My father motioned for Aiden's father, Raphael, to speak, and what he said irritated the bubble inside me.
"We need to make Harper the alpha of the pack."I didn't know where he got this stupid idea in the first place. I know that he knew that to become an alpha, I needed to have my Luna with me. He also knew that Zara wasn't with me right now, so there was no way I could get the alpha position right now. It was basic werewolf knowledge and not some rocket science shit.
My father scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. His pale face looked tired and withered and I hated to see him like that. Fragile in a hospital bed. But I also knew that I couldn't do anything about it. I was powerless here. Dad's healing was dependent on his willpower and his wolf's strength. I just hoped that it was enough to get my father in shape as soon as possible because I had a feeling these rogues were not going to rest for a long time. They had done considerable damage to the pack infrastructure and werewolf life, but the high-ranking wolves were still standing.
"But that's not possible. I can't pass down the alpha position to Harper because his mate is not here." My dad voiced the thoughts I had in my mind.
All eyes were trained on Raphael, who would soon stop being summoned into these pack meetings because by then, Aiden and Samantha would have taken full reigns. I desperately waited for that time. Hopefully, by that time, I would get the aloha position, with Zara, my fated mate, by my side.
"We can do it either way. We can have Harper's alpha ceremony without his fated mate." He had the balls to continue voicing his opinions.
My wolf growled in my head and wanted to tear his throat apart. How dare he say something like that! How dare he even hint at the possibility of me becoming alpha without Zara as my mate! The thought of having another female stand beside me, sharing blood and vowing to protect the pack was too much to bear.
My wolf suddenly took control of my body, feeling threatened by this man, who had known me my entire life, and was now suggesting I forget Zara and have another female as my Luna. Never going to happen, buddy!
My wolf forcefully pushed me to the back of my body and took over the reins of my body. I leaped from my seat in the small hospital room and punched the old beta in the face. He must have seen me coming but he chose not to do anything, to not respond or defend in any way, which was a good decision on his part.
I had put much power in my punch and it was no surprise that he fell from the measly plastic chair, provided to us by the hospital so that we could carry on our meeting. Everyone gasped at my sudden attack but my wolf was too far gone to take any notice.
From the back of my mind, I registered that Aiden's mom, Lily, was screaming and shouting at me to let go of her mate. If it had been me, who was in control, I probably would have. But this was my wolf, controlled by primal desires, who was deeply insulted that his beta had the nerve to propose such an idea. To become the alpha without my mate, without Zara!
My wolf was furious that someone had the indecency to even suggest this. I pulled the old man from the ground by hooking my fists into his collar. His cheek was already red and swelling up because of the force of my punch but my wolf didn't seem to care. He wanted the blood of the man who hinted at letting go of our mate.
I pulled my hand back and landed another punch on the man. He staggered back, lost his balance, and landed in a heap on the floor. I moved forward to land another couple of punches on him when two strong arms pulled me from behind.
My wolf resisted the person who was trying to hold me back and tried again to butcher the slumped man in front of me.
"Harper, Harper. Easy, man. That's my father." Aiden's voice sounded close to me and I realized that he was the one who was trying to hold me back. Of course, it was him. Apart from him, nobody else could hold me back.Aiden's voice made me fight my wolf and I fought him to regain control of my body. My wolf was in a murderous rage, and any decision he would make now, he would regret later.
I fought my wolf pushed him to the back of my mind and regained control of my body. My eyes must have shown that I was back in control because Aiden's father relaxed and so did Aiden's arms around me.
I jerked my shoulders to tell Aiden that I wasn't going to hurt anyone anymore and he stepped back, giving me my space. I held out my hand to the man, who I had known my whole life and who was like a second father to me. He spat blood on the ground, took my hand, and helped himself up from the ground.
"I'm sorry. My wolf took control of me." I apologized and took my seat again.
Raphael grunted in response, took his seat, and wiped the blood off his face. His mate immediately took hold of his face and observed the damage my crazy ass would have done to him.
Silence reigned in the room for a few seconds where everyone was studying everyone and waiting for someone to speak up.
