Alpha Love – A BBW Interracial Werewolf Romance

“It’s been six months since that pair of idiots ran out of this cave,” Darius grumbled as he paced in front of the twenty people who now comprised his council. “Are you going to tell me that Nero and Dane have simply fallen off the face of the planet?”

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“Darius, it don’t be that easy,” Emil told him with a frown. “My own people can only search for them at night, and them two have not come near to any of the Facilities. I think they afraid that Demon and Angel gonna try to kill them, and so they nowhere to be found.”

“Much as it pains me to say this yet again, but those two are apparently the best geneticists the Jaggers have,” he said with a little groan. “Not to mention, they worked very closely with my brother Ferris while he was building the damned virus we’re trying to eradicate. They need to be found if we’re ever going to discover even the slightest possibility of reversing the effects.”

“Not to interrupt, Your Highness, but I’m not exactly chopped liver,” said Professor Lara Benson, the human geneticist who was seated nearby. “They sent me in because I’m very good at what I do. If a solution can be found, I’m certain I can find it. I don’t relish the idea of being forced to bear only daughters unless I am altered any more than the next human female.”

“Well, Lara, if I had known at the time that the President of the United States would be setting up a program in need of werewolf geneticists, I never would have let them out of the cave,” said Darius with a frustrated scowl. “Lucky for me I didn’t decide to assassinate them on the spot, or we’d really be sunk.”

“Nero and Dane didn’t deserve to die anyway,” Darius’ brother Eric pointed out. “They were only following the current king’s orders. And now that you are their king, they are certain to follow your orders as well. It has been bred into them to do so.”

“Well, I hope that you are right, otherwise there’s going to be a lot of human females for our younger generation to choose from a few years from now.”

“As to that, it’s not so bad, is it?” Eric joked. “Are we not both happy with the human females we have acquired?”

“Of course we are. I didn’t say there was anything wrong with having turned wives, but what Ferris has done is going to dilute the entire gene pool,” Darius replied. “Eventually, there will be no pure Jagger males unless we can find a way to cure our own females’ inability to bear daughters, let alone the inability of unaltered females to bear sons. If we can’t fix this, our only hope of either race surviving would be to alter the humans whether we want to do it or not. You can’t very well make pure Jaggers without both types. Also, I’m sure that you humans won’t appreciate dying off, either.”

“Thanks for the concession,” Lara smirked.

“You’re very welcome,” he said, coming out of his mood just enough to smile in return. “But seriously, you know that if we can’t fix this, you’d have to be altered to have a son, right? How do you feel about that prospect?”

“Well, as for me personally, I would probably allow myself to be altered,” she told him. “You’d be amazed how many humans wish they could become paranormals. To me it would only seem like an ideal opportunity to get my wish.”

“Females and their nonsense,” scoffed Darius with a shake of his head. “No doubt not all the human females share your viewpoint.”

“Well, possibly not,” she said. “But that’s precisely why I’m here, isn’t it?”

“You may as well return to your cave for the night, though, since we still have no sequencer,” commented Darius dryly. “Little good it does to have a resident human geneticist if she can’t even get the equipment she needs to start the job.”

“Oh, I’m sure they are working on it,” Lara said. “These things do take time.”

“If you’re so keen on becoming a werewolf yourself, why don’t you just go to the singles bar with the rest of those silly women who have been coming to the Facility to frequent the place over the last few months?” Trina asked Lara with a smirk. “I’ll just bet a pretty black girl like yourself could land a couple Jaggers tonight if you wanted to.”

“I have better things to do with my evening than drink myself into oblivion, thank you,” Lara replied. “I have a whole lot of research to do. I need to read the entire set of documents that King Ferris kept, for one thing. I’ve only gotten about a quarter of the way through.”

“Really?” she gasped. “But you’ve been here for well over a month already.”

“There’s a great deal of material to read,” she excused herself, and the others all nodded at this. Ferris had been very copious with his notes over the years, not to mention the note taking spanned over two hundred of them.

“Well, I don’t expect you to visit the singles bar, of course, but it would be nice if you would visit the cafeteria sometimes,” Darius told her. “The Agents ate among us for years, so there’s definitely human food to be had. In fact, now that I’ve been saddled with all the former Agents who wished to remain among paranormals in the caves, we’ve got more human food than anything else. Just with plenty of side orders of rare meat for the rest of us to enjoy.”

