I desperately grabbed the whole bottle of wine she ordered and downed the whole damn thing myself. Fuck, I’m glad it’s done and over.
Knock knock
“Come in” I answered.
“Alpha, dinner is almost ready. I checked on Luna, but I’m afraid she has fallen asleep. Do I wake her for you sir, so she can freshen up and get ready?” She asks in a calm motherly voice.
I made her a promise, and I was bound to keep it. I have to start treating her better.
“No Mrs. Tally, that’s not necessary. Plate our food on a tray, we’ll have dinner inside our room tonight. Call me when you have the tray ready. I will take it up myself. I’ll be here working till then. After you’re done, you can all turn in for the night.” I inform her.
She turns on her heel, nodding in agreement.
“Yes Alpha, as you wish.”
I worked in my office for a while. I had to make sure I left my pack completely protected and unharmed for the days I was leaving with my wife in a few weeks.
I went over the map of our perimeters, encircling where I wanted guards, runners, trackers, and warriors. I then went over the schedule, revising when and where they each would be. I was blessed to have so many loyal pack members I could count on. A lot of our women gave newborn pups, I needed to make sure they were being protected the most. Just the thought of me having my own pup sends me to protective mode. just to think of those pups getting hurt makes me so fucking pissed. Any one dares
touch a hair on any of my pack I will rip their fucking head off personally.
It was taking me a while to finish, I paused when I heard the link Mrs. Tally send me, informing me our food was plated. I make my way out as calm as possible. I have been on edge lately, and all the veins in my arms, neck, and face are visible. I don’t mean to look scary, but every time this happens all the younger pups always seem to scare away from me. There’s a lot happening lately, things I need answers to.
I make my way, trying to compose myself so my veins can diminish in size. I grab my tray with one hand, holding the wine and glasses on the other and make my way upstairs. I place the wine and glasses down by a table with some stupid decorations Selene placed by our door, while I get the door open and make my way in. I slowly lean down and set the tray down by my side of the bed.
My beautiful wife was still fast asleep. I go back out, get the glasses and wine and enter my room again, closing the door behind me.
The bit of light peeking in, kissing the side of my wives body reminds me of that night I found I was her mate. The moon light caressed her beautiful curves perfectly.
She is making me loose my damn mind.
I grab a quick shower to cool off, when I’m done, I turn off the water, wrap my towel around my waist and walk out the restroom.
My dear wife already awake, awaiting with a bright smile. A smile that can melt me inside.
“Blake!” She calls my name, with the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard.
I make my way, holding onto her as if it was for dear life… I can never get tired of hearing her say my name.
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Two weeks before going to meet the allied packs.
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Blake’s POV
I woke up earlier then usual today. I need to meet with the pack elders today. I needed their insight and opinion on something that has been bothering me lately.
As alpha of my pack, it’s my duty to maintain everything and everyone safe. I have been going through our archives lately, there’s just something so fascinating about learning about your own pack history… Who they were, and what they did, everything just seems so surreal and tantalizing to better my own self. But Something just isn’t adding up.
According to the archives, five years ago we had dozens of our women named warriors, but counting the members we have lost and the ones still alive, we still have two women missing. They were never recorded, no name, no description. nothing. Only their gift bestowed upon them by our goddess, or ,
at least part of their gift I have a feeling there’s more then these puzzles missing here.
Every time one of our pack members receives their calling, it gets recorded. Whether it’s to work for the pack, or a simple life of an omega, when each person undergoes their first shifting, when Luna’s are named, Everything must be recorded….
I know a lot of packs treat their omega’s like shit because they are the least important. But not in my pack, they are the most essential because they are the ones that keep our living environment going. From running the restaurants, to cleaning, waitressing, etc.
They deserve the same respect.
I managed to say goodbye to my wife this morning before I had to leave. Of course I never bother telling her where I am going, I don’t mean to bore her with my countless duties. I just don’t think she’d be interested in the things I do.
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I arrived about ten minutes before the time of meeting, all fifty of our elders were already present when I got there.
I made my declarations, and showed them the archives. Each one looked and questioned as they narrowed their gaze on the endless piles of documents before them. They seemed to be questioning everything among themselves, which was making me rather nervous as to what precisely was happening within my pack.
My father and father in law, are now part of the elder council. I was not expecting what they were about to tell us. It seemed that no one in the council of our elders knew, or had any idea to what they were about to declare.