"He is right, you know. We could make Harper the alpha, with a chosen mate. The best thing about it was that it wouldn't be permanent, if both the parties agreed. The pack would have a new leader and it will be stronger than it is now. It will give us the boost to face off our enemies, fight with me, and finish them off." Lily advised, voicing out her opinions.It was true. I guess it was another loophole in the werewolf world, and maybe the moon goddess had created it to solve fucked-up situation like mine. If under any condition, any alpha had to take over his pack and he hadn't found his mate, he could pick out a chosen Luna. Most of the werewolves wanted to wait for their mates but sometimes circumstances demanded immediate transfer of power, landing the pack in danger and making the alphas helpless. So, if an unmarked alpha were to perform the alpha ceremony with a chosen and un-mated female, they could break the bond in the future if they so wished.
In my case, if I were to be the alpha of my pack without Zara by my side, I would have to pick a female, who hadn't found her mate yet or was mate less. We would perform the alpha ceremony, and become the alpha, and Luna and the pack would experience a surge of energy to facilitate the change in authority and power. After the ceremony, a bond forms between the alpha and Luna, so there will be a bond between me and my chosen Luna. It need not necessarily be a bond of sexual attraction. Then, if in the future, the aloha or Luna wanted to dissolve the bond between them and the pack, they could do so. The only thing that could undo or reverse the ceremony was the mate bond. In my case, if my chosen Luna found her fated mate, accepted him, and marked him, her bond with me would break and her position as the Luna would dissolve. All her Luna tendencies would dissolve and I would be left as the alpha of the pack without a Luna, while my Luna would be a normal pack member, with her fated mate.
This method was risky, however, because of many reasons. Firstly, as the alphas have always been male, he got to choose who his Luna would be. Sometimes, the chosen Luna would become power-hungry and refuse to leave her Luna position. The Luna would reject their mates and choose to stay with the alphas. Sometimes, the alphas would do the same, reject their fated mates, and choose to stay with Luna. Apart from power-hungry she-wolves, there was also the immediate bond formed between the alpha and Luna. It pushed the two people together and they felt things that they didn't before. These feelings caused great concern in the fated mates, because they became insecure and jealous, which they had every right to be. This created great rifts between mates and the pack and caused great unease within the pack.
So, if I would choose a Luna, I would immediately feel a bond form between us. This bond was to facilitate the ascension of power of two individuals so that they could get used to rule the pack. Because of this bond, my chosen Luna might now want to give up her Luna position, even after she found her mate.
If she did find her mate, accept him, and mark him and get marked by him, there would be a lingering bond between us, which could be a cause of concern for my mate, Zara, and her mate.
It was all so complicated and all so risky, that this way was never really used, until and unless there was an emergency attack by rogues or neighboring packs or there was a sudden death of the reigning alpha and the Luna.
Apart from all the already mentioned reasons, I could never do this ceremony with a chosen mate. This ceremony without Zara felt like an act of betrayal and I wasn't going to put strain on our already strained mate bond. Our mate bond was fragile and I didn't want to do anything that could further complicate things between us.
I calmly took a deep breath and sat down on my designated seat in the hospital room. My wolf was restless and desperately wanted to go out for a run, to ward off the uneasiness and nervousness from this suggestion.
"Harper already has a mate and it's Zara. He won't be participating in the alpha ceremony without her and that's final." Dad said and a huge amount of tension left my body as I took in his words.
I watched him turn his gaze around the room as if daring anyone to argue with him or try to convince him otherwise.
Dad's eyes landed on me and softened for a bit. I nodded at him in thanks and he returned the nod by giving me a small tilt of his head. But that was all I needed. I didn't need to step up right now and take over the position of the alpha with a chosen Luna. I was safe. For now, both I and my wolf relaxed.
