Devon:The Beta's Double Trouble (2 page)

Then, the child born under the April constellation is an Ares. This child will be the one who will be the liaison between the humans and the Were. They will travel all over the world promoting the harmony that is needed for both races to co-exist. There were more shifter than just Werewolf, and making the decision to come out into the open was going to be difficult. It was going to have to be planned with all the communities.

After April is, of course, May, the Tarsus. This will be the spiritual adviser and historian of the Council. This Wolf will confer with the past notes, and make sure the Council is not making the same mistakes the previous Councils made. They will record our history as it happens, and make sure that everything was written and documented for future generations.

The child born in June is one of the most unique among the zodiacs, Gemini, the twins. They will be the only ones who share a month, and will share the seat on the Council. They will be the financial managers of the Pack. Because of the responsibility, and the task being so vast, this gift was given to two children. The current Council had amassed a great fortune, and the Denver Pack was extremely prosperous. They needed to build more room for the new members of both Packs as well as making sure that each member was taken care of. Quin and Jaden would never allow for any of their Pack to want for anything. It would take a team loaded with financial people to normally run the funds from a Pack. The twins were going to be in charge of the group.

The next child is born in July, a Cancer. They are the overseer of mates. Their gift allows them to see who is supposed to be mated, and who is not. They are also the protector of the mates, should anyone force a mating or abuse a mate, and they are the ones who will deal with it. It was not tolerated in the Denver Pack to hurt a mate. They had heard stories of other Packs that used their females as slaves, and refused to do anything like this. The overseer of mates for the Council would have a big job trying to clean up the mess in America. Quin and Jaden spent half of their time calling the Alphas from other Packs around, and reporting mate abuse that they heard about.

Devon was born in August. He is the Leo, the leader of the Enforcers of both the Denver Pack and the Council Pack, the leader of their army, a natural protector. Should he wish he could challenge Quin, of course he would never do that because he did not want the headache. He was perfectly happy being the Beta. Devon was going to be the leader of all the Betas. He would set up training for them and make sure that they were doing their job, as well as making sure the Enforcers were doing their job. He was like the military leader in the United States, the highest ranking General in the Were community. If there were a war with the Rogues, Devon would be leading it.

Next in line is Virgo, the child born in September. This will be the medical advisor. They will work with the human doctors to understand the physiology of the Were, and will be the trainer of the Were doctors. There were subtle differences in the makeup of Were's. The Denver Pack had a doctor, and he was a good one. Doc had been with Quin since he started this Pack, but there were too many shifters for the one man to help and know about, thus the need for a medical advisor.

The child born in October, Libra, will be the Pack builder. They will be in charge in the establishment of a new Pack and knowing what is going on in each of the Packs and report to the Council. Once the Council was officially moved to Denver, they were sure to be an influx of Packs starting in the United States. Many of the Packs in Europe had small Packs in the States but Quin knew that they would grow, and be much larger than they were now.

The next is the child born in November, the Scorpio. They are considered the oldest of souls and will be the consultant with the previous Council, use them as a resource, should the Council need them. There was much to be learned from humans, and other Were’s, and Quin wanted the old Council to be advisors, but they needed someone appointed to help with organizing them.

Finally, the child born in December, the Sagittarius, they will be the liaison between the other shifters and the Council. They knew there were other shifters, all with different hierarchies, and this person will be the go between for the groups. Devon had been surprised when he learned there were more species in the Americas than where he had grown up, and he had yet to meet any. Most of the shifter community kept hidden, even from fellow shifters. Once they became public, it would be a huge job to organize all the different communities. Quin mentioned that he would eventually like to have some of the other shifters on the Council as advisors.

Once Quin and the rest of the elders of the Denver Pack realized the new Council was going to be so important, they immediately started planning for the new people that would be arriving.

Currently, they only held four city blocks in the Denver area. The Alpha had already bought bordering blocks and was looking for someone to head erecting the new buildings. Devon recognized the names of a few of the Werewolf shifter families who bid on the job.

Chapter 1

“Really? I am sick and tired of being the only twenty five-year-old virgin in the Pack. Everyone else can have sex with whomever he or she wants, but not me. Poor little Casey, her mom died when she was young and her dad refuses to accept any male in his daughter’s life. Well I say, she is a grown up, damn it. I can make my own decisions,” Casey ranted to her best friend.

“How difficult could it be to find someone who would just fuck me? Take that back, obviously it is very hard since I have not found someone willing to do it.”

“Darlin’, I don’t think that is the problem.” Reggie said and shook his head. They had been best friends since the first time they met. She and her father had joined their Pack when she was only two. Her father moved them next door to Reggie’s parents and from the first time the little girl waddled over to him and pulled him to play in a mud puddle, they had been inseparable.

However, his mother was not happy about them making friends over a mud puddle and constantly over the last twenty years had pointed out how unsuited they were for each other.

Shit, as if they were going to get married or something. Casey may need to get laid, but she would never have sex with her best friend, they were more like brother and sister, it would be too creepy.

“Then, what? I know I am not the perfect girl who men dream of. I mean, I know my faults, but I do not have to have a bag over my head either. Crap, I really thought last night when that guy started to flirt with me that I was finally going to get rid of this thing that is dangling around my neck. Do you know what it is like to have everyone in the Pack know you are still a virgin?

Hell, I wouldn’t even want that responsibility, and I am the one who is trying to get rid of it!” Casey cried and continued to pace across her little living room. “It’s like I have a disease.”

