was more than worth it. Next time, my wolf and I agreed that I'd just run. While stepping into the bright and bustling bakery, my fingers begin to twitch. They want to hold my mate, as a distraction I absentmindedly run them through my hair. "Hello," my neck slowly swivels towards the voice that is trying to be somewhat seductive. Long, drawn out blonde curls end beneath her chest and a pair of striking blue eyes stare up at me.

The only sign of acknowledgement that she received is the fact I turned my head in her direction. My eyes narrow in on the fact she's wearing an apron with the bakery's logo on it. Does she work here? "Who are you, and how do I get your number?" My brows furrow, if she were a wolf she'd be a dominant alpha female.

My female, from what I've seen, is the submissive and I absolutely adore that about her. She'll be the caring, nurturing Luna not the one desperately trying to get out on the battlefield. Thank the Goddess. "I'm not interested." Her face morphs into an expression of surprise, before flittering into anger. I hope that this female isn't someone important to my mate. I already have more than enough working against a possible relationship, pissing off someone that she's friends with would make everything worse.

With a disbelieving appearance, she scoffs and saunters back around the counter. I barely catch the newfound glance of determination before I feel it. Those eyes that are on me, leaving a trail of heat and my wolf howling. Her scent becomes more distinct, strawberries begin to overpower every other sweet and nauseating smell in this place. My head snaps in her direction, without missing a beat my mate and I lock eyes. Barn wood brown eyes stare expectantly at me, her mouth is agape before the swinging door hits her in the back.

I'm fighting the urge to growl whenever a few people laugh at her misfortune. But, when her grimace morphs into a smile and then she starts giggling, that urge disappears entirely. I love a girl who can laugh at herself. Bypassing the line, I begin to follow the curve of the glass cases to get as close to her as possible. "Hi."

My wolf begins to claw at his cage, biting the bars just to get out and see our mate. "Hello." She mutters shyly, calming Gabriel entirely. Her voice is like an angelic lullaby that can put anyone in a tranquil state. "I wasn't sure if I'd see you again after," she makes a few hand motions before waving it off like I'd understand.

And I do, "I don't want you to think that way." Her adorable little nose scrunches up in the cutest way possible, "take a break. Come and see me." Without waiting for a reply, I'm turning on my heels and sauntering towards a booth in the back. I'm pleasantly surprised whenever I'm settling into the seat and see her rounding the corner. Goddess, she's so beautiful. Her hair is up on top of her head, and looking lighter than normal from the random flour patches. But more than anything, the fact she isn't wearing makeup stands out the most. My girl is a natural beauty, which is rare in a world where standards are set to be impossible. Gulping, I discreetly wipe my hands off on my jeans.

"Um, I don't think we've officially met. But, I'm Riley."

I get to touch her again. She's offering her hand out to me on a platter. Without hesitation, my large hand engulfs her stained fingers. It's rather attractive, the fact her fingertips showcase her hard-work, just like the callouses on mine. Sparks, tingles or whatever the hell you want to call it surges through my veins, lighting my entire being on fire. A growl of pleasure slips past my lips while a content sigh is barely heard from Riley.

"Lucas," I introduce but watch as she marvels at our clasped hands.

'Here we go human. Make her love you.'

I've never done this, ever. "D-do you feel that?" She asks. Sliding my left hand across the table, I trail my fingers up her forearm, goosebumps appear on her porcelain like skin. She almost reminds me of a little doll.

"Yes." The mate bond can be overwhelming. If I hadn't trained my whole life in the art of control, I know it would hit me just as hard as she's feeling it – if I were human.

"It's addicting," she whispers under her breath before blushing. And damn if that doesn't make her look even more delicious. "I'm so sorry," Riley begins to move her hands but I'm not willing to let go. From the quick expression of relief, I know she isn't mad and I'm glad that I wouldn't let her go. I won't ever let her go.

"Don't apologize," I all but order. "Never apologize to me." If it were possible her cheeks become an even deeper shade of red. My heart begins to thud against my chest, almost painfully so. I'm not great with conversation, wolves are all about action anyways. Everything we do from our posture to eye contact is a gesture to wolves. So, couple that with the fact my little doll is shy, conversation might be quite difficult. "Come here."