~ Harper’s POV ~I snuggled deep into the duvet, grateful for the short amount of sleep I was getting at the moment. With everything happening with Zara, my dad, the pack, Katelyn, and the rogues, I have been on my toes for the longest time. Any little rest I could get, I was going to take it. No questions asked.My wolf felt relaxed too, as the faint smell of Zara surrounded us. My wolf took a deep whiff of her scent, hoping to wrap it around himself permanently. I shifted and turned my body around in sleep. I was stuck in the sweet limbo between sleep and conscious awakening. It was a sweet place to be.Last night, after my father had woken up and after the blasted meeting, I had let my wolf let off some steam. He had run for hours and was still surprisingly still feeling restless and ready to fight. I wasn't surprised when he had come to stop at the familiar house, after exhausting his muscles. I had resisted going to Zara's house to sleep for some time now. I had my reasons, one
~ Harper’s POV ~I needed to see my father immediately after getting the grave news of the murder of three innocent children. The incident was creeping into my conscience and was making me and my wolf feel reckless, vengeful, and guilty at the same time. So, that's exactly what I did.I walked over to the hospital and got my daily dose of coffee before mustering up enough courage to read the news to him. I knew the news would hit him hard. As an alpha, it was his job to take care of the people in the pack, as well as the people of the town. And to fail so miserably at the heavy task was a blow to one's confidence. I gave myself a mental pep talk before entering my dad's room. Mom and Katelyn had gone to the pack house to get fresh and change into new clothes. In all this drama, I didn't get enough time with my baby sister and I wanted to change that but there was no way in hell I could sit around while a dangerous enemy was looming in the background.I walked inside the room to find
~ Harper’s POV ~I took a deep breath as I contemplated the situation before knocking on the door. I knew what I had to do but that didn't make it any easier. My wolf was restless at the back of my mind, unable to sit still, but even he agreed that this needed to be done. This step was necessary because there was so much resting on my decisions.Before I could overthink everything and convince myself to walk away, I rang the doorbell of the mansion-style home of one of our esteemed warriors. I knew that both he and his wife were busy tracking the rogues, so there would be only one person in the home who I needed to talk to.I heard footsteps on the other side of the door and braved myself to face my problems head-on. Giving myself a mental pep talk didn't make it any easier to face Natalie.She was surprised to see me standing on her doorstep but the clever girl didn't say anything and stepped aside to let me enter.I entered her home and walked inside to sit on one of the couches in
~ Harper’s POV ~I wasn't averse to Natalie's condition. I was kind of surprised that she had thought of it but she had and I was glad she did. We knew that Zara had blocked all of our numbers, but still, we tried to reach her via our number. I called her twice, and so did Samantha, Natalie, Aiden, and my dad. We didn't get any answer from any of them, not that I was surprised. Zara had ignored our existence to start afresh.But we didn't stop there. We got several burner phones and tried her number at different times. All of us tried to reach her in any way we could. We even sent emails, even though we knew she didn't check them regularly. I asked Aiden to swipe the phones of Zara's brother and mother, hoping at least she would answer them. We kept calling till their batteries died but we didn't get any answer from any of them. Did she drop off the face of the earth? We were running out of time because rogues never stood in one place. We had to attack them as soon as possible befor
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I had to repeat the words over and over again in my head. I was standing on the precipice of the backyard, with Ethan standing behind me. I was back home, after so many months, and my timing was impeccable. I had just walked in on the alpha ceremony. Harper's Alpha ceremony. He was standing on the stage, his blood mixing with the blood of my best friend, Natalie. Who was now his Luna? In addition to being the mother of his child. So, Natalie, who was my best friend, was now pregnant with my mate's child and was also his Luna. My brain was processing what I was seeing and what it all meant. I knew that the pack was having rogue problems. Some serious rogue problems. This would explain why Harper had to become the alpha, considering the fact Harper's dad was seriously wounded. The pack in a crisis needed an alpha. I knew that. Everyone knew that. Then why did it pain me to see Harper on the stage with someone else beside him, taking the oath I w
I opened my eyes slowly and blinked them rapidly to ward off any residual sleepiness. When I had rested my head on the pillow of MY bed, which somehow mysteriously smelt of Harper and did an amazing job of relaxing me, I had planned to doze off for a few hours because sleep was the best damn cure for anxiety and all the confusing jumble of emotions I had been feeling. What I hadn't expected was to excel in that motive because when I looked out the blinded window of my room, the sky had an orange glow, which either meant that I had woken up in the evening or slept straight through the night and into the morning light. I wasn't sure which and didn't know what it said about me. I groaned out loud as my cranked-up muscles came back to life. The magical beauty sleep had done the job and I was feeling well rested and relaxed. I still wasn't sure how I felt about Harper's alpha ceremony, but I wasn't having an emotional breakdown either. Which was good, all things considered.I picked up m
~ Harper’s POV ~ One minute I was standing on the stage, overcome with pride and satisfaction that this day had finally come. I was the alpha of the pack. I was perusing the crowd. My pack. It was my duty to take care of them now, to protect them and provide for them. As an alpha, I would have to put the pack before myself, if the circumstances demanded it. I was the sole person responsible for the well-being of these people. My people. The feeling was overwhelming. This moment, which I had waited for so long. My gaze swept over the crowd, who had bowed down, to pay their respects to me, their alpha. Not future alpha, but the alpha.My eyes moved over the crowd and landed on two figures standing by themselves, by the doors of the backyard. I did a double-take when I realized who this person was. My eyes had landed on Zara, who was staring at me, standing at my home. For so many moments, I could just stare at her, doubtful if she was a figment of my imagination, or if she was there.