“No thanks, sir, I prefer my meat a bit on the cooked side.  But if you’ve no other news for me, I think I’ll go hit the books,” she responded, neatly evading his last words as she stood to go. “They certainly aren’t going to read themselves.”

“Yes, of course,” he said. “But do remember to send me a report on your findings this Friday. The last report is still not on my desk, and I do like to run a tight ship around here.”

“Sure thing,” she said. “I’ll get right on it.”

As the voluptuous Lara walked away, Trina watched the eyes of her mates to make sure neither Darius nor Emil found her departure overly interesting. Of course, as usual they did not, whereas every other pair of male eyes, be they vampire, shifter, magician, god or human, didn’t leave her person until she was no longer in sight.

Darius caught Trina scowling about this, and he chuckled as he went to kiss the top of his queen’s head. “Sweetheart, you know I only have eyes for you.”

“Yeah, I know,” she said. “I’m just used to being the hottest thing in the room. Usually I’m the one all those eyes would have been on.”

“Well, don’t worry, because there’s one thing you have that she never can.”

“What’s that?” she asked sweetly, even though she knew what he was going to say.

“Me,” he replied. “You’re the only woman I’ll ever need.”

Emil joined them, putting an arm around each one as he replied, “And you two are the only ones I will ever need, either. Now, who’s going to take over watching them crawling babies when we get home? I only have four hours till I must sleep, so it can’t be me.”

Darius laughed as the trio moved out of the makeshift throne room and headed for their caves. “But Emil, four hours sounds great. It would give Trina and me plenty of time to—“

“We could always let the babysitter contend with the little dears till I head for my coffin,” Emil smirked.

“You and your coffin jokes, vampire,” Darius grumbled. “You know very well you don’t have one.”

“No, but I might get one just to mess with you,” he chuckled. “No, man, you know I got to go hold my own court before we return, but we vampires don’t have much business to talk these days. They say that I’ve given my kingdom to the Jaggers, you know. In a way, they might even be right.”

“Don’t listen to them, Emil,” Trina said. “They’re just being catty.”

“Catty is not the word for creatures with such lethal bites,” Emil said. “Either way, I will rejoin you shortly.”

Trina kissed her vampire good-bye, and then linked arms with her Jagger, content beyond measure as the two of them headed back to their caves, ready to enjoy the few hours together they knew were in store.

Meanwhile, Lara had reached her own cave and turned on her laptop. Now she was lying on her bed, the plush velvet cover soft beneath her fingertips as she settled down to read the file that had become her nightly friend. She sighed as she began to scroll through tons of data until she reached the place she’d left off. She needed to apply a table of contents to the documents, but she just hadn’t taken the time.

As she was wading through this time, however, she came across something highly interesting. She read it aloud, “And of course, Nero and Dane will be working on that in the secret cave.” She did a double-take and blinked three or four times. “Secret cave?”

Wasting no time, Lara ran a search of the entire document for all references to a secret cave. From what she gathered, the hidden research facility was somewhere in the Colorado mountains, far enough away from Vail to go unnoticed. A hidden cave within their hidden caves. She even had instructions on just how to reach the place. This was something that she must tell King Darius immediately.

She grabbed up the phone and began to dial. A testy voice answered on the other end. “Whoever this is, it had better be good or my wife is going to kill you.”

“Majesty, it’s me, Lara,” she said. “I’ve discovered something within the documents that you may wish to know about. I’ve just emailed you my summary. I think I may know why we can’t find Nero and Dane.”

“What?” Darius gasped. “I’ll go have a look. Thanks very much, Lara.”

“You’re welcome, sir,” she said, and hung up the phone.

Darius told Trina what he was doing, and the two of them headed for the computer to read the summary. They were both very excited by the discovery.

“I know exactly who to send this to,” said Darius with a smirk. “It took all I could do to convince Demon and Angel not to kill those two on sight. Now, they get to go and bring them in.”

“Are you sure that’s wise?” Trina wanted to know.

“Oh, I’m sure they won’t injure them irreparably,” Darius said. “After all, they wouldn’t want to piss off their mate.”

“Yeah, I don’t think pissing off Raife Goldeneye is a good idea,” Trina agreed with a smirk.

