To be an Alpha by Natalia

No Fairytale

 Hello! Erm long time no see? Sorry, my life is hectic and I am battling with depression and family problems. I won’t bother you with details, but know I will not abandon writing, its just it is not always easy.

Anyway, I hope you will like this chapter. Sorry for the mistakes. It was written at night time with no light lol. Please let me know what you think if you feel like it. Thanks for reading and supporting my work. It means the world to me.

Take care of yourselves!

 Chapter 8

No Fairytale

Sesshomaru stared at the sky with a contemplative gaze. The night was calm, only the wind swayed his hair gently. He wondered if the wind knew the turmoil in his soul. A myriad of thoughts ran through his mind. Would his father be proud of him now? Would he acknowledge the cold son with pat him on the shoulder as he did his friends, because he took his brother and his mate as pack? Would he despise him more for not doing the impossible and help his kin? Would he laugh and tease him for stepping on his beliefs and acknowledge a mortal, human miko as Alpha bitch?

He chuckled mentally at Myoga’s reaction earlier when he admitted to Bakousenou that he finally had a pack. The magnolia youkai tree was the Clan’s and Family’s counselor, elder and Keeper of Secrets. Seshoumaru had to let him know that he created his pack and the members’ names should be inscribed into his roots where all the Clan history and secrets were kept.

When he appointed the miko Kagome as temporary Alpha bitch, the flea that witnessed the information, had fainted. Despite being a coward, which he often overplayed, Myoga was part of the counsel himself, so Sesshoumaru felt at ease sharing secrets. Myoga was his most trusted spy, a fact that no one, excluding Bakousenou knew. Pretending to be a foolish simple flea that trembled in the face of every event, Myoga was able to gain the needed information and transfer the required news in exactly the same way Sesshoumaru wanted them. No one suspected the cowardly youkai to be harmful or cunning.

Sesshoumaru sent the flea to his new pack to feel the soil so to say, and inspect Kagome’s reaction, after he woke up and ordered him to serve as situation relief. He knew Kagome was perceptive so Inuyasha will have difficulties with keeping his secret. His thoughts returned to his brother again, and a treacherous voice mocked the lack of ‘half-brother’ this time.

“Is there no way to patch the void into Inyasha’s soul?” he finally asked and Bakousenou sighed deeply:

“I am sorry Sesshoumaru, even if both your father and Inuyasha’s mother were alive to share their life force, so it would be identical to his own, it would still not be enough.” Taking a deep breath the wise creature continued: “If you try and give him your youki, mixed with life force, you would only get weaker and weaker and in the end it would not help, because the void in his soul is bottomless, so it would be like feeding a desert with a spoon.”

“Will Tenseiga not help?” asked the daiyoukai and the tree’s old face saddened even more.

“Tenseiga is a powerful sword, now with both your youki it became even more so, but you forget young Lord that even Tenseiga can’t help heal a soul and only heals the earthy shell. You have witnessed many times that the sword only returns a whole soul, not one that is dying. Only the Kamis have the power to salvage a soul and you young Lord are not a Kami,” answered the elder and Sessshooumaru closed his eyes. He felt regret that he only recently gained a brother only to lose him to death.

He and Inuyasha had a terrible history. There was so much bad blood between them that could fill a river. For many years jealousy and hate clawed at his soul and he made Inuyasha’s life hell. Now when they were finally able to put their difference aside…

“Your father would be proud of you,” murmured the tree and Sesshoumaru felt a pang in his chest. The pain that stood there and sharpened at every mention of his father lessened a little, only to be subsided by regret. That small pup that craved his father’s praise still hid in the recess of his soul.

“I am filled with regret mixed with happiness,” the tree’s old voice rasped with emotions and Sesshoumaru felt Bakusenous’s branches reaching toward him. A wooden comb with a Magnolia flower embraced by a crescent moon bloomed from the branch and Sesshoumaru took it in clawed fingers. “I am sad that your pack will surfer such loss only after recently being created, but happy that you brothers finally stand together. And happy that you won’t be alone afterwards.” Sesshoumaru looked at the comb in his hand and understood Bakusenou’s gesture. “This is a small token from me, for your new Alpha female, the flower will not wither and if infused with youki or reiki, the comb’s teeth will grow and sharpen.”

Sesshoumaru looked at his claws, the idea to infuse it with his poison and make the comb deadly born in his mind so he dripped a few drops on the edges. Kagome would need all the help she can get, knowing her penchant for troubles and villains that always seem to want to kidnap her. Even though most get swayed by her sweet character and help her in the end. At this though the corners of his mouth twitched in semblance of a smile, but a scowl morphed on his beautiful facade, remembering that almost always the villains become her friends and admirers. Take Kouga for example. He suddenly realized that he does not want to share his Alpha female, she needs to care only for her pack. Suddenly the wish to see his pack overwhelmed him and he started breathing more deeply. Was this the effect of having a pack? Was this the instinct of protectiveness and warmth normal? Was this why his father always told him that he would understand everything only when he will have his pack? Those feeling seemed to bloom in the depths of his soul and expand in his chest! Was this the feeling of wanting to protect his pack and be in their presence to bask in their scents and aura? Sesshoumaru put his hand on his chest, for the first time feeling his heart beating faster while he was not being in a fight or life or death situation.

