71

I stood up as my babies started making noise. “We’re Pack, we’re family, we WILL get through this together,” I said. “Now, let’s get to work.”
We came back together for dinner, and the news had calmed down quite a bit. Nothing new was happening until it was announced the President would be speaking to the nation at seven PM.
We had prime rib for dinner, with the rest of them going into the walk-in freezer. Marge had done a dry rub on the outside and John had put it on the smoker for four hours, it was fantastic… and yet none of us had any real appetite. We went about our work, one eye on the TV and our minds doing laps on the short track about what was happening.
We had Mabel’s famous chocolate cake for dessert, then we all went into the movie theater to watch the address. I curled up next to Craig in one of the big chairs as the babies slept together on the next chair over. Nadine was on duty in the security center, so Natalie was tucked up on Craig’s other side. He turned up the volume as the news went to the live feed from the White House.
The President was speaking directly from the Oval Office, the American flag behind him. “Good evening, my fellow Americans.”
“Yesterday morning, a tragedy of shocking proportions occurred in a school in Casper, Wyoming. We all watched in horror as the events unfolded. We saw yesterday morning that the monsters of our mythology, romanticized in film and popular in fictional books, are real. There are werewolves among us, and they are true monsters.
In what we now know was a four-minute attack on defenseless children in school, eleven students and faculty were killed, and twenty-three wounded. If that had been the end of the attack, it would have been one of the most horrific school attacks in our history, but that wasn’t the end.
In a matter of minutes, the attack spread. We found out quickly that their bite or scratch is enough to make others like them. When the animal that lies within comes out, is vicious and without conscience. It cannot be talked down, it doesn’t reason and it shows no mercy. Our law enforcement agencies were forced to make difficult decisions that morning to stop the carnage. The outbreak was stopped, but at great cost of innocent life.
I wish I could sit here on this Saturday night of the last weekend of summer and tell you that you are safe, that we have it all under control. That is not the case. The more we learn about these werewolves, the more frightening the threat is.
They live among us, they are our friends, our coworkers, even our family. Nothing I say can ensure you are protected from this threat. Prudence dictates that we reduce the danger where we can, and that is why public events have been cancelled by government and private entities alike. I am ordering the immediate grounding of all civilian aircraft, and all schools, private and public, are cancelled until further notice. I understand the inconvenience and cost this will create, but we cannot risk one of these animals changing in flight.
I am encouraging governors and local authorities to establish curfews and other measures as necessary to provide for public safety. You should pay attention to your local news broadcasts for further details.
We are working in consultation with other nations, and we have already confirmed that the existence of werewolves is not confined to the American West. As of tonight, the borders with Canada and Mexico have been closed pending the development of new procedures to ensure safety of citizens on both sides. The Federal government is establishing quarantine areas as we speak to try and contain werewolf populations until we can eradicate them.
Rest assured that every asset of the Federal government is being used to locate and eliminate this threat. We are working hard, using captured and killed werewolves, to identify screening methods for when they are in their human form.
To our law enforcement and military out there, we need you in a battle that has no front lines and no safe territory. I am authorizing, under emergency measures and in consultation with Congressional leadership, the use of deadly force upon encountering any werewolf or potential werewolf. Your orders are to shoot on sight, and shoot to kill.
You need look no farther than today’s events to see the dangers you face.
To our citizens, we need your help. If you see something, say something. Police agencies will record and investigate suspected werewolves and take appropriate measures. You need to remain safe; there are to be no vigilante tactics. Of course, you retain the right to defend yourself and your family from attack.
To the werewolves out there, you have a choice. Turn yourselves in to the nearest police station, and you will live. If not, you will die. I, and those I direct, will not rest until this threat is ended. The Were War has begun, and the human race will be victorious.
Good night, and God Bless the United States of America.”
I was numb.
I went through the rest of the night without thought, without emotion. Even the boys feeding at my breasts couldn’t pull me out of the funk I was in. My mind was filled with the worries, the possibilities, the actuals. Over and over again, I saw the death of my kind at the hands of the terrified humans, and the death of terrified humans at the hands of my kind. At least what used to be my kind.
It made me ill. I threw up my dinner after the speech, Craig holding my hair back as I emptied dinner into the toilet. My pack looked no better, and again I cursed the loss of my wolf, for I could not sense their wolves and provide them the comfort a Luna of a pack should. I did what I could for them, all the while thinking I would never be enough. I couldn’t do what was needed.
