Not Just A Luna; I Am Alpha!

Xander

Chas had not returned for a long time, and I didn’t know what was going on with her as well. I was too worried about her, but I had no guts to call her and tell her that. I didn’t want her to think that I was clingy and so jealous that she was with Silas. Although she knew that I didn’t want that bloodsucker to be her mate, I had no choice but to accept that. But it doesn’t mean that I need to accept him as well. It will never happen, especially when we were supposed