Bonded By Destiny

Chapter 7

**Ryker**

I leaned on a tree by the training grounds chatting abstractedly with my beta. My eyes swept methodically through the training grounds,  searching for Tamara.

The little witch affected me in ways ayond my understanding. Her limited  presence turned me into an horny dog. I couldn't even think properly whe...

'Alpha..' My beta called me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

'What is it Jayson. ' My irritation showed off. He was my closest friend after all. One of the reasons why he qualified to be my beta, well apart from the beta blood running in his system.

' Are you looking for someone? '

'What if I was? ' I snapped.

'Sappy doesn't look good on you my Alpha friend. ' Jayson drawled the words, smirking and enjoying the vexatious expression on my face.

Jayson and I had grown together, with his father being the beta and mine being the Alpha. We did almost everything together, including girls.

He was the brother that I never had and he always understood me. He never once saw me as the cold and ruthless Alpha the others said I was.

He respected that and understood that it was my duty to protect my pack. I totally became relaxed around him, I knew I could trust him.

'Motherfucking cow! ' He suddenly swore beside me, slapping my shoulder in the process.

'What the fuck dude! must you slap the hell on my shoulder? '

'Oh you are the Alpha, you could take more than a slap. '

'Jayson.' I warned.

'Alpha. ' I followed his index finger, my eyes landing to the object or rather the person he was pointing at.

My eyes itemized on the beauty who stood amidst the rest of the trainees, her stance emanating confidence. Her eyes searched the grounds, ignoring the whispers her presence attracted.

I could see why Jayson had sworn, and why the rest of unmated males couldn't blink.

Tamara wore a sexy high waist booty biker shorts. The soft black material highlighted her peach hips effectively.

The sports brallette she wore had a deep v neck on the front, with wide shoulder straps. The material had the two globes peeking from underneath and I couldn't help but wonder...Were they making work out bras like this nowadays?

Her eyes finally connected with mine and her lips stretched in a brief smile. So she was looking for me.

'Of course dude! you told her to avail herself here, remember? ' Jayson answered, making me look at him in question marks. I mean how did he know what I had been thinking about?

'What? ' He shrugged his shoulders.

'Not my problem you said it aloud. ' He answered my question.

'I didn't know the witch has such an attractive body. ' I practically glared at him.

'Not quite like that of my mate anyway. ' He ignored my glare.

'Of course you'd put your mate above everyone else. ' I pointed out.

'Because she's my mate. '

'This mate thing is soo overrated, now shut up and get to work. I want everyone taking this seriously. '

'Yes Alpha and Tamara is making her way towards you. ' He patted my shoulder and jogged towards the grounds.

What would it take to call off this training, summon her to my place and have my way...