I sighed in despair as every other person in the house, with a normal sleep-wake routine, retired for the night. First, my parents turned off their lights, then my brother Cody, and then, finally, Ethan went to sleep. Leaving me wide awake in my room.I had slept till sundown so there was no way I would be able to go to sleep anytime soon, even if it was nearly 1 in the night. I felt like a nocturnal animal, sleeping during the day, and staying up at night. I huffed as I sat on my bed, leaning against my headboard, no idea what to do now. I picked up my phone from the nightstand and opened up my call logs, which revealed the many calls that had come through Mom's and Cody's phones. I asked both of them, about their reason for calling me so many times. I wondered if there was something urgent, they wanted to tell me, or something good. Both of them looked confused when I mentioned the missed calls and they denied calling me in the last couple of days. Both of them showed me the call l
Bonus Chapter: Natalie's POVI knew something was wrong when I didn't get my period for two months. I never had a smooth cycle so I wasn't troubled when they didn't happen the first time but their absence in the second consecutive month got me worried. My body had undergone certain changes I knew weren't normal and I was worrying myself to death, thinking about some kind of deadly disease that would kill me in a few months. Even though I knew that my immunity system was way better than a normal human's, I couldn't help but entertain such thoughts. I didn't tell anyone of my concerns as I didn't want anyone to worry because of my baseless concerns. Nonetheless, I booked the first possible appointment with the pack gynaecologist. I had prepared myself for everything, a tumour in my ovary, internal hemorrhaging of my uterus that would result in an immediate hysterectomy, or even breast cancer which would again lead to a complete mammectomy. But as I sat in front of the doctor and she ex
Bonus Chapter: Ethan's POVWhen you grow up as a werewolf, all you ever hear is the word 'mate', because people around you can't stop talking about them. Some elders talk about mates with a dazed but happy look in their eyes and you can easily tell how much they love their mates. When young people talked to mates, you could practically feel their longing and the love they had for their mates. When teenagers talk about mates, you can feel their desperation to find their mates and be one with them. Rejections in my pack were extremely rare and every werewolf lived happily ever after with their fated mates. There were no doubts, no questions asked because your mate could be the exact fit of your soul, your second half, and the one who you are supposed to live as long as you live. Growing up and watching my parents and pack members, this is all I had watched and learned, that a mate was for you to love, hold and protect till the end of your days. When you're brought up like that, the ide
EPILOGUE 3: HARPER'S POV (TEN YEARS LATER)It was three years ago when Mason was first teased by a classmate about the unusual arrangement of his parents. I had always known that as he was growing up, he became especially attuned to the fact that the way his family lived wasn't exactly normal by usual standards. There were so many unusual factors that they were bound to seem different to him and I wasn't exactly prepared for how Mason was coping with how different his family seemed to be from any other family in the pack. As the future alpha, it was essential to be a part of the pack because other people were often intimidated by the power you had and by the power you would have in the future. My father always taught me to be a part of the pack but always remember that you could never essentially be a part of the pack. And this is exactly what I had taught Mason to do; I had asked him to play with all the other wolf kids but always remember that in the future, he will be responsible
Epilogue 2: Zara's POVI could feel everyone's eyes on me, which instantly made me nervous. I hated feeling this way but I wasn't sure I could help it. I hated being the centre of attention and walking down an aisle and standing in front of all the pack members to take part in the Luna ceremony was exactly that, being the centre of attention. Harper had told me that since I was the true luna of the pack, the ceremony would be a little different and I wasn't sure how that would affect me as I hadn't exactly attended Natalie's ceremony. I weakly smiled at all the pack members assembled in the pack grounds and started walking down the aisle towards the raised stage at the front of the pack. I was barefoot to pay homage to the natural aspect of the pack and to respect the raw nature of the wolves. The grass was soft beneath my feet and I immediately compared the softness to the grass in the spirit world where I used to meet the moon goddess. Harper had instructed me to not look around an
