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20- When Did My Feelings Switch Up On Me?
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Alpha, Not Luna 21- Varian, Rael and Malakar
Miles and miles away on the other side of the mountainThe old wolf, Rael, knew he was not alone anymore. His nose didn’t work like it used to, neither his eyes but his senses did and he could feel it in the air. The electricity, the stillness of it. His human, Varian, is almost too weak to think from starvation. At the edge of a desolate clearing stood a crooked figure draped in tattered robes, the wizard of dubious repute known as Malakar. Of course, they did not know he was a wizard but they could tell he was some sort of powerful. They’d only met the creature NEVER before. But the skinny frail-looking man with the thin long black and white somewhat lengthy beard was familiar to them, and though Rael was startled to come across the tatted cloak-wearing man, the wolf did not show it. At least he thinks he hid his emotions well. See, Rael and his human had been dreaming of the wizard weeks before. And he’d always pointed towards the waterfall- which is where they were right now.
Alpha, Not Luna 22- Meeting The Alpha
Meg “What do you want- omega?” Chris spits out at me, his mouth twisting in a snarl. Chris is a gamma, and his power gets to his fathead sometimes. No, he isn’t overweight, he’s just stupid. Gammas are in line for beta-ship so they hold power in their aura. Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta then omega in that order. A luna rules by the alpha’s side. The alpha holds the highest rank of all, and nobody questions his leadership. In some packs, some do try to take the leader roles and a fight to the death happens- most times the alpha wins and either kills the attempted mutineer or he disowns him from the pack as the act of defiance can never be forgiven. Exile is better than death. You will then be a rogue- a wolf without a pack. Defenceless as your family has the choice of leaving the pack with you and being out of the protection of their pack and alpha or they can choose to stay within the pack and sever ties with you. Beta is the next alpha chosen by the alpha himself. In
Alpha, Not Luna 23- The Fool
MegHe never did hit me, but I guess he still wants the pack members to think this way. I remain tranquil but something inside me dies. He prefers the pack think he beat me into submission, rather than what he actually did...what sort of injuries did they think he gave me that required me to stay away for weeks? Werewolves heal fast, even if my bones were broken, I would recover in a week, whereas a regular werewolf- mere hours. Unless they thought- a sickening emotion comes over me. Red acknowledges it as well. The pack was under the impression the alpha punished me daily- no weekly because I am omega. And they were okay with it? And even dared to poke fun at me just now? When the door closes behind the beta, he hisses quietly, “What the f*ck do you want? This?” He grabs at the front of his pants- the zipper area.This fool.Since I am used to his snake patterns by now, I grate out, “You despicable leach. You are so ashamed of me that you want them to think you abuse me, instead of
Alpha, Not Luna 24- A New Alpha
Meanwhile The wizard had done his homework. He’d seen the weak pack members dying throughout the years of exile. Their God or Goddess- whatever, didn’t seem to care much for them. They mostly descended into madness because their former alpha- yes, Varian here is not an alpha in any sense at all. He’d lost his power when he was thrown out of his pack. Varian and maybe hundreds of his followers were allowed to flee, safely. Malakar supposed they remained loyal to him, which is why they looked to Varian still as their leader. But the bond that once united them was shattered. Usually, they become feral and attack anything in sight- even their families. Starvation gnaws their sanity which would aid in driving them to do desperate self-destructive acts. Lacking the alpha’s stabilizing influence is what spirals them into turmoil and their sense of purpose. The pack would disintegrate into a frenzied chaotic mass, tearing itself apart from within until nothing remains but desolation. Usual
Alpha, Not Luna 25- Misery
A.N *Trigger warning- suicidal thoughts ahead. Meg Our alpha is my mate! I know it to be true just as the life growing inside me. I honestly do not think it is wishful thinking on my part as Blue puts it. But why don’t I feel this fierceness that everyone talks about? I just feel- disgust- for him- for me... Jax had asked me if I felt any type of joy at the sight of the alpha. My answer was no. “Hmm, well Juliet, had he really been your mate you would know because when you do the –er- stuff,” he made a motion of a circle with one hand and stuck his index finger from his other hand inside the centre. The understood sign for s*x. “You would feel the fulfilment. Like my mother said when the mate-bond was filled, for her and my father, nothing made sense and yet everything did. She would have given her life in a heartbeat for him- above all else. Even me. And my father for her.” His tone had gone quiet. “And when she lost my father, she almost died too. Do you feel that way?” I had
Alpha, Not Luna 26- It's a choice I made for the pack
Alpha Soren’s POV- finally eh... Logan was seething inside me and even though I had shut him off, he was so strong that I could still feel his edging. Cursing silently that I wish I could do it permanently. I could have felt his maniac trembling as if he was about to go over the edge and if he did, that then all shit’s gonna break loose. My wolf had nearly zero chill but it’s normal for my status as alpha. Before I was alpha, I did worry that he was too playful. My heart is burdened.I insulted my mate and sent her away quickly because I could not hold Logan back for much longer. But I am fuming myself and a little over an hour later, when he calls me a festering putrid pile of cow dung, I sent for Beth who was already downstairs.While we waited for her arrival, I gave him a lesson on the importance of cows and their waste to which he responded with more hateful and spiteful words. Both of us talking over each other, shouting inside my head, so loudly, that I gave myself a headache
Alpha, Not Luna 27- Long Nights
Alpha Soren When would this night end?Logan is pacing. Growling low and snarling. His body's tension is pissing me off. Ears flattened and eyes narrow and focused. Now and then his ears perk up.It was for the betterment of the pack, I tell him and his hackles raised.Gosh, I've had quite a few nights similar to this when Meg plagues my mind and I couldn't get sleep. They were rather long nights and sometimes my hands didn't work so I called in Beth and she eased me, but it only worked sometimes. Tonight it had not.I, as an alpha, an omega cannot be my mate. She would weaken the pack... My Luna is supposed to compliment me and our bond would make me stronger. This is how packs become strong. A weak wolf is a liability, and I cannot have that in my pack for it is the pack that would suffer. An omega carries no strengths. Logan, now thinks she is perfect for us but what does he know? He works on instinct and his instinct will not save the pack- he is primal. Kill everything in his
Alpha, Not Luna 28- Wishing The Night Never Ended
Alpha SorenLogan whines inside my head and I gritted my teeth, ignoring him. Moving my hand faster over my stiffness, I frown deeply a stifled moan through my clenched teeth as I replay what she feels like inside my mind. Her softness. Her folds- the little whimpers she makes. The warm water from the shower sprinkles over me and I wonder what taking Meg in here would feel like. With her face flattened against the tiled wall, one of her hands stretching out behind her, to my back, her long nails- she doesn’t have long nails, okay, her regular short nails- geez her hands then on my wet skin, a sign of encouragement as I pounded into her from behind. Her soft wet buttocks...I groan. My forehead presses against the wet tiles as my hand movements quicken. Ah- yes. Sweet release. I collapsed against the wet tiles and spilt my juices out, tears flowing down my eyes. Logan turns his head, shaking it. He thinks he is too full of class to stoop so low as to please
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