In a trance, she does what I say. Crawling out of the booth, she perches herself on the edge of my side. By the way her body is turned towards me and her fingertips are inching across the leather, I know she's falling into the mate bond. "Y-you don't speak much do you?"

The left side of my lip quirks, she's as sharp as a tac. "I'm more of a physical type of guy." Her lips opening like a fish out of water was too perfect. "I like touch," the pads of my fingers graze her forearm once more, making my point very clear. "Words can be confusing."

"Touch can be misleading." A small, slow grin forms on her lips making her even more beautiful.

She's perfect. "Touché. Words are superfluous, most of the time."

In an act of boldness, I'm tugging her closer into my body. She licks her delicious lips before giving in. "If you're trying to quote 'Ingrid Bergman', you only got half right."

Shaking my head, I pull her flush against my frame. Riley gasps, her hands placed against my chest for support. Innocent doe eyes glance up at me. If I were a decent man, I wouldn't bring her into my world, where I kill and mercilessly so. But I'm not a decent man and if being one meant leaving her behind, I want to be the worst male alive. "What is going on over here?"

Riley and I are snapped out of our mate bond daze, the same blonde from earlier stands at the end of our booth. Riley starts to struggle in my grasp, trying to escape my arms. "Stop," that one word is whispered in her ear and she halts all movements. Her body shudders, either at my voice or my warm breath that fanned across her ear and cheek. I flicker my gaze towards the female once again, it's hard to figure out what she's trying to do, it's even harder to prevent Gabriel's growl. But somehow, I'm able to stifle it.

"Maya," my mate's going on the defensive. "This isn't what it looks like." The female, who I now know is named Maya, arches her brow. "Don't do that brow thing, I hate that. I just this – he's the one who – I tripped on the chair and everything."

Maya holds up her hand to halt my mate's rambling, and giggling to herself after. "Yes, I wish I had been there for that." Her facial expression turns serious, "isn't he the one who made you cry?" Oh yes, I'm going to have problems with this female. This time I don't hide the growl, my mate's smile pulled into a frown, and I fucking hate it.

Riley turns in my lap, a worried look painted on her face. She's worried for me? As discreetly as possible, I'm inhaling and savoring in her scent. "I didn't mean to make you cry." My arms tighten around her waist, squeezing as reassurance that I would never intentionally want to hurt her.

"I know," she replies almost immediately while creating small circles with her hands on my chest. "I don't know how, but I do."

Thank Goddess. Once again, our intimate bubble is burst by Maya clearing her throat. "Riley, may I speak to you. Alone."

Riley glances at Maya skeptically before shifting those melted pools of chocolate onto me. I know what she's going to ask me, and though I hate it, my arms slowly relinquish the grip I have around her. I am done for with her. One glance, one question, one snap of her fingers and I'd give her anything she desired. "A-actually, give me a few more moments Maya." My entire form wants to lurch in happiness, but I try to remain as calm as possible. Gabriel runs in circles, tongue out and tail wagging. Once the blonde disappears, I'm snaking my arms around her once more. "She's going to interrogate me." I run a finger up her spine, slowly, then the nape of her neck before delving my fingers in her hair. "I didn't cry, that much." She murmured.

Grasping the back of her neck, I force her to stare into my eyes – but she was more than willing. "It won't ever happen again. You'll never cry again if I can help it."

A smile overcomes her face, my stomach knots up and my heart jumps, Gabriel howls, it's all becoming too much. "Well then, Maya has nothing to worry about."

Fuck, I'm a goner.

A/N:
Hey everyone, I hope you enjoyed the unedited 'Chapter 4' of 'The Alpha's Done'.
This potty training is kicking my butt along with everything else going on lol. Another doctor's appointment tomorrow, I swear every time I go I get worse news. Just lock me in a giant hamster ball by now.
Anyways, still looking for covers and I'm always taking song suggestions for this or previous chapters.

Word Count: 3,111

Date Published: June 21, 2017