Once the boys were asleep, I went in the shower and all the emotion of the day crashed down at once on me. I sat down in the corner of the large shower, the water beating down on my head and mixing with my tears until it all went down the drain.
Craig burst into the room, his wolf could still sense his mate and his eyes were black as he pulled the door open and stepped into the shower, not even bothering to remove his clothes. He sat next to me and pulled me into his lap, holding my face to his shoulder while my sobs poured out of me. He rocked me until I finally stopped and looked up at him. “You trashed your favorite shorts,” I said.
“It doesn’t matter, Ella. You should know that by now, that you are more important than anything in my life.”
I looked down at his hands, which were holding my butt and my leg tight to him as I rested on his chest. “I miss my wolf, Craig. Without her, I don’t feel like I can be the Alpha this pack needs.” I expected him to comfort me, to tell me it was all right, even to tell me that her knew. What I didn’t expect was for him to slap me on the ass so hard it would leave a red handprint. I squealed, then looked at him. “What the hell was THAT for?”
“You.” He stood up, letting my feet down, and took off the rest of his clothes. “I’ll explain to you in bed. And Ella?” I glared at him. “Don’t put anything on you don’t want ripped off you.” I left the shower in a huff as he took his own shower; I did my bedtime activities and walked out. I was disappointed they had those pressure-adjusting showers now, so I couldn’t flush the toilet and get him back. That was part of my problem, without a wolf I wasn’t on the same level as my mate, heck, not even as strong as Nichole and she was still just a pup. I decided to tease him, plus display his “handiwork” to him as he came out. I pulled the comforter and sheet down, and laid on the far side of the bed, on my side, my red ass facing the door.
I waited for five minutes for him to come out, my anger building the more I thought about it. Here I was, baring my body and soul to my mate, and he smacks my ass? My mind is processing the ways I can get revenge. He obviously doesn’t know who he is messing with.
I heard the door open and my eyes saw the shadow my body created on the far wall. He lit two candles, then turned out the lights. I refused to look at him or move, even when I felt him get into bed next to me. “My mother used to tell us that Luna has a plan, that she knows what we need for our life and guides us to it. Your mate was the most important thing, but that was not all. She taught me that the Moon gives you what you need for what you will face in your life.” I didn’t move or say anything, but I could feel a tear escaping my eye. My mother had taught me the same thing.
“So when I see my mate, the strongest female I’ve ever met, questioning her ability to be my Alpha Female or lead a Pack, it hurts me, and hurts my wolf. Did you ever stop and think that perhaps she took your wolf not to punish you, but to prepare you for just this time?”
I rolled onto my back, looking up at the ceiling instead of at him. “I don’t have a connection with the Pack like you do, Craig. I can’t sense their feelings, I can’t mind link to them, I can’t have my wolf connect with theirs to give them strength and courage. Every other Pack in the country has a Luna who can do these things. I can’t help but feel like I’m holding the Pack back, that they are weaker because of me.”
I yelped as he reached over and with strong arms pulled me over until I was lying on top of him, our bodies afire with the tingles. “No other Pack in the country has what I have here, Ella.” I looked up at him, eyebrow raised. “No other Pack has a Luna who can pass for a human, who can move among them without endangering everyone else. You look at it as a penalty, something to overcome, but to me it is a blessing from the Moon Goddess herself. We don’t have to bunker down and hide out like all those other Packs, we have our Alpha out there protecting us.”
I relaxed into his hold, his arms calming and exciting me at the same time. “I never…”
“I know. It’s not something most would see as an advantage, but you now are the bridge between humans and werewolves, able to move seamlessly between those worlds. I know Luna has great things planned for you, Ella, we all can see it. None of us would wish for anything different.”
“Not even you? Doesn’t your wolf pine for his other half?”
He put his finger to his mouth like he was thinking hard. “Hmmm… let’s see, I have a beautiful mate naked in my arms, Alpha blood in her veins, and two strong boys sleeping in the crib. My wolf is happy, Ella. He always is around you.”
“You say the nicest things.” I wiggled a little bit, trapping his hardness between my legs. “Make love to me, Craig. Help me forget for a few minutes.”