The King's Queen

The Future Luna

♔ Flynn (P.O.V)

Flynn rubs his temples as he agonizes over the stack of paperwork that is carefully color-coded with sticky notes and organized by importance. All carefully placed in the right top corner of the desk.

He has at least twenty separate cases dealing with his pack, and every case at a minimum of twenty-three pages, all front, and back.

Groaning as he lays his head down on the mahogany desk in front of him, he slowly closes his eyes allowing himself to fall into deep thought.

It’s been six years since Theo Van, the previous alpha, had been killed in a rogue attack. Eight years since he was forced to shift a year early. It’s been a few years since he’s turned eighteen, the age he is supposed to find his mate. Flynn honestly doesn’t care about a mate, he has his demons to battle, and having to figure out his issues isn’t a demon he wants to confront yet.

Sure, he is f*****g around with Emma Rose but that’s all it is.

Fucking.

She’s a low omega, of course, that’s not a problem for him but at the end of the day, he can dispose of her and go about his business if he wants.

However, for some reason, he doesn’t. Maybe it’s the simple fact that he needs a pretty face beside him to fill the role of Luna someday?

Whatever the reason, he had already decided that if or whenever he meets his mate, he’ll accept her as the pack’s Luna and nothing more.

The depressing part is, he’s sure he’s met his mate; he refuses to think it’s her. He doubts she even realizes it and he prefers to keep it that way. So until the all-mighty Moon Goddess decides to give him a better mate, and not one that’s trash, he’s going to keep that fact hidden, from everyone.

Bam! Flynn nearly jumps out of his skin as his door is flung open, screaming what he deems as a very manly scream.

Who the hell dares to slam the alpha’s door open! He furrows his brows in anger before looking up to see the intruder immediately relaxing as he sees the friendly face of someone he trusts. Gedeon, his beta.

“Gedeon my main man!” Flynn roars happily, ignoring the shocked look on Gedeon’s face he warmly greets him.

Quickly removing the shocked expression from his face, Gedeon calmly replies to his alpha,

“Flynn, we gotta get that damn door fixed. I sat out there tryin’ to open the damn thing for five minutes. Finally figured if I hit it with my shoulder it’d budge, and sure enough, the damn thing done near flung me to my death.”

Of course, he was over exaggerating; he wouldn’t die from hitting the floor, especially even more so since he’s a werewolf.

“You scared the s**t out of me.” Flynn laughs and makes himself a mental note about getting the door fixed, he continues, “I don’t assume this is just to catch up so what do you need, Gedeon?”

Gedeon stammers for a minute before answering, “The scouts have heard rumors of Hell Fangs pack plotting to attack us unless you take a Luna. . ..”

Flynn knows about that pack, they take any chance they can get to take over any weaker packs to expand their territory. Normally setting their sights on packs without a Luna, Beta, or any other missing pack figure as they’re always slightly weaker without that role.

Seeing as Flynn hasn’t found his mate, he doesn’t have a Luna, the person of the pack who tends and watches over the pack as a motherly figure. Not only that, but when an Alpha finds his Luna after they mark each other and complete the mating ceremony the alpha and the entire pack bond becomes stronger, no one’s entirely sure why though.

Flynn rubs his chin in a thinking manner as he speaks, “That could pose a problem, seeing as I’ve not found my mate yet.”

The only way he could avoid this is if he somehow found his true mate soon or took a mate as his choice. The bond will never be as strong as a Moon Goddess appointed mate, but it has been done before.

His mind clicks to the answer, Emma.

She’s his ticket to protect the pack, she’s a werewolf that has been born with the howling wolf birthmark meaning she doesn’t have a mate.

Flynn’s eyes glaze over as he opens the pack link, he reaches out to Emma.

"Em, you there?’"

Almost immediately, he receives a reply from her cheery voice, "Yes darling?"

"How would you like to be the pack’s Luna and my chosen mate?"

"YES! OH MY GOD YES!"  She squeals through the link before he closes it.

Gedeon, who had been roaming around the room waiting patiently for Flynn to return to him, stops cold in his tracks before he opens his mouth, “So...” He trails off not sure of what had transpired.

Flynn clicks his tongue as he begins to motion for Gedeon to leave as he speaks, “Get the servant to organize a party for Emma. She’s going to become my Luna tomorrow.”

Gedeon nods and leaves the room.

“What did you just agree to, Flynn?” Ashton, Flynn’s wolf, howls into his head.

Shrugging with his head in his hands that he has propped up on his desk.

“I dunno,” Flynn whispers so low that almost he couldn’t hear.

What had he done? Sure Emma has the mark of a mateless wolf, meaning she doesn’t have a mate she could potentially hurt. She’s there for those who lose their mate and survive, she’s simply like a wildcard in a game of Uno.

While Emma doesn’t have a mate, Flynn does. A mate the Moon Goddess herself decided for him.

“Yeah dumbass, and you’re going to f*****g kill her if you mark another mate, Flynn!” Ashton hisses into his head.

Flynn winces at that reminder. Ashton is right, if Flynn marks Emma, his mate most likely die.

The very thought of potentially killing his mate turns his stomach and makes him sick, and for whatever reason, he f*****g hates that it does.

“I know Ash, but what choice do I have?” his voice is weak, almost as if he had been yelling for days on end.

“Gee! Let me think. . .” Ashton pauses sarcastically and continues, “I don’t know, maybe accept our mate and tell her?” Annoyance lacing Ashton’s baritone voice.

“The pack needs the strength a Luna provides Ash. I refuse to have a weak-”

Ashton cuts him off before he can finish, “so you are going to just throw our mates’ life away as if it equals nothing?”

Ashton sounded almost as if his heart was breaking.

Flynn can feel the pain this is causing his wolf and dreads the words he’s about to say next. “I guess so Ash.”

Almost as soon as those words were spoken, Ashton cut himself off from Flynn. This causing Flynn’s werewolf senses to dull, after all, he does rely on his wolf for the most part. Sighing, he puts his head down on the table and sits in the quiet, slowly drifting off to sleep.