A way out of the mess Dominic created for my brother, yet Dominic is proving his control over the packs runs deeper than any legalities. The packs seem terrified of him, which isn’t at all surprising. There is something about that man. Something not quite right, otherworldly is the vibe I get, which I know is impossible.
“Something that will help, I guess. Have you actually read this? I don’t think any laws have been updated since the 1800s,” I tell him, looking at some of the ridiculous laws.
“Nope, I just know the ones we actually use now.” Ezra admits.
“Well, did you know it is illegal to ride a horse backward up the main street?” I chuckle.
“What? That can’t be real?” He says, turning the book and looking at it.
“Yep, real, and it’s right there,” I tell him, pointing to it.
“Oh, here is another stupid one. It is illegal to possess fifty kilograms of potatoes,” Ezra laughs.
“Who would want fifty kilograms of potatoes?” I ask him, shaking my head.
“Probably someone with a taste for homemade vodka. From the prohibition days maybe,” Ezra chuckles.
“And here is another. Bars are required to stable, water, and feed the horses of their patrons. I think you’re right, these laws are severely outdated, and some are utterly ridiculous.” He shakes his head.
“Yes, I think someone needs to go over and amend some of these. For instance, if a man finds their mate and the mate is underage, you have a right to take them, apparently to preserve their maidenhood to ensure purity,” I tell Ezra, and he scrunches up his face.
“Maybe flick through the newer laws. Where did you even find this?” He asks.
“On your bookshelf,” I tell him, flicking through the dates to find this century. “Laws have been added over the years but none removed,” I inform him.
“When was the last time laws were changed?” I ask him curiously.
“Not while I have been Alpha, that is for sure,” Ezra tells me.
We search every law, but nothing helps. But I found something, and I am waiting for Ezra to come back to ask him what he thinks of it because he went to make more coffee.
When he returns, I look up smiling, praying I am right. “Why are you smiling?” He asks, placing the mug down in front of me.
“I wanted to ask a question, actually. Pack courts, it says, are decided by a panel of judges, all of which are Alpha’s, and the law can’t be passed unless at least half the states Alpha’s agree on the change,” I tell him.
“Yes, that is correct, but I don’t see how that helps Andrei, though.” He says.
“Well, not one Alpha would sign the petition or appear in court for me,” I tell him.
“Obviously,” he tells me, setting my mug beside me.
“What about the Lunas? They are technically Alpha females. Why does it have to be the Packs Alpha? There is nothing stating that Lunas can’t sign off on it.”
“You expect them to go against their mates and Alpha?” Ezra asks.
“No, but most of them are mothers. The Alphas won’t help because of Dominic and their loyalty to him, but the women might. It was clear at the meeting they didn’t like being pushed off to the sides. They are just as important as the Alpha. Their role within the packs is just as important.”
“Kat, I’m sorry, but I am telling you, not one Luna will go against their mate and Alpha.” Ezra shakes his head.
“You’re wrong, I am not asking them as Luna. I will ask them as mothers. If I explain the situation, surely one would sign. I reckon the rest will follow if I can get one to step up beside me. They want change, Ezra. They want a say and this law is ancient and ridiculous. No child should be forced to go live with someone because they are a blood relative, especially if that person isn’t a safe option. Human laws are about the child, yet pack laws are outdated, and it is about the bloodlines. Tell me, one werewolf that still has Lycan DNA? If that were the case, we would shift into Lycans, not werewolves. We are part human. There is no such thing as purebloods anymore.” I press the matter. Surely, Ezra has to see where I’m coming from here.
“None. Everyone knows that, and I am pretty sure when that law was made, it was from when we still had royals, and it was more about keeping the royal bloodlines pure, you know, cousin fucking.” Ezra says before cringing. I shudder, not that I have anything to worry about because I have no cousins and today is a modern century, but that just shows how badly some of these laws need to change because some are barbaric.
“Then why are you still going by Lycan law?” I ask him. Ezra sighs and rubs a hand down his face.
“Exactly how do you plan on speaking to the other Lunas.” He finally caves in.
“Well, in today’s day and age, we have a thing called social media, and we have electricity to charge the phone sitting on your desk,” I tell him, and he rolls his eyes.
“So you are going to Facebook every Luna, or call them?” I fold my arms across my chest, sitting back in my chair.
“If that’s what it takes,” I tell him. He huffs before digging through his filing cabinet.
“What are you looking for?”
“Pack lists, so you can search up Luna’s names and the packhouse numbers. What will you do if the Alpha answers, though? You know you can’t command over the phone. It doesn’t work that way.” Ezra mumbles.
“Play dumb, ask if I can speak to their Luna because I am so hopeless and need to get parenting advice. I have a colicky baby apparently and looking for help,” I tell him, and he chuckles.
“Here, I will leave you with this while you Luna talk. Yell out if you need me,” he says, kissing my forehead.
I start writing the most recent Luna’s names and their contact details. While trying to figure out what has gotten into the Moon Goddess, I am beginning to worry and know she is keeping something from me. For the last few days, I have been trying to contact her. Ever since the Alpha meeting. I need to speak with her about the strange vision Jonah gave me. Even so, I have had no word from her. I also need to ask about the twins and Dominic and this darkness that won’t leave completely like it used to.