Mates of the Luna Queen

CHAPTER 3 Alpha Leo

　　Leo's POV

　　Warm light floods my bedroom but I don't want to open my eyes. Last night is a complete blur. I remember going out to the bar to celebrate the official founding of the Blue Moon Pack but after the first couple of drinks, it is all hazy.

　　I seem to remember something about a hot blonde with a round ass and firm perky breasts but I cannot remember if I got her number or not.

　　Yesterday was a huge day for the Blue Moon Pack. The Elder Council elected to only allow three new packs to form on their own this year. We had to prove that we could sustain our own economy and keep our identities hidden from humans. I did not doubt that we would be one of the top three packs in the running but hearing it from the council made all of the hard work worth it. Now I can tell all of the naysayers that an Alpha wolf born to a rogue created his own pack at the young age of twenty.

　　Suddenly the sheets of my bed are pulled off to the side and my eyes fly open in shock. I do not remember bringing anyone home with me last night. Looking to my left I a mound of blonde hair and a curvy body lying beside me. I smirk to myself. I guess I didn't forget to get her number after all. Now if I could only remember her name.

　　While I am running through the haze of memories from last night trying to remember her name, she stirs beside me once again. This time I come face to face with a set of brown doe eyes. I let out a sigh of frustration. If only her eyes had been blue she would have made the perfect Luna. Or at least perfect enough for one more night.

　　"Good morning, Alpha," the blonde puts extra emphasis on the word Alpha and I can't say that I hate it.

　　"Good morning, Brenda?" I try to sound confident saying the name that I thought was her's but I know I failed.

　　The blonde's lips curve down in a little frown and she pokes out her bottom lip. "My name is Becca," she says her name a little louder than necessary.

　　"I knew it began with a 'B,'" I mumble under my breath.

　　Brenda, I mean Becca, scoffs loudly and raises her hand to slap me across the face but I catch her wrist in midair. Flipping her onto her back, I pin her arms above her head. She struggles under my hold and the sheet that was pulled up around her neck, slips down slowly until her perfect round buds are peeking out from beneath it.

　　"All you Alphas are the same," she grunts as she squirms.

　　"Awe, Baby," I try to placate her. "Don't be like that. I just had a lot to drink last night. But I definitely remembered that you were here."

　　Becca gasps loudly, her mouth opening up to a perfect 'O.' "You didn't even remember I was here!" She screams, "What was all that talk about needing a Luna and I am just your type?"

　　"Baby, Baby," I chuckle loudly. "That was drunk Leo talking. I don't need a Luna."

　　Releasing Becca from my grasp, I run my hand down her neck and trail my fingers across her collarbone. She sucks in a sharp breath and I know I have her right where I want her. She has forgotten all about how I treated her last night and most of this morning. Her big brown eyes roll back in her head as I grip her breast and I roll her n****e between my fingers. Her body arches off the bed as she rubs herself against my leg.

　　"Leo," my name is nothing more than a whisper on her lips.

　　Her lips seductively part as she takes in another breath. I spread her legs with my other hand and I run my fingers up and down her wet folds. The sweet smell of her arousal is thick in the air making my c**k twitch to life. Leaning down I take one of her n*****s in my mouth and bite down.

　　"Ouch," she squeals as she playfully tries to push my head away from her chest.

　　I laugh loudly as I lick the tiniest bit of blood from her breast and am about to do the same to the other when there is a loud bang on my door.

　　"Go away," I yell out loudly. "I am busy."

　　"No can do," my Beta Brent shouts through the door. "The Luna Queen will be here within the hour."

　　"You can handle it," I yell back as I turn my attention back to the beautiful blonde in my bed.

　　"No," Brent growls through the door. "The Council is coming with her."

　　Letting out a sigh of frustration, I sit up in the bed and snap my fingers for Becca to get out.

　　"Come in," I call for Brent to come in and Becca scrambles to hide under the blankets of my bed.

　　Brent barges into my bedroom and Becca squeals as I push her out of the bed. Wrapping the blanket around her chest she quickly gathers her clothes and runs into the adjoining bathroom.

　　"Why didn't you tell me you weren't alone?" Brent laughs.

　　"I told you I was busy what more do you want from me?" I say with a satisfied smirk on my face. "But I could have used an extra thirty to forty-five minutes."

　　"Sorry," Brent shrugs his shoulders. "We have got to get ready. The new Queen can take away our pack status with a snap of her fingers."

　　Walking over to my dresser, I pull out a pair of sweats and slip them on. "I don't understand why we need a Queen in the first place," I groan.

　　"She is blessed by the Moon Goddess, don't let anyone else hear you say that," Brent looks around paranoid.

　　"What do we know about this blessed chick?" I ask Brent.

　　"Nothing much. She has been pretty sheltered for most of her life. She rarely was seen in public growing up her mother and her fathers kept her under their thumb," Brent continues to ramble off what he knows about the new Queen and she sounds boring.

　　"How am I supposed to impress that?" I groan.

　　"I don't know, Man. But bringing random chicks home every night is a bad idea while she is here," Brent tries to reason with me.

　　"I am not changing for some stupid Princess," I snarl back at him. Who does he think he is to tell me what I can and cannot do in my own pack?

　　"She's the Luna Queen," Brent corrects me. "And if you aren't careful you could f**k this up for all of us."