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Alpha, Not Luna (Part 2)- 29- Mackenzie's Question
Several Years LaterMeg “Mummy, can I ask you something? I promise it’s crucial.” Ah, another new word she discovered today. I smiled proudly. The four-year-old girl, with shiny coppery eyes- so much like her father's, looks up at me as we step onto the massive stoned pathway, to our house, where we live an everyday normal human mundane life. I encourage her probing, as I never had anyone to ask my million questions to, growing up. I vowed my child would never have a life like mine where just a stare alone could shut up the thoughts inside your head. I’d only just collected her from Marion, today’s scheduled parent for our kindergarten pickup and drop-offs. Mondays are my day, which was yesterday. “Kenzie, you can ask me anything, baby,” I assure her as we climb up the three steps and onto our porch. Our house is built very sleepy suburb-like. It is the dream home of every new couple who wishes to raise their kids in a happy safe environment. Clean air and amusement parks within
Alpha, Not Luna 30- My 'Dearest' Friend
Meg Most of my life- I dare say, I have been unhappy. I felt sort of numb and misplaced somewhat until Jax pulled me out of the frigid, cold waters, of the Mount White Stone River. The first thought that came to me was the little one in my tummy. Womb- I'd learnt this word when I joined the maternal clinical afterwards. I’d also learnt that you didn’t check babies by months while you carried them but by weeks. Forty weeks is each approximate calculation for the due date- which could go either way. But we aren’t talking about my pre-natal time, are we? The doctors told me that jumping into the water was nothing to fret over because I survived. His joke did not make me laugh as he had intended. Then he went on to adjust his glasses, telling me that a scarily large number of mothers go through a depression stage; either pre- or post-pregnancy when I had made a scene in the emergency ward about checking to see if my baby was still alive. He hadn’t known what I mean. I’d meant my trans
Alpha, Not Luna 31- Too Many Funerals
Alpha Soren To say I am in a bad mood is an understatement. My pack is weak. Not totally but weaker than how we used to be. Previously, we were known as one of the strongest packs, even though we weren't that massive in numbers. 9,273. Three funerals we’ve had already in the last month alone and today is the fourth. And in the past year; twenty-one. Someone is out to get us- or should I say- take us out. While I have my eyes on the newcomers, I cannot lay blame on them when I haven’t seen any movement by them that I would regard as suspicious. They seem to have adapted well into my pack. But looks can be deceiving, I know. Sterned face, I stare at the Mohagany casket- not coffin. I’ve been to so many funerals that I have learnt the difference between caskets and coffins. how about that? A casket usually implies a rectangular- four-sided container with a hinged lid, whereas coffins have six sides to them, wider at the shoulder part and tapers tinner to the feet area, with a remov
Alpha, Not Luna 32 – Make The Announcement
Alpha Soren “F*cking Christ!” I grumble when a sharp knock is heard on my door, almost deafening me. I know it’s most likely a regular knock but after a night of drinking...well you know the deal. It’s Will. He barges in, fresh looking considering how I feel at the moment and glares down at my foetal form on my bed. “This crap has got to stop, Soren. The pack is murmuring amongst themselves about their luna.” He got straight to the point. It’s too early in the morning for this... Logan is a bit groggy as well but at the mention of luna, he clears his mind. Of course, the pack is concerned about me. They might overthrow me if it were possible to form a rebellion or if anyone would challenge me for my alpha spot. An alpha without a luna at my age, twenty-eight, is almost unheard of. Sure, it happens but very rarely and most times it’s because the luna had died. In that scenario, it’s normal for an alpha to be without his moon mate and sometimes he would get a second chance
Alpha, Not Luna 33- Back Here
A/NFrom here onwards...I'm just typing and not checking grammar okay? I will circle back and finish the grammar later on.Meg Nervous. This is how I felt since we left home. Yes, home. Home is what I built with Jax, miles and miles away from here. Not this place that only brought me sorrow and pain. It makes me question why did I bring my daughter here. To get to meet know this jack*ss that didn’t deserve to know her at all. My heart beating faster, my stomach feeling a bit heated as my anxiety grew- more than it had in the past months with just thinking of returning. It's coupled with distress and loathing as well. We passed the huge iron bridge- the very same one, and my heartbeats steadied after. In earnest, one emotion, I lack is curiosity. I do not care to know about anything here, I noticed. The hybrids nor the environment. Jax drives slowly now and I gawk at the place that gave me nothing but misery for most of my existence, to allow me to admire the landscape he said wit
Alpha, Not Luna 34- A New Wolf
Meg Red sings her words and I grin just as the afternoon winds pick up my long loose hair and scatter it around my face. “This ought to do, yes?” I smile down at my pink and white sneakers that I never could have afforded while I lived here. My fitted stylish denim jeans and my sleeveless satin white top, which I could now afford because I worked damn hard to finish my courses to be able to get the secure a job so that I could now finance me and my child. And I didn’t plan on stopping there. Not to mention Jax and I playing house with me also meant bills were split, so more money to spend on things I never had or even dared to dream about in the past. My past provided me with no luxury, jewellery and only hand-me-downs. Forget luxury, that word is incorrect. I am way past the thinking of having a simple pair of shoes bought for me and only me, as a luxury. That is basic needs. Basic everyday needs that all children require to just be happy to be a teenage
Alpha, Not Luna 35- so...Not Rejected but Rejected?
Meg I ask, Red’s paw coming up to my long narrow face as I scoff. I what? Did being in the alpha’s presence affect me that badly? But why- I am not afraid of him...am I? Looking around me, I recognise my surroundings are dark and I am freezing. “Mackenzie!” I scan around me- it's different to where my clothing was- Suddenly I feel a shiver. Geez, I am freezing. My teeth rattle loudly and Red sucks in a breath, apologising. Huh, look at Red being all Shakespear and whatnot. My frantic state of mind is still patting done as I peer into the thick trees, aided by the dim moonlight.
Alpha, Not Luna 36- The One Where Megan Takes Us Back to the Discovery of Who She Truly Is
Meg The witch told me I should dive deeper into my memories and see what unsettled me so deeply that I pushed everyone away. How did my parents die, she had queried. Are they dead or is it just what I had been told? Where are my siblings and what about my extended family? Did I remember anyone else? Were they part of my pack? Yes, the witch knew of our existence. Jax’s mother said she had no idea how I came to the pack. She only knew me from the Omega house and only when I started school, she’d confessed sheepishly. Yeah, no wolf in their correct minds really hung around the omega house. And those who were there were there for a good reason and not to play or be friendly. Nobody paid attention to the child who fell over and cried, her knees scraped and bleeding. They did look but then they turned away, ignoring me. Not even coming to my aid when I screamed louder wondering in my tiny innocent mind, why wasn’t anybody coming to kiss my wound, like I’d seen other grown-ups do to other
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