Darius was already on the phone, which was just being answered by Raife as she said this. “What do you want, brother? It’s three in the morning.”

“I am in need of the services of your two mates on a most important endeavor,” said Darius, the smirk still in his voice after what Trina had said.

“It doesn’t sound so important with you laughing like that,” she grumbled, but she still gave the phone to her nearest mate, which happened to be Demon.

Demon said, “What’s up, wolf-king?”

“I believe we may have located Nero and Dane,” said Darius, and Demon growled in response. “Now remember, you promised you would not kill them. The word of a god is set in stone. I’ll not tell you another thing until you mend that attitude.”

“Very well, tell me where they are,” Demon grumbled. “You know they will not be harmed.”

“I’ve just sent you an email that explains it all,” Darius replied. “I want you two to go get them, and bring them to me. Preferably without amnesia, if at all possible.”

“Not even a little amnesia?” Demon grumbled.

“Just so,” Darius answered with a laugh. “Only, how about if you wait till a bit later on first? I haven’t slept a wink tonight.”

“Then why didn’t you wait till later to tell us?” Demon wanted to know. “Good-night.”

Demon hung up the phone without another word, making Darius chuckle again.

“He hung up on you?” Trina laughed. “Well, imagine that, someone with the balls to hang up on royalty.”

“Go to sleep, Trina,” Darius grumbled. And that’s exactly what they did.

*****

Demon and Angel each flew in one of the brothers and unceremoniously dumped them at the feet of their king about twelve hours later. Darius was sitting in the large office he had built for conferences in such, which he affectionately had dubbed his throne room. A huge stack of papers waited for him on his work desk.

He glanced up as the two gods wordlessly flew out again, leaving the two Jaggers staring disconcertingly up at him from the floor. He smirked as he stepped over and they both got to their feet.

“I don’t suppose those two told you anything about the reason for your sudden visit?” Darius asked hopefully.

“Not one word, Your Majesty,” said Dane as he rubbed his jaw, which appeared to have taken a punch sometime within the last few hours.

“Literally, not even one, and it took them three hours to get here from where we were,” Nero added as he rubbed at a swollen eye. “We weren’t even sure they were going to let us live. I don’t suppose you’d like to tell us what is going on?”

Amused, Darius replied, “Oh, I might. But only if you ask me nicely.”

“Ask you—ask you nicely?” scoffed Dane. “You didn’t ask very nicely for us to come here in the first place, so why should we—“

“Dane, be respectful in the presence of your king,” Nero said sharply, quelling the rest of his brother’s tirade. “King Darius, would you please elaborate on the reason for our presence here?”

“As it turns out, I need you,” Darius said with a wry shake of his head.

“Need us? Why would you need us?” said Nero, a long strand of his jet-black hair falling into his eyes. He brushed it aside as he added, “Did you not pretty much tell us we were outcasts?”

“Hasty words, gentlemen, as I found out after the fact,” he replied. “The two of you are apparently the best Jagger geneticists we’ve got, and I need you to help us search for cures to these damned viruses that your former king instructed you to build for him.”

“But they’re irreversible,” Dane protested.

“Hush, brother, let the king speak.”

“Is that true?” Darius asked. “Are they irreversible?”

“That is what we were led to believe,” Nero told him. “But, in my experience anyway, I have found that not everything King Ferris had to say was completely true. Of course he would wish for us to believe these viruses were irreversible, since he did not wish for them to be reversed. That is not to say that he was correct. There may be loopholes that he did not see, but which someone with skills such as we possess may be able to ascertain.”

“I’m not going to kill you if you fail, Nero,” said Darius with a roll of his eyes. “I know that the two of you were only following orders. You don’t have to convince me that you are loyal to the Jaggers, and therefore to their king. I already know the extent you will go to in order to serve me. It’s only obvious from what you did to serve my brother.”

Nero gave a slight bow and said, “Very well, Your Majesty. In that case, I must express a certain measure of doubt as to the success of the endeavor. But still, we will do our best to be of help.”

“That is really all I can ask of you,” Darius replied. “Now, I have already sent out the word to people here that you have returned on my orders, and that they are not to interfere with you in any way, and that they must help you wherever possible. That should stave off at least some of the physical damage you appear to have already taken some of.”

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