He gives us the grand tour through his newest updates. All of the minor things I don't care for, but some of the larger additions I envy. Large fridges fill their kitchen, facets for pot water sitting above their stove, and a few slide out mixers that hide in the cupboard when not in use. Ares watches closely while I envy the slick look, but we keep walking leaving the space.

"So tell me. What's been happening in the West?"

Ares places his hand on my lower back guiding me into the office space. I try to stay calm, but this would be the first werewolf meeting I've ever sat through. How the fuck do you act?

And all I really wanted was sex and dinner.

"12th street is doing well, the bank is still leading. We have many young men starting to get involved in training. I see potential in these recruits."

"And the challenges?"

"I took out Volga and claimed his land. Everyone is pissed. Think I've raided too many lands." Ares chuckles to himself grabbing the glass of wine Jeremy offers, "And so what if I have?"

"You know I have your back, Ares. This pack isn't doing so well. Our mates are struggling to find purpose. Some want to revert to the old ways, others are struggling to keep up with the new."

New? Old?

Ares looks over, "Jeremy's been the beta of this pack for a very long time. Worked under a corrupt alpha. It was until three or four years ago he challenged with support of majority for his title. Many changes have come from that, like humans have the right to deny sex. Same as our pack."

"Oh thats... good."

The other alpha chokes on his wine with laughter, "She really is new to this?"

"I've been keeping her under a rock. It's my fault that she hasn't made the circle to meet everyone, so apologies."

"With the rogue problem you've been having I don't blame you! Id keep my princess locked away as well," He gives me a sheepish grin, "Sorry hun."

"I suppose I have to understand? But not really." He gets an ever larger smile. The alpha seems nice, but this whole situation is making me itchy.

"Does that mean you'll pledge to me in the coming weeks?" Ares finishes off his glass setting it on the side table.

"Without a doubt, and when you have a chance we need to discuss a pack unification."

"Unification? Like your packs come together?" Way to sound stupid.

"Yes, I am not meant to be an Alpha. I was neither born or trained. I've been 'winging it' as the humans say. I can't handle it much longer. Ares has agreed to combine packs to be Alpha, and I become beta once more of this sector."

"How much pack does that give you? You just took an east alpha!"

"I would be alpha of most the US. The south is the one causing the issues, but the challenges should ensure my title over all."

"Like an Alpha King."

Jeremy nods, "The first in five hundred years. He deserves it. Can't imagine a better line to rule this country."

"Holy shit." I fall back in my chair. The information is overwhelming, something too much for me to handle. How could I be in the dark for this?

He's a worthy wolf. Made to lead. You heard Jess yourself, no one compares.

"On that, I should get her to bed. We have a long drive tomorrow."

"Of course, and please. Visit anytime."

He nods taking me from his office and up the elevator. We stop into the room where I stand awkwardly, "I can't believe you... What the fuck Ares?"

"These are matters I meant to discuss..."

"Forget what you meant to do! You want to be the sole Alpha of the states?"

"It's common for all the wolves to fall under one. Canada, England, and Africa are all under one order. Its the easiest for the packs, and it establishes a consistent doctrine over that sector."

"But I... I'm supposed to stand next to you. Not to sound selfish here, but how in the fuck am I am supposed to offer any assistance in this. I don't know anything about running a pack, let alone multiple."

He wraps his hands through my hair tender kisses placed over my red hot face, "Darling. It's my job to worry over such things. Let's get through one thing at a time, and I'm sure you'll realize your never ending strength."

Angry sex. Do it.

I grab the collar of his shirt dragging him down to me. My lips mould together perfectly, the sparks encouraging us through each moment. I curl my tongue against his but he pulls back, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Not for food." I create the image of me riding him in my mind, his eyes shifting for his wolf. Ares wraps a hand around my waist dragging me to the bed.

Our clothes are ripped off from one another, hands moving over each other quicker than I can process. His tongue laps at my core, fingers rolling my nipples. My moans were well deserved, his pleasure gifting me with such a high.

"Lay back." Ares doesn't bother to argue falling onto his back. I straddle him settling wonderfully around his cock. He moans digging his fingers into my hips and I jump my waists in a rocking motion.

My hands are held against his chest for support, eyes rolled back at the amazing feeling this is giving me. I feel my orgasm peek, my body shaking as it wrecks through me. Ares tosses me off him letting his pleasure go over my front.

We laugh together, the hot need finally settling, for now.

"Now hungry?"

"Yes please." I take off to clean myself while Ares hunts for food. Smiling in the mirror I let my heart soar at the happiness glow about me.

Yeah, you fucking love him.