The Luna Alpha

The announcement

The next month kind of went in a blur, after Ralph left, we began preparation for winter. We had to get the greenhouses prepared for as much as we could plant in there. We also had to begin canning a lot of our vegetables that could last through the winter. There has been a nervousness in the air of the fear of war during winter. Some rumors had begun to circulate that the Rouge king had settle down a little ways off in a territory he had taken over. My hope was that he would root up there at least until the spring. He would need to recharge, refuel, and re-supply. The rumor was he was hunkering down close to Greymore, so in light of Greymore’s warriors coming our way, I assumed that most likely he wasn’t doing anything dramatic.

After greymore arrived, training became intense. Between my magic training and his workout regiment, most nights I hit my pillow and was snoring. Both my body and mind ache, but it was a good ache. I think my warriors felt it to. They were a couple of moans and groans about how good his warriors were. They needed the challenge, the rouge king was not going to give any sympathy and I expected my warriors to be prepared. Before greymore arrived, I had sent a letter via dot asking him to not hold back in training. I wanted my warriors to feel more prepared when this war came. I might not want to sit on the throne, but he definitely was not going to.

The stories of his hatred, cruelty, and wickedness were known to a lot. Greymore said that one of his warriors had quit him and come to be in my mate’s pack. I was hoping to see her, when my mate’s pack came for the winter. I was surprised when my mate asked if him and his whole pack could be housed in mine . Considering he was very close to Greymore, you would think he didn’t want to leave. I inquired as to why he wanted to come, and he said my pack had the best plant soil. His crops had not grown very well this year, and greymore outsourced. He feared that the winter would be harsh and his clan would not make it. He agreed to bring whatever they had with him when they came to settle down. Lucky for him, I had created the greenhouses for this exact moment. Most winters all we did was eat the canned items. We might use one greenhouse for the pack, but we never need all four. I was happy to help him, not only because he was my mate, but because I wanted other alphas to know that I was helpful.

The more that they relied on me, the more they saw me as an equal. Another concern as Winter approached was how to continue my magic lesson. Once the snow started falling, getting to the dome would be impossible. Which meant I either stop, or we found somewhere new. The group have been brainstorming for a while, and I was afraid that we wouldn’t find a solution. I had even begun questioning, if I should just tell my pack. They were going to find out eventually and I couldn’t afford to stop practicing. I had just gotten the hang of using earth and wind. Water was still giving me a little trouble, Maribel says it was because I wasn’t focused. Which is understandable if you consider how much I had to do as an alpha.

I’ve been sitting in my study for the last hour, going back-and-forth about the pros and cons of telling my pack. I decided it was time, the pros outweighed the cons. Mirabel had me learn a binding to her. So now she was linked in my mind like all the others. She said it was a symbol of her commitment to my pack. I reached out to each one of them in turn telling them that it was time to tell the pack. I felt a little slight hesitation from all of their fonts. And I did some thing I didn’t want to ever do. I pulled rank, reminding them that I am alpha. I cut the link before I could feel any of the immediate response of my alpha command. I hated doing it, but I had to. I know it didn’t work on maribel, but I think she kind of agreed.

Sighing, I began determining what I was going to say to my pack. I figured it was best just to tell them the story Maribel told us all. I figured they wouldn’t want me to be on a throne, but I’ve always been a truthful alpha. Not long after I decided how I would do it, Michael reached out in the link to let me know that they were all gathering for me. Taking a deep breath, I walk out of my study into the meeting hall.

When I finished my story, with a slight demonstration, there was a hush over the crowd. I explained that I had no intention of being an Almighty ruler. I just wanted to be the alpha to my pack, and respected that’s it. However, the rouge king was a threat . And if the only way to defeat him was to overthrow him, I would. After a while, it seemed that the information I gave them all kind of sunk in, and they began to nod in approval to my plan. Even some whispers of approval for a throne started to fill the meeting hall. I dismissed the comments and reminded all of them that they are enough trouble, I don’t need every pack depending on me. Surprisingly they all took it quite well, and I’d be lying if I told you a little part of me feared what my mother had feared. That I had been in danger for my powers. But this was my pack, I was telling not the world, and I was reminded with their quick acceptance, that my pack trusted me.