Not Just A Luna; I Am Alpha!

Chassy

The air was charged with a mix of anticipation and concern as I prepared to leave the Red Moon Pack with Jack for our visit to the Howlers Pack. Despite the excitement of checking on the squad’s progress, a shadow of worry crept into my thoughts, tethered to the fear that had been lingering in Xander’s mind.

As the Luna of the Red Moon Pack, I also felt the weight of responsibility pressing on Xander’s shoulders. His concerns about potential attacks from vampires and rogues at any time, especially in my absence, echoed in my mind. The delicate balance of peace that we strived to maintain within the pack seemed fragile, vulnerable to the whims of external threats.

With a furrowed brow, I couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that I might be leaving the pack exposed to danger. My instincts as an alpha, coupled with the bond I shared with Xander, intensified my apprehensions. The bond acted as an unspoken conduit for shared fears, and I couldn’t escape the echo of his concerns.

As we departed, my gaze lingered on the borders of the Red Moon Pack territory, making a silent vow to return swiftly. Jack was attuned to my emotions; in my peripheral view, I can see that he observed the subtle shift in my demeanor. “Something on your mind, Luna?” he asked, a mix of respect and concern etched across his features. I am an alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, but he preferred to call me Luna. Everyone in the Red Moon Pack does, and I don’t have a problem with that.

I exhaled slowly, and my breath was visible in the crisp air. “It’s just… Xander’s worried about potential attacks. I can’t shake off the feeling that we might return to find our pack facing a threat.”

Jack nodded understandingly, his expression serious. “We’ve fortified the defenses, and our warriors are vigilant. But I get it. Leaving the pack vulnerable, even for a short while, is a concern.”

The road ahead stretched out like an uncertain path, and the miles between the Red Moon Pack and the Howlers Pack seemed both endless and daunting. “I know how strong the pack is now, but because I feel like there’s something that Xander was not telling me, I couldn’t help but feel worried,” I replied.

“Maybe Alpha didn’t want you to worry.”

“And you know that’s absurd. He shouldn’t let himself burden us with all the problems we have. We are a pack, and no matter what, he has to tell us whatever it is that is keeping him worried. It was all over his face, and I felt frustrated that I couldn’t do anything to make him tell me everything.”

“As his friend, I know that he had this character who would try to solve things on his own. But rest assured that he will eventually tell you everything when the time comes or whenever it is necessary. He is not the type to put the pack at risk for his worry about the person he cares about, even if you’re his mate.” He said, “I suggest that you give him time, and I’m sure he will eventually tell you what’s on his mind.”

“I hope so. It was also the reason why I decided to leave the pack without him. I think he needed time alone to think about what was bothering him. Whether he would tell it to me or not. But I had a feeling that Limuel already knew about it.”

Luna, Please don’t get mad at him.”

“No, I am not,” I said I was trying to stop him from thinking that I was going to take it against Xander or his beta. “I am thankful that he had someone he was comfortable talking with. I’m sure Limuel will put some sense into him.”

“That’s what I believe too, Luna,” he agreed, and he continued driving.

Despite the worry that clung to me, I knew I had to focus on the task at hand. The squad needed guidance, and the alliance between the packs relied on our collective strength. As we rode toward the Howlers Pack, I resolved to quell the nagging anxiety within me, trusting in the resilience of my pack and the bonds we had forged.

I just hope that this journey will not give us another problem to face, but a solution to the impending war between us and the vampires. I didn’t want another untoward incident to think about. Silas and I had not talked for a long time after I called him out. He had not contacted me as well, and I had no idea what was going on at his end.

He is also my mate, and I admit that he holds an important place in my heart, just like Xander. Before, I asked the moon goddess to give me a mate who would be willing to stay by my side and protect me from all my bullies. I couldn’t imagine having two mates from different species. If someone told me before that I was going to have them as my mates, I would never believe it and would only laugh at anyone who told me that.

The mate bond between Silas and I was a complex tapestry woven with threads of desire, attraction, and an undeniable connection that defied the boundaries of our respective species. However, the intricacies of our bond also gave rise to conflicts that threatened to unravel the delicate harmony we sought.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

As the alpha of the Silver Moon Pack and Luna of the Red Moon Pack, I harbored a responsibility not only to my pack but also to the alliance I had forged with neighboring packs. Silas, on the other hand, stood at the helm of a powerful vampire coven, each member ingrained with centuries-old traditions and prejudices against us.

The conflict within the mate bond emerged from the clash between our worlds, each steeped in a history of animosity. Silas, though drawn to me with an intensity that mirrored my own, grappled with the expectations and judgments of his coven. The ancient vampire society, resistant to change, viewed a union with a Lycan as an affront to their long-standing beliefs.

I, too, faced challenges within my pack. They are conditioned by generations of rivalry with vampires, finding it difficult to accept a mate bond that defies the boundaries of our animosity. The whispers of dissent echoed in the shadows, creating a rift that tested my leadership and the unity I had painstakingly cultivated.

Our bond became a battlefield, not only of emotions but also of conflicting loyalties. Silas, torn between his desire for me and the expectations of his coven, I knew he found himself navigating treacherous waters. I, being caught in the crossfire between my love for Silas and the responsibility I bore as an alpha and Luna, grappled with the weight of my decisions.

The mate bond once envisioned as a source of strength, became a crucible where the fire of our love was tempered by the external pressures that sought to extinguish it. The whispered doubts of our respective communities, the disapproving glares, and the centuries-old wounds of our kind converged, threatening to snuff out the flame that flickered within the depths of our connection.

For some reason, I also know that the elders who knew about my bond with Silas didn’t like it and will never accept it as well. We tried to hide the truth from everyone because I also respected Sila’s decision to give him some time and talk to his coven. It was also because we didn’t want to have the traitors in Silas’s coven hold valuable information that would benefit them.

Yet, amidst the conflict, resilience emerged. Silas and I, recognizing the profundity of our bond, sought to bridge the chasm that separated our worlds. We will face the challenges head-on, confronting prejudices and defying expectations. Our commitment to breaking free from convention served as the fuel for our love, which became a lighthouse illuminating the way to a new era.

Amid conflict, the mate bond transformed from a source of discord to a catalyst for change. Silas and I will stand together with Xander, united against the currents that seek to tear us apart. The conflict, though formidable, became the crucible that forged a bond resistant to the pressures that once threatened to unravel it. I am ready for everything.