Mates of the Luna Queen

CHAPTER 4 Luna Queen

　　Raven's POV

　　Resting my head on the cool window of the town car, I watch the trees pass by. Taking in deep breaths I try to calm my nerves. I wish that we could have started the tour with the original four packs. But the elders are concerned that the newer packs aren't on board with having a Queen that reigns over the packs. I chuckle to myself as I think about the situation. The newer packs act like the Elder Council hasn't been lording over us all for the past eighteen years.

　　"What is so funny?" My father asks as he pokes me into the side.

　　I shrug my shoulders and wring my hands together nervously. "I was just thinking about the irony of this tour."

　　"What do you mean, Little Bird?" Father wrinkles his forehead in confusion.

　　"I just think it is a little funny that I have to convince the packs that I am worthy to be their Queen when the Elder Council has been ruling them all for the past eighteen years," I say. "They have had someone looking over them all along. It just wasn't me."

　　My father's lips turn up into a gentle smile as he looks at me. "You really have grown into a smart and beautiful woman," he says quietly. Quickly he turns his face away from mine and wipes the tears away from his eyes.

　　Leaning my head back against the window, I notice that we are approaching a huge gate that appears to be in the middle of nowhere. Several werewolves armed with machine guns stop our car before we can enter the pack. Straightening up in my seat, I try to hear what is being said in the front of the car.

　　"What is going on?" I ask my father.

　　Father's eyes are glazed over and I know that he is mind linking someone else. Tapping him gently on the shoulder I finally gain his attention. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat, my father clears his throat awkwardly. "This is the entrance to the new Blue Moon Pack."

　　"I thought the new packs were supposed to be blending in? This looks like a military base." I frown while I speak. I have a bad feeling about this pack and this is not the place that I want to have my first shift.

　　"Apparently they have a deal with the human government," my father's voice is strained. "For all humans that stumble upon this place, they are told that it is a US military compound."

　　Chewing on the inside of my lip I think about the consequences if they are found out. Of course, human governments know of our existence. But it is kept under wraps for human citizens but if they were to find out about the truth of this place they might think that werewolves are trying to take over the world.

　　Our car eventually is waved through the gate and through the dark tinted windows I can see a little town emerge the farther we go down the road. Families are walking together on the sidewalks. Cute little shops line the streets and everyone seems to be filled with customers. Without the military appearance on the outside anyone would assume that this is a normal town. Perhaps I judged it too harshly at the beginning.

　　The town car pulls up to a large house in the middle of the town and I know that it must be the pack house. Standing outside of the pack house are two men. Both are impossibly tall and have dirty blonde hair. One is standing at attention and the other has his hands in his pockets and looks bored with the whole situation.

　　Father gets out of the car and comes around to my side to open my door. As I step out of the car the chill of the wind ruffles up my dress a little and I quickly press it back down to my legs. Embarrassment flushes across my face and I keep my eyes glued to the ground.

　　My father nudges me with his elbow and I stare up into his blue eyes. "You are the Queen," he whispers next to my ear. "Act like it."

　　I nod my head and roll my shoulders back. Lifting my head from the ground, I look at the two men standing in front of the pack house. The serious one is still standing at attention, while the other one is trying to hide a smirk behind his fist.

　　Swallowing the lump that has formed in the back of my throat I slowly make my way up the front steps of the pack house. Without watching where I was going my foot misses the step and I trip as I move up the stairs. Before my body hits the ground I am caught by the more serious of the two men. My eyes lift to meet his and I am met with startling green eyes.

　　His eyebrows knit together in concern as he helps me back to my feet. "Luna Queen," his voice shakes as he speaks to me. "Are you okay?"

　　I am so enthralled by his eyes that I am unable to speak for a moment. I let my eyes wander over his beautiful face and strong jawline. My father clears his throat awkwardly and the man drops his hands from my shoulders. I hadn't even realized that he was still holding on to me.

　　"You don't have to call me by my official title," I manage to squeak out. "You can call me Raven."

　　"I am Beta Brent," the man says as he takes a few steps back from me. "And this is our Alpha, Leo."

　　My eyes dart over in the direction that Beta Brent is gesturing. Leo is still standing with his hands in his pockets with a very amused look on his face. Something about this man has my wolf, Rose on edge. She is filled with a mix of excitement and frustration.

　　Pushing my wolf's feelings to the side, I try to regain my composure. "It is nice to meet you, Alpha Leo," I say formally.

　　"It is nice to meet you too, Raven," Alpha Leo smirks and something about the tone of his voice rubs me the wrong way.

　　Reaching out I shake his hand and my vision is immediately filled with visions of women in his bed. Rose growls angrily in my mind and a surge of anger fills my veins.

　　"Luna Queen," I correct him and his face immediately falls.

　　Alpha Leo clinches his fists by his sides and his Beta quickly steps between us. "I will be the one to show you around," Beta Brent informs me.

　　Glancing over Beta Brent's shoulder I glower at Alpha Leo. Offering me his arm Beta Brent guides me away from Alpha Leo.

　　'What is his deal,' I ask Rose as Beta Brent begins to show me around the pack house.

　　'I don't know,' Rose replies. 'But I feel like he will be important to us. Perhaps I will know more when you can finally shift into my form.'

　　'No one like that will ever be important to me,' I tell Rose before shoving her into the recesses of my mind.