The bed shakes, waking me from blissful slumber. My eyes fling open to find Alpha Valen at the edge of my bed, shaking my mattress. I quickly grab the comforter and pull it around myself as I back myself against the wall. “Here’s breakfast.” Alpha Valen states, gesturing to a tray of food on the floor. “I gave you a gallon of water. It should last until I get home.”“Thank you,” I reply shyly. “Good to see you have some manners. You know there is no point in covering yourself. I will see you naked tonight.” “I know, you startled me.” I defend. “I will be back to bring you lunch and then dinner. After dinner, make sure you shower and are ready for me.” Alpha Valen instructs. “Yes, Alpha.” With that, Alpha Valen turns on his heels and leaves up the stairs. I hear the door shut, and the lock beeps as it locks. I crawl out of bed and look at the breakfast sandwich. I devour the sandwich and drink some of the water. I curl back up in bed, but I don’t sleep. The bed is comfortable, a
I was enjoying my omega. Her innocence was adorable when it came to sex. I knew she was a virgin, so it wasn’t surprising. I found it cute how she did her best to follow my directions, and it was sexy when she asked for my permission to cum. Her tight pussy was divine, and everything was going well until, out of nowhere, I sensed her wolf. Obsidian wasn’t crazy when he said he could sense her wolf, but for some reason, I couldn’t sense her until we were intimate. I felt her wolf fully awaken when I finished as if I had somehow claimed her as my mate without realizing it. Maybe I did claim her as my mate by fucking her, but that’s not how it normally works when a mate is claimed. Typically, you have to mark and claim at the same meaning. Meaning while I’m fucking her, I would always have to mark her, but I didn’t mark her. Then again, I have no idea how things work for fated mates. My anger consumes me. I don’t know why I’m so furious or why I felt the need to take it out on Wren. I
I didn’t sleep well. My mind has been racing with all sorts of possibilities of what the future holds for me. I tossed and turned most of the night, completely restless. Crimson and I talked on and off, but she is still on the weaker side. She did her best to comfort me, and she seems to think our mate won’t abandon us, but she doesn’t know how cruel Alpha Valen is. Still, her hope is needed because I’m not very hopeful about anything right now. Then again, I’ve never had much hope for my future, so why should having a fated mate that’s an Alpha Supreme make a difference? It’s not like Alpha Valen will mark me and claim me as his mate, nor do I expect him to make me his Luna. I don’t know if I would even want to be Luna. The changes I would want to make would never be accepted. I’m not even sure I’d be accepted by the pack as their Luna, let alone their precious Alpha Supremes mate. I don’t think they would care if I was his fated mate or not. They probably wouldn’t even believe us.
I lock Wren in the den and then lock the front door as I leave for my office. I’m late today, and I’m not normally late, but I woke up late after wrestling with my thoughts for most of the night, trying to figure out the best course of action. I plan to put a call into Alpha Ian today to see what he can tell me about fated mates providing the fucker didn’t make the whole thing up. I warmed up the burritos as fast as I could. I have a freezer full of breakfast sandwiches and burritos that I have the pack house chiefs make me. I usually grab lunch and dinner there since it’s close to the offices. We have restaurants and other places to eat at, so I will attempt to make appearances there to show my support for the local businesses. Once a month, Graven and I will pick a restaurant to have lunch or dinner at. Eating my breakfast burrito in the car, I think about Wren. She seemed shocked I would let her transform. I can’t not let her transform. That’s just a level of torture no werewolf
Alpha Valen comes into my view as I hear him curse. He comes to my side and helps me sit up before he shoves a piece of steak in my mouth. I chew it and swallow it so fast. I notice he has a steak that could easily feed three people. It’s cut up into pieces already, so I quickly grab another piece, and then before I know it, I have eaten a dozen pieces. “Woah, slow down. I know you are hungry, but eating it quickly will hurI’m curled up on the floor in my nest. This hunger is unlike anything I’ve experienced. It must be something to do with Crimson being awake. I know alpha and beta wolves need to eat a lot and often. I never understood why, but now I think it has something to do with having their wolves being awakened. Alpha wolves awaken between eight and ten. Beta wolves awaken between twelve and fifteen. Omega wolves don’t awaken unless we are claimed as a mate because our wolves are too weak to come forward on their own. I don’t know how having a fated mated affects an omega’s w
The next morning I get up, warm up some breakfast sandwiches, and take them down to Wren with more water. She’s sleeping but restless as she kicks and swats in her sleep. Either she is having a bad dream, or the mate bond is affecting her. It has to be harder for her to resist. To test my theory, I set everything down and walks over to the bed. Kneeling down, I brush my hand over her hair, petting her gently, so I don’t wake her. Sure enough, she stops moving around and settles. She moves closer to me and attempts to pull me onto the bed so she can snuggle me. Perhaps I should give her one of my shirts with my scent on it. She will need good sleep, and her heat is in a little over a week. She needs restful sleep for her wolf and for heat if I hope to get her pregnant. Unfortunately, pregnancy usually takes a few heat cycles. I still need Wren healthy, and I by no means I’m ready to do anything more than fuck her and attempt to get to know her. Obsidian wants me to bring her to my be