“Go young Lord, be with your pack, this old tree will prepare everything for the ceremony of Initiation,” interrupted his musings Bakousenou, and Sesshoumaru raised his face and looked at the tree. “I will also let Myoga know to prepare everything for the Alpha-Beta duels, General Takahirou will be informed of the time and date. How many ‘individuals’ will take part in the Initiation?” coughed the old tree, well aware that his pack was of mixed breed.

“One hanyou, one miko as Alpha bitch, a human pup and a full blooded kitsune kit,” enumerated Sesshoumaru without a pause and Bakusenou felt the need to specify.

“General Takahirou?”

“This one will decide based on his performance in the duel, only Inuyasha carries a mark of intent,” he replied and knew that the old tree understood the unsaid message. He needed to see Takahirou’s reaction to his mixed pack, especially the Miko and Rin. He couldn’t have a human hating member. Even though he knew Takahirou since they were pups and he was his most trusted general, the young war lord wanted proof that Takahirou will accept his mixed pack with no reluctance. Nodding toward the tree he said: “Then this one will entrust the organization to you.”

the old tree nodded and suddenly his roots started to glow with a green light and expand, deepening into the soil. Squirrels and bird flew toward him in countless numbers. Sesshoumaru didn’t pay attention to Bakusenou’s network and even the Driads that transformed from young willowy trees didn’t sway his attention. Tucking the comb into his sleeve, the dog daiyoukai transformed into his orb and flew toward Edo.

“Inuyasha there’s no need to overreact,” he heard Kagome’s voice trying to placate a grumbling hanyou.

“Overreact my ass!” Inuyasha cried in indignation then the ears on his head dropped and he mumbled something which even Sesshoumaru didn’t understand.

“Inuyasha I don’t have youkai hearing,” tapped her foot the miko, crossing her arms on her chest in annoyance.

“I said he didn’t give me a position even though I am his brother but you, he appointed you Alpha female without pause,” the hanyou mumbled in a subdued voice and Sesshoumaru’s eyebrow rose. What was all that about?

“Oh my God! Inuyasha...” exclaimed the miko with the corners of her mouth twitching. “Are you… erm… are you perhaps jealous?”

The hanyou palled denying her words and shook his head vehemently. “What are you talking about? Who is jealous!? I am not jealous!”

“Are you sure?” asked Kagome and Inuyasha shook his head.

“You lie Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru decided to interfere, the knowledge that his brother craved to be acknowledged by him a boost to his ego. Inuyasha scowled but didn’t refute his words. “This one made the arrangements for the Alpha Beta duel, even this Sesshoumaru cannot go against tradition. Kagome though is the only female in our pack worthy of the title,” he explained and felt satisfaction when the miko’s cheeks bloomed in delight. Inuyasha scowled at him, locking his arms with a huff, but nodded his head in greetings at him and slightly tilted his chin.

“Welcome Sesshoumaru Onii Sama,” she bowed her head at him, showing a partch of the skin on her neck and Sesshoumaru felt something churning in his chest. The sense of belonging intensified.

“You are this one’s equal so you may address this one as such,” he bowed his head slightly at her. The miko tensed, her eyebrows scrunching in thinking and bit her lower lip nervously.

“Sesshoumaru Onii san… or Sesshoumaru dono?” she asked unsure and he nodded his head in acceptance.

“At the moment you are the only one from our pack who can address this one simply by name, the other person is this one’s dame,” he informed her and caught the changing emotions on her face.

“Your mother, erm right,” she nodded her head biting her lips furiously and Sesshoumaru chuckled.

“Do not worry yourself, she does not eat humans...” he said and looked into her relieved face, but felt the sudden need to tease so he added: “In the last hundred of years.”

“Kagome don’t pay attention to him, his mom only hated my mom,” Inuyasha said taking her hands in his and threw him a dirty glare. “You she will love.”

“Prepare to leave in three days, this one will send the servants and carriages to help you move your belongings,” he ordered Inuyasha who suddenly stood at attention and nodded. The miko’s face saddened and the youkai lord felt the sudden need to alleviate her worries. He knew how much heartache waited for her in the future, for her life was not a fairy tale despite her being the worthies of a happy ending, so he wanted for her to be happy and content as long as possible. He took the comb from his sleeve and pressed it into her hands awkwardly. “This is to show your status and protect you in case of danger,” he explained in a hurry and showed her how to infuse her reiky into the comb. “This one also infused it with his poison so be careful how you wield it,” he continued but then furrowed his brows. “You will have to take a daily dose of poison to grow immune to it.”

Kagome stood flabbergasted holding the precious comb into her shaking hands. “It’s beautiful, thank you,” she whispered softly touching the crescent with delicate fingers across the opalescent coldness. She didn’t know what material this was, perhaps moon stone, but the flower that donned the warm wood was alive as well.

“Seshoumaru how do you say thank you in a pack?” she asked softly, deeply touched by his gesture and wanting to return the warmth she felt. Inuyasha wiggled his eyebrows pointing at his chin and Kagome became red as apple in the autumn. Taking a careful step toward Sesshoumaru, she raised on her tiptoes, the corner of her eyes inspecting Inuyasha’s reaction. After all she knew about his jealousy, but he was calm as a Boa serpent. Reaching toward Sesshoumaru’s chin, she kissed the edge softly.

“Thank you Alpha Sesshoumaru.”

 

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