Epilogue: Zara's POVA blush immediately coated my cheeks as I slowly woke up from my deep slumber. The bed felt too cosy and I couldn't help but snuggle against Harper's body. His amazing body heat and the tingles that danced all over my skin whenever we touched made me let out a deep, sleepy moan. I felt Harper stir beside me and felt his arm settle on my bare hip, eliciting a heady warmth to settle deep in my belly. His thumb gently caressed my hip bone and I moved closer to him, determined to have as much skin contact as possible and leave no space between us. Harper's scent surrounded me, which brought an involuntary sleepy smile to my face. Even with my eyes closed, I could picture Harper's slightly upturned nose as he slept. It was too hard to resist his adorable expressions so most of the time, I didn't even try. My head rested on his shoulder and my face settled in the crook of his neck. Without needing to open my eyes, I leaned forward and planted an open-mouthed kiss on Ha
I thought about it for so many months, because the act of being marked by Harper seemed final. It felt like a full stop and in a way, it was final, an end. I knew the meaning of being marked even before I had decided to go away when I had learned of Natalie's pregnancy. I had asked him to mark me so many months ago and he had refused. It seemed so long ago, Aiden's birthday party when he found out that Samantha was his mate. So much has happened since then, things that have made me value the most precious things in life, let go of grudges, and the importance of relationships. After all, I have been through, I believe I have grown as a person. Not just me either, I know that all of us, Harper, Natalie, Samantha, and Aiden have grown up and matured in a way that most eighteen-year-olds don't. Well, Natalie is nineteen years old and so is Harper, as of today. So, I want to stress the fact that the decision to mate with Harper wasn't a light one even though I know most people wouldn't s
I think what the moon goddess said somehow helped me get over Ethan's death. I was still wrung and grieving about him for weeks, don't get me wrong but thinking about how must be at peace somehow made it easy to bear his loss. If I were to believe the goddess' words, Ethan wasn't happy in his life and was lost because he had no apparent purpose. I like to think that he got the release he so desperately wanted and needed. Even after knowing all this, I still couldn't cope with the fact that I won't be seeing him every day. He had been my source of comfort and strength for so long, he was someone I could lean on. He had begun to understand me in ways I'd never thought possible. And his absence felt left like a big void and I wasn't sure I could fill it. I didn't know if it was possible to fill it. When Harper told me that Ethan wouldn't be getting a funeral like the pack members because he was a rogue, I had been so infuriated. I knew that what Harper was saying was a part of who he w
~ Harper’s POV~"You do realize that to break the bond between us, either one of us will have to complete the mating process and mark our mates," I remarked and watched as Natalie nodded her head in acknowledgment. We had just gotten back after performing the final rites of the pack warriors who had lost their lives from the battle with the rogues. Needless to say, we needed some time to regain our bearings before we mingled with the rest of the world. I had done it before when my father was fighting for his life and I still found it jarring to my being, to perform the final rites of the werewolves who lose their lives. I couldn't imagine how Natalie must be feeling as it was her first time dealing with this ceremony. And hopefully, the last time. "I know," she said and we didn't speak for a few moments. I sincerely hoped that it would get easier with time, performing this ritual. It certainly hurt more when I knew that the pack members were paying for the mistakes my father committe
When I came to my senses, I immediately knew that Harper wasn't in the bed with me. I had lost consciousness when I was engulfed in his body heat, with his arms wrapped around me. The loss of his presence was so pronounced that I didn't want to open my eyes. It felt like he was the only reason I wasn't emotionally breaking down right now. A very big part of me wanted to be near him right now and the fact that he wasn't here with me disappointed me a lot. Even in my dreams, I had expected him to be here with me, helping me get over my loss. I wanted to never open my eyes and I was glad the room was shrouded in darkness. My neck prickled in awareness and I became aware of someone sitting in the room and even though, the threat of the rogues was over, I suddenly felt unsafe. "I know you are awake, Zara." I recognized that voice and the fear immediately abated. I opened my eyes and got up in a seating position. I leaned against the headboard and regarded the figure of the soft figure of