Why am I so hurt he wants to keep me as a glorified breeder? Isn’t that what I wanted him to do? It was, but now that it’s confirmed, it feels wrong. Crimson is disappointed as she truly thought our mate would claim us. I did try to tell her Alpha Valen would never claim an omega has his mate even if we are fated to him. I tried to warn Crimson, but she believed our mate would want us. She’s insistent that Obsidian wants us. While that might be true, Alpha Valen clearly does not and is only keeping us around to make his wolf happy. After dinner, I offer to do the dishes and put away the leftovers. Alpha Valen doesn’t argue. He kicks off his shoes, heads to the couch, and pops on the TV while I enjoy more time out of the forsaken den. If Alpha Valen is going to keep and let me live here with him as his glorified breeder, I better get my own damn room at some point. I’m not living in that den forever. I know some omegas adore dens. It’s their own little space, but to me, the den is a
Wren is three days from her heat. Not that I haven’t been fucking her in the meantime. I can’t seem to get enough of her. Wren enjoys our sex, and I know she loves her free time from the den. However, every time I lock her back in the den and leave her, she cries. I don’t know if it’s her heat making her emotional or the mate bond affecting her. Wren is an omega, so between her natural need for an alpha or other high-ranking wolf coupled with the mate bond, I’m sure it’s making this harder on her than it is for me. Resisting the bond is becoming harder, but being an alpha wolf and an Alpha Supreme, it’s easier for me to push the bond aside and focus on my natural instincts, which is to fuck. I did give Wren a few of my shirts for her to have, knowing my scent will help soothe her. I’ve caught her sleeping in my shirts more than once. I actually find it cute, and it shows her innocence. She’s fragile, even if she desperately tries to act like she is strong. Wren is strong for an omeg
Ten years have passed since I’ve become Luna to the Blue Moon Pack. Dadian is a smart ass, trouble maker like his father, but damn, I love him. Valen and I wasted no time trying for a girl. We didn’t get our daughter until the fourth try. After that, I was done with pups until the moon goddess blessed us with surprise twins. I’m definitely done now. Candy, Anisa, and Graven have Cali and two boys of their own. Ian and Rani had one more pup after their son. Our pups are all close. I’m hoping Cali and Dadian end up fated mates. Fated mates are back in the picture. Ten years later, and we still aren’t fully sure why or how fated mates became a myth when they weren’t. Since we struggled to find the truth, we started recording our own records of fated mates. Every time a fated mate couple is discovered, it’s recorded. It happens more often than not and has become more of an occurrence of the years. Becca and many of the other rogue omegas from Emma’s army are thriving in pack life. Be
Entering the cabin, I don’t find anything normal. The small cabin is one room combine with a stove, fireplace, and a bed. My dad is on the floor, clutching his chest with a pained expression on his face. Emma is on the bed in the same position as my father. It doesn’t look like they killed one another, but some supernatural force or maybe poison. There are dairies scattered everywhere. It makes no sense. I instruct warriors to pack up the diaries and for their bodies to be burned along with the cabin. The entire place gives me the creeps. I’m curious about the diaries. I transform, and one of the warriors sticks the bag of diaries in my mouth. I take off, heading back home. It’s late, and I don’t want to leave Wren and Dadian on their own for too long. While I know they are safe, I like to have them close by. They are so important to me. When I get home I transform and tekn tWren is asleep in the recliner in the living room. Dadian is passed out in his swing. I smile at them before
It’s been several months since I released Emma and my father. No a word, not a sighting, absolutely nothing. I don’t know if that should concern us or not. I thought by now one of them would have made a move against the pack. We never stopped with our changes. If anything the changes we have made should have pissed them off enough to come out of whatever hole they have crawled into. My biggest concern is they have teamed up and are waiting to strike. If they are waiting in the shadows to strike, it makes me nervous. I truly thought they wouldn’t be a problem by now. Wren is being my rock with this. She is somehow cool as a cucumber. She is trusting the moon goddess, and while I do trust the moon goddess I still can’t help but feel concern until I know where they are. Moving on with our changes is a great distraction. We recently had a meeting with dozens of packs to implement our changes from our pack within other packs. Ian has been helping. He should be getting more credit than me
I’m completely insulted that I’m not a threat. Once again, I’m underminded by a fucking alpha wolf. No one takes omegas seriously. It’s insulting that the higher-ranking wolves believe we are insignfigent and can’t do anything. I’ll prove them wrong. I will kill Viktor and send his head to Valen. After that, I have to rebuild my army. At first, I didn’t believe Valen when he said my omega army was here in his pack. However, the guards took my be the refuge center and I saw my army being taken in and settled. Becca of course was helping them settle. I missjuded her and her ability to be so easily swayed. I thought her fear of higher-ranking wolves would keep her on myside, but fucking Wren must have gotten to her. Wren. I sorely underesitmiated her. I will enjoy killing her. She’s an embaressment to omegas. Everyone admires her because she is now Luna. The first omega Luna and every omega now worships her and looks up to her like some becon of hope. That should be me. I’m the true b
Going with Wren’s plan I head to the dungeons. We spent the last couple of days going over exactly how to do this. I think it will work and if it does, Wren’s a damn genius. I certinally wouldn’t have thought about pitting Emma and my father against each other to let them take one another out for us. Once they are out of the way we can refocus on making the changes that need to be made. Entering the dungeons, I go to see my father first. He’s been locked up longer and I know he is itching to get out. Normally, I hate going to visit my father, but this time I don’t mind it because the look on face when I tell him he’s not worth my time as my biggest problem is going to be priceless. I find my father in cell. He stands up the moment he sees me. “Hello, son.” He greets. “Hi, father. Today is your lucky day because I’m releasing you.” I announce opening the cell door with the key that I grabbed from one of the guards. “You’re releasing me? Praytell, why?” My father asks as curiosit
A couple of weeks have passed since my Luna ceremony. I’ve been training with Valen in our homemade gym. I’m so happy that we turned the den into something productive. Even better that it’s something that is allowing us to bond and further strengthen our relationship. It’s also something that has come in handy for our friends and will come in handy when Dadian is older. Valen hasn’t completed the outdoor training area yet. I was honestly surprised when Valen decided to do everything himself. I guess I assumed as Alpha Supreme he would hire people to do it for him. For some reason, I never pictured Valen as someone who would get his hands dirty to build something for himself. It would seem my Alpha enjoys hard labor as it's a great distraction for our current issues. We have no idea what to do with Emma and Viktor. However, we can’t let them rot in our dungeons forever. That’s why I came up with an idea I’m going to present to Valen and Graven at our weekly meeting today. Once a w
It’s been a couple of days since Wren’s Luna ceremony and Emma showed up. I don’t know how I feel about having two enemies locked up unable to get answers or anywhere with either. My father is even more furious that I actually went through with Wren being Luna. I went to see Emma the next day after Wren was all settled with our son and enjoying our visitors from her ceremony. I got absolutely no where with Emma. She is deranged and delusional. She thinks it’s time for omegas to rule the werewolf world and will ready to kill. I worry about the supposed army of omegas Emma claims she has in her back pocket waiting for her command. I talked to both Becca and Wren about it. Wren didn’t know about an army, but Becca did, so she is trying to get in contact with the other she-wolves she knows to see what information she can find out. On my way from visiting Emma, I stopped by to see my father who is on the opposit side of the dungeons. I don’t need those two teaming up. Although, I don’t s
The morning of my Luna ceremony is chaos between two fussy pups and trying to get ready. We all manage and just as the chaos is slowing down, it’s time for us to leave and head to where my ceremony is being held. My nerves flutter when we arrive at the hotel. There is a big auditorium for the ceremony and then afterward there is a huge event room for the party. Most of our out of pack guests stayed at the hotel to make it easy on themselves. I’m in a back room with Anisa, Rani, Candi, and our pups. Graven and Valen are making sure things are all good safety wise while also ensuring things are ready for the ceremony. I bounce Dadian in my arms as a distraction. All day everyone has been telling me the ceremony will be fine and that I will be great. I know they are right, but that doens’t stop the anxiety eating away at me. It feels like forever before Valen finally comes to get me. Anisa takes Dadian from me and she and the others leave to go take the seats. Valen takes my hand and
Tomorrow I finally become Luna of the Blue Moon Pack. It’s hard to believe it’s actually happening. I know it hasn’t officially happened yet as it’s tomorrow, but it's right upon us. No more thinking it’s in the future or it feeling so far away. It’s here, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. On one hand, I’m thrilled to be taking my place by Valen’s side as his Luna. I feel honored yet a huge responsibility that is being placed on my shoulders. A responsibility I’m definitely not prepared for, but I’m working on it. I’ll be learning as I go and I think everyone understands that. Well, the critics won’t understand, but those are the people who want me to fail and will find fault with anything I do. On the other hand, I feel unprepared and like I’m being set up to fail as if it’s some cruel joke to prove omegas can’t hack it with the higher-ranking wolves. There’s this huge responsibility on my shoulders to prove omegas can be more than breeders and sex slaves. Everyone is looking