“Listen, girl, you have to take the bull by the horns. You know that half the Pack already knows, because you have not been seen with a man, like ever. The rest suspect, and Gods know they are the ones who are making sure that all new men know. It is hard and a big responsibility for most men who want to fuck without finding their mates.” Reggie said. “Besides, have you seen how your father growls at anyone who comes near you? Most are scared to piss him off. Another thing I hate to tell you, your so called girlfriends help you out alot, when they see anyone even looking in your direction, one of the bitches step in. I don’t know why you insist on hanging out with them.”

“Why can’t you be my mate? Then you could just take care of it, and I would not have to worry about it. And, I hang out with them because guys pay attention to them. I see what they do, and laugh about it. I know I am nothing to look at, but for some reason I intimidate them, I use them as much as they use me. I make a great purse watcher at the bar. One of these days some wolf will look at them because of their beauty and see me, and he will not be able to take his eyes off me. Right?” Casey groaned. She knew her flaws. Men are worried about the virgin thing; too much emotional shit goes with taking a virgin. They also didn’t like the plus size that came along with her package. Let’s be honest, men think that most women who have a little extra padding are insecure, clingy, whiny bitches, which turn out to be crazy stalkers. They want a shallow, skinny slut, which would not expect them to call in the morning.

“Well, we can’t always have what we wish for, besides it would be like fucking my sister.” Reggie said, shaking in disgust and stood up. “We have the big Pack meeting tonight. Some big wig from another Pack is coming to talk to the Alpha, and we are supposed to greet him. I suggest you pull up your big girl panties, and try and make yourself irresistible. There will be a lot of single wolves out there tonight.”

Great, just what she needed, a mass rejection. Casey looked at the full-length mirror in her room and frowned. She was short and chunky. At least that is how she saw herself. Boring brown hair that hung to her shoulders and a cute round face, her best feature she thought was her eyes.

They were bright green, and huge. She was also blessed with long, thick eye lashes that people always commented on. She looked like the girl next door. No one would look twice at her when she was with any of her female friends. They always overlooked that 5’ 2’’ girl who tagged along with the Barbie look-alikes, but there was always hope. The only thing that gave her solace was the fact that none of them had found their mates, and so they could not rub it in her face that they had found bliss.

Casey had always dreamed she would find her mate. He would be the most gorgeous man. All of her friends would be jealous and for once, when they were talking and gossiping she would be able to join in the conversation, and tell them what a wonderful lover she had. Casey never felt like she fit into the chick scene, no matter how hard she tried, she just did not think that mani/pedi’s were important.

Casey turned and looked at her curves; she thought they made her look disproportionate. She at least could say she had boobs. When they were young, her friends had stuffed their bras in order to make it look like they were developing. Casey never had that problem, stuffing a D cup size would just be wrong. She could have, in order to make her proportionate to her big hips and rounded worn stilts, but she had no coordination, and would probably look like a bigger fool.

Some people may say she was fat, but she preferred the term voluptuous. With people visiting the Pack, it meant there would be more single men at the local bar. Casey looked at her wardrobe to find her best outfit to wear tonight. She hoped that maybe she would finally find a stranger to help her out.

Casey and her father moved to the South Carolina Pack when she was so young, she did not even remember where she lived before. She had the sass and accent of a southern woman, and most time men who were visiting liked it. So far, she had not had the opportunity to act on any attention that was shown to her. Most times her father showed up at the most inopportune times.

It was as if he had radar, when she even thought about picking up a man he showed up.

When she was young, she thought he had been the Beta of the Pack, but clearly, he had not wanted the job. He had been happy to raise his daughter, and make sure she was a virgin for the rest of her life. She once asked him where the hell he got all of his money. He had not worked a day in his life that she remembered, and they lived in a small cottage on the edge of the Pack.

He explained to her, that she had an inheritance from her mother, which let him to be home for her. It must have been some inheritance, since it sent her to college.

Sighing, she chose a flattering black dress. Her curves may not be her best assets, but when she wore this dress, it certainly showed them off. She hoped that someone would actually take notice. It clung to her breasts, and then flared out to hide the rest of her bulges. Being short and curvaceous was not always attractive. She wished for a few inches to add to her height, to make it all seem to even out, but then slumped when she thought even that would not help. Oh well, she had to play the cards that were dealt to her. Maybe her mate was going to be short and dumpy too. Casey giggled as she thought of them together like two little rollie pollies.

Casey wandered out into the living room where her father was sitting watching television. She watched him for a minute before speaking. He was tall and handsome, even at his age; she knew why her mother had fallen in love with him. Obviously, she had taken after her mother, because she looked nothing like the man who raised her. He stood at least six feet and was lean with muscles even though she never saw him working out. Black hair and a chiseled bone structure, she often wondered why she could not have gotten his bone makeup. Looking at the photo on the mantle of her mother, she smiled. She was just like her, a small and round woman who was laughing at the camera. Same mousey brown hair and same round face, Casey took comfort in it every time she looked in the mirror.

“Hey, baby girl. We have to be in the circle in an hour. The Alpha called and asked us to be on time.” Her father said and looked up and frowned. “Why are you dressed up? The meeting is not formal.”

“Dad, I happen to be going out after the meeting. I thought it would be nice to actually dress up a little. Reggie and the girls are all going to be there.” Casey said and leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.

Her father shook his head and grumbled about Reggie competing with her for eligible men being wrong. He loved her best friend, but sometimes had a hard time accepting that he was bi-sexual.

Reggie had a hard time when he came out a few years ago. It had not been a real surprise when her friend told her his preferences, but he had not had an easy time when the rest of the Pack heard he came out. His father and her father, being the wonderfully supportive people they were, had gone a long way to help with the understanding. He had still been harassed a lot by small-minded people, including his mother who still tried to set him up with only girls. It had become easier in the last few years as more and more wolves announced they were also bi-sexual. Being extremely sexual creatures it should not have been a surprise, but basic prejudices still reigned.