His Lost Luna

Chapter 6: The Trip From Hell

Daniel

I drove to the headquarters within an hour of haphazard packing and all. The shuttle driver was waiting for me in the parking lot. I dropped my bag with him and went to my office. Markus was waiting for me with all the documents I needed. I went through everything with him and left to the airport. He had already done the international private jet flight plan, my visa was still intact and everything was in place. I settled in the shuttle as it maneuvered through the city on to the airport. Max wasn’t very happy about this trip. ‘Your trip sucks Dan!’ he grunted. ‘My trip? So now we are separated and you call me by my name? I thought we are one?’ I retorted annoyed. ‘You are on your own, I just want to go see mate.’ He said. I rolled my eyes. As if I’m not dying to see her again. This puppy can be annoying sometimes. ‘Well, guess what! Looks like you are stuck with me here! You think you can go on your own?’ I jabbed at him. He rolled his eyes and retreated to the back of my mind. ‘Yah! Didn’t think so!’ I scoffed at him. We arrived at the airport and the shuttle driver took me through the private gate and parked where the private jet was. Larry and his assistant came to carry my luggage for screening at the private entrance and formalities. I went to do checking in and boarded. The nice thing about having a private plane is when you don’t have to go through the hassle and tousle that comes with waiting and going through long queues just for checking in. As soon as I settled down, Mary the attendant came batting her eyelashes asking me if I needed to be served with anything. I shook my head to say no. “Just get the dinner ready in an hour.” I informed her. I wanted her out of my sight fast, I wasn’t interested in any woman who isn’t Bell. Thinking of her, I wonder what she thought of me. Does she miss my company or was she looking for me or at least thinking about me? My mind was flooding with her thoughts before this annoying girl brought me back to reality. “What would you like for dinner sir?” She asked me. “Just get me steak and green salad. A big steak.” I said thinking she will leave but no, she chose today of all days to pester me. Her voice was as irritating as a mosquito. “How will you like your steak done sir?” she asked. “Medium rare!” Max took over, coming to the surface making my voice change startling the poor thing. “Would you like feta and olives in your salad sir?” Are you kidding me? Is she going to stand here asking me silly questions the whole day? “Lady, there isn’t anything that I don’t eat, would you please make me some food with whatever that is available and needs to be in it, except guacamole if you ever think of including it?” I said getting exasperated. She squeaked yes sir and left. This flight was going to be 12 horrible hours for me if this woman will keep popping up asking silly questions. I’m really not a picky person when it comes to food. The only thing I don’t like is guacamole. I don’t know who on earth thought that s**t was palatable at all.

My mind drifted away and I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about our mate. I better begin thinking about how I’m going to apologize when I see her. This trip may take two or maybe four days maximum then I’ll be back. I’ll drop Tony at school and pick him if I get to see her and apologize. I was wrong, I should have been the better person considering I’m an Alpha. I was busy coming up with strategies to find and win my mates heart when I didn’t realize that the mosquito was back. “Your dinner is ready sir.” She said while setting the table before me. “So soon?” I asked absentmindedly. “Yes sir! It has been more than an hour.” She said. I looked at my wristwatch and saw that she was telling the truth. She put the wine and left. I started with steak. Max was craving game meat, that’s why he requested medium rare steak. The girl cleared everything after I was done. I went to brush my teeth and slept. I had a long day of meetings ahead of me. I woke up just an hour before we landed in Paris. I switched on the screen and watched a short clip about running a business and making Investments. I always read something about business or leadership an hour after I wake up before I go for training every day. It’s my way of empowering and motivating myself to become the best version of me being a leader in both business and political spheres. ‘I hope Bella likes reading too. It would be very nice to do stuff with my mate. The only woman designed for me.’ Once again, my mind was wandering away thinking about Bella.

As soon as we landed and were done with formalities, the hotel shuttle was waiting for us. We were going to freshen up at the hotel. The GrandPrix hotel, a five star hotel in the city of romance. After that, a chauffeur was waiting to take us to the Blue Moon Pack tucked in the bushy outskirts of Paris. I took a shower and dressed up formally. I went down to the diner by 7am and had a light breakfast. The problem about staying in a hotel as a wolf, is when you don’t get to let loose and run in the wild because there is no wild in the hotel. The chauffeur was waiting by the time I came downstairs. He ushered me to the car that was already awaiting me to board it.

Getting to the Blue Moon pack house, I was taken to the Alpha floor and shown to the guest suite. I waited to be ushered to the conference hall where the pack leadership was waiting for me. It looks like they wanted changes concerning the new pack house though the construction process had already commenced. I was asked if it was possible and I said it’s complicated. I said so because I didn’t want to have to be tied here for long through the gruesome processes of designing afresh, going through approvals and having to redo the foundation again until I could leave. I felt like screaming when I realized how this whole thing was going to take a long time to be resolved. It was either I pulled out of the project, and lose about a billion dollars or I stay for whatever period the processes will take here. My heart bled. If I pull out, not only will I lose money but my reputation too. This might affect the business through which I’m sustaining the packs under my care, but if I stayed I risk losing my mate, something I don’t think I would cope with since I’ve fought my people for so long waiting for her. I was in a serious dilemma. I called Herman and informed him of my predicament. He felt sorry for me but assured me that we will find Bella when I came back. I had no choice but to bow. I just pray that I will find my Bell by the time I get back. Even so, I still hoped that I wouldn’t take longer than two weeks here.

I got to work on designing the plan adding what they wanted. I had to pass it through my team back in Edmonton now and then, which meant hours and hours of conference calls and FaceTiming. We finally got the right design that was approved by their elders. I was totally buried in work I almost forgot I had a missing mate. I felt guilt striking me whenever I remotely thought of her. The redoing of the foundation was also cumbersome, I had to be present in order to get it approved by the right authorities in Paris, therefore I couldn’t leave. This was truly a trip from hell. I was buried in my work but at the same time I had a pack to remotely run and a business to remotely run. I was really grateful for Markus and Herman who were each holding fort for me back home. I would give anything to see myself back home, having found my Bell and marked her, but what we don’t anticipate is exactly what we get most of the times. A month passed by and I finally got to pack my bags and head back home. I sighed, relieved but I wasn’t prepared for what was ahead of me which shuttered me!