Mated to an Alpha

Carefully, he adjusted his grip so she could be more comfortable and held her closer.

When the car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the packhouse, a tall, grand mansion with high windows and wide steps, Levi stepped out without waking her. His movements were precise, practiced.

He made sure her head didn’t hit the roof of the car.

Then he carried her like a princess, her head gently tucked against his chest, one of her arms resting limply around his neck.

Inside the mansion, the halls were grand, and the atmosphere shifted the moment they stepped through the doors. People bowed their heads as Levi passed. Some couldn’t help but steal curious glances.

It was a sight to behold.

A tall, striking man with dark hair and a powerful build, carrying a small, sleeping girl like she was made of glass. The way his hands were wrapped around her waist, the way her body rested against his, the way he looked at her…

As though she were the most precious thing in the world.

Inside the mansion, the halls were grand, and the atmosphere shifted the moment they stepped through the doors. People bowed their heads as Levi passed. Some couldn’t help but steal curious glances.

Who was the girl?

They all knew the Alpha. He wasn’t known for messing around. He didn’t entertain women.

Not even the flirtatious ones who tried. The only women he was ever seen with were his mother, his younger sister, and sometimes Mirella, Raymond’s mate.

But this?

And then, as Levi turned a corner, the atmosphere shifted again.

Standing ahead of him, waiting with calm but expectant expressions, were three older men in long coats. Their presence radiated authority.

They were the Elders.

When Levi saw them standing ahead, he paused.

His expression didn't change much, it was still stoic and unreadable but there was something in his eyes. Something sharp yet quiet.

There were three of them.

The one in the middle stood slightly ahead of the others. He had a stern face, brown hair peppered with streaks of grey.

His presence demanded attention, not because he tried to take it but because he expected it.

All three bowed, the two on the sides bowed low, showing full respect.

The man in the middle?

He barely dipped his head.

More of a nod than a bow. A gesture that said, I’m doing this out of duty, not respect.

He lifted his eyes and met Levi's gaze directly.

"So you wandered into human territory, Alpha," he said.

His voice was smooth, but it carried a quiet edge. It was not openly hostile but filled with something unspoken. Disapproval, dustrust and maybe even resentment.

Levi held his gaze calmly, shifting Kaliya slightly in his arms to keep her resting comfortably.

"I had something to do," Levi replied.

The man's lips twitched just enough to form what looked like a bitter smirk.

"You know it's against the law," he said.

His tone wasn’t accusing, but it wasn't neutral either. It was like someone who didn’t like being reminded that this young Alpha had power he didn’t.

Still, Levi didn’t even flinch. He looked at the man coldly.

“I found my mate there,” Levi said calmly, his voice low but firm. “Exactly what I was looking for, that’s why I went.”

The man whose name was Sebastian, lips twitched again, but this time there was no smirk. Just a tightening at the corners, like he was holding back the urge to scoff.

“So then,” Sebastian said, “every wolf in the pack who hasn’t found a mate should wander off into human territory?”

Levi’s jaw flexed. “If they’ve searched every corner of this pack and all the other pack and waited for over five years? Then yes.”

That silenced the other elders.

Sebastian said nothing at first. His eyes dropped to the girl sleeping peacefully in Levi’s arms and his gaze sharpened.

“She doesn’t smell like a werewolf, Alpha.”

Sebastian’s expression darkened, storm clouds rolling behind his eyes. He held back his next words with visible effort as Levi turned his body slightly, already walking past him.

The tension lingered like smoke.

One of the other elders glanced at the third, unsure whether to speak.

But then the unspoken truth slipped out.

Sebastian, the man now watching Levi's back with a mixture of disdain and cold interest was not just any elder.

He was Levi’s uncle.

The older brother of the former Alpha.

And now, the lead elder of the pack.

A man who had once thought he would be Alpha.

But the title had passed to Levi.

Levi climbed the grand staircase in steady strides, Kaliyah still resting in his arms like a delicate flower.

She hadn’t stirred once, not even as they passed the gazes and whispers of pack members who had never seen their Alpha hold anyone so protectively.

When he reached the top floor, he pushed open the double doors to his room with a quiet nudge of his foot.

The room was massive, wrapped in a soft, masculine grey theme. The walls were ash-toned, the curtains a deeper storm shade.

A king-sized bed sat in the center, draped in plush bedding and layers of charcoal and silver sheets.

The air smelled like cedarwood and Levi’s cologne.

He walked over and gently laid her on the bed, adjusting her comfortably against the soft pillows. She looked so small there, curled slightly, her dark hair fanned over his pale sheets.

Levi pulled the thick, warm comforter over her body. For a moment, he simply looked at her, his fingers brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face.

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, letting it linger longer than it should.

Then he straightened, walked quietly to the door, and shut it with a soft click.

As he turned around, he saw them, Ray already standing, and Oliver just approaching from down the hall.