The frozen alpha

The frozen alpha

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Introduction

A strange body of a man is found, frozen in ice and is been examined by special scientists... Rona takes the lead in finding out what caused the chemical frost, all to find out that he is mated to the frozen alpha written in tales.

Chapter 1

The thunderstorm triggered my veins and I woke up with a smile because I knew that I will belong to someone today as a rogue and an Alpha to be.

Everyone prays and wishes to have a mate but that's not what I actually want because I only have fantasies to fuck or get fucked by a dude.

Yes, I am a dude and I am only interested in guys because I have always been gay but it's been difficult to freely express myself.

I don't want to have a mate, mates are too possessive and at some point, reject their partners, just like what happened to the few matched up mates that never worked out.

The moon day is at hand and on that day, everyone will be at the meeting chambers, Including the alpha to pray to the moon god.

It was said that on this day, all wishes will be granted and renewal of everything will be given to the pack too and then heat will start.

Being a doctor that the country respects and a royal Rogue, I feel fulfilled in life but my mum, Mona keeps saying that I am not yet fulfilled until I have met my mate.

She doesn't know how much I crave to be banged by a man.

Her own son.

My phone began to ring and I picked it up, answering it and unable to address the person by his name but could recognize the voice that I had heard over the phone.

It was Daniel, my colleague at work, I have been crushing on him and making plays such as getting to tap his dick area sometimes to help alert the big head but he is too dumb or probably too straight.

But I have seen gay pictures in his phone most times and we are both newbies since we just graduated and are now on official duty.

Why is he so slow!

"Me, please we need you in the office as fast as possible. This morning, we found a body frozen in ice and it's understudied as the ice isn't melting," he said to me and that sets me into a science mode.

I needed to see it.

"I'm coming right now!" I replied to him and he cut the call after replying to me with an okay sexily.

I dressed up as I had already taken my bath and rushed downstairs just to see my Mona. My mum is staring at me with a smile.

"My little wolf of yesterday has become a working-class research scientist," she says with her motherly caring voice as she smiled at me with her scattered brownish black hair that looked like mine.

I hugged her and she pecked me.

"You'd finally found your mate today... And all will be well at last" she says to me in calmness but with excitement in her reaction, that was supposed to make me happy.

"What do you mean mum?" I was surprised at her words.

I read the meaning of words.

I am afraid to have a mate.

It's kind of scary since I'm a virgin and have never tried making out with anyone at all.

A partner- less Gay dude.

"Okay, let me not delay you, it’s time to head to the office," my mum says to me as she sips on her coffee exhaling out with her eyes carrying information she won't spill.

I walked out and got into my car, heading there, just for me to reach and be flooded with other colleagues who knew that chemical reactions are where I expertise.

I was soon in the chambers staring at what seemed like an enormous ice block with my colleagues surrounding the ice enormous block with their hot bodies.

Damn! These guys were sexy.

I reached closer to It only to be shocked at what I could see in the ice... Sexiness in real life definition.

There is a bare-chested handsome light chocolate man in the ice and I can even see his dick bulge.

I got hard immediately but who will know what's going on in my shorts?

Nobody... Ha!

"It is a chemical frost," I said after examining the Ice.

"But if it's just a frost then how come isn't it melting?" Daniel asked me and I requested for an advanced lighter, of which was given to me as I requested for it on time.

I would say.

I turned it on with fire burning over the ice.

But then it was not melting.

The dude in it is so hot that ice can't melt near him.

"This is why it is not melting, the chemical involved in the frost reaction can't be neutralized by fire so what I'd request to be done is by weight hit." I said to him and all the others nodded in agreement.

Since we believed the chocolate looking man in the ice was already dead.

The ice was taken outside to be hit lightly so that at least a crack would appear of which we can get pieces to study more about the chemicals that had caused the frost to happen over the body.

After that was done, it was brought out of the hit machine just to discover that no matter how hard the hit was, it would not crack at all.

So, we decided to perform the boiling process of which It still did not work at all.

I could see a tiring feeling over my colleagues that were assisting me.

They were giving up but not me as of now.

Taking the handsome cute guy out of the ice was something that could not be done, no matter the knowledge we had applied.

"I'd be heading home." Daniel says to me as he pulls off his white experiment gown heading out with his bag.

"Me too." The remaining sexy four guys said the same thing dismissing themselves as well with their white suits all tucked between their arms.

"Really guys?" I said to them and they turned to look at me.

"We have tried our best, no other chemical reacts with it, I think that should be kept in the museum or something." one of them said to me after signing like she was annoyed or frustrated.

"I get that it has natural properties, since it's really cold but what can we do? Fuck it?" Daniel asked and they all replied with... "Nope!"

Fuck that was harsh!

Was that directly said to me?

I felt a bit cold with my judgmental thoughts.

Then they turned and left.

"They have to be some sort of cause of this frost! and I am going to find it out" I said to myself as I looked at his chocolate body in the ice.

He had a pumped-up chest with hard abs that were sectioned on their own and his trousers pumped up with his... Wait... Was I just lost staring at him for a moment there?

Hmm, bad me.

"Yeah, you were, he's even dead, what a waste of handsomeness." my wolf said to me and I chuckled as surely, it was a waste of a capable man.

"He's so handsome! the kind of guy that I like but as you said, he's dead, the perfect ones are always never available and he is probably not even like me who loves guys" I said to my wolf smiling as I stared at his abs.

"I have to head home now since my birthday party is about to start. If I am not there, I might never get to see my possessive mate... I wonder how the girl will be?" I said to myself, frowning as I started to pack my things.

I was soon ready after I had closed the enormous ice block with a plastic leather cover and then... I picked up my earpiece staring up at the sky, just to see the half-moon shining with its beauty.

I walked over to where he was just for something to smell so irresistible that I moved closer to his body to get more of it.

It was our mating bond.

It's impossible!

He can't be my mate!

It doesn't make sense!

How can I have a male mate?

I'm a dude!

But how is it possible?

He's dead and he's frozen.

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