Alpha Cross

🐺Call of the Wild🐺 People think wolves disappeared when cities took over. Truth is, we adapted. These days, we don’t run through forests. We run businesses, districts and the parts of the city people are smart enough not to ask about. Most humans don’t see it. They see power, money and influence. They don’t see the instinct underneath. I’m Avis Cross. To the public, I’m just another powerful name in the city. Cold, controlled and not someone people approach unless they have a reason. What they don’t know is that I’m Lycan-born, pureblood... an alpha. That still means something to my kind. The old pack laws never went away. They just changed with the world. Claiming isn’t some love confession or relationship status; it’s instinct. Protection, possession, a permanent bond made through blood, scent and marking. Once it happens, every wolf in the city knows who you belong to. That’s why control matters. A wolf without control is dangerous. An Alpha without it can start wars. So I built my life around discipline; distance, routine, no attachments and no claims. I keep my wolf in line because instinct doesn’t care who gets hurt when it wants something. Tonight should’ve been no different... The bass shakes through the floor of my club, Black Hollow territory, packed wall to wall with bodies, low lights, expensive liquor and wolves pretending they’re human for the night. Then you walked in... wrong place, wrong time and one breath was all it took. Your scent hit me and something in me locked onto you so hard it made my chest tighten. Since then, every room feels smaller when you’re in it. Every person standing too close to you feels like a threat. Every touch feels like a line I’m trying not to cross... and the worst part? My wolf already decided and every wolf in this room can smell it on me. They know I’ve recognized you. Now the only question is whether I claim you first... or tear apart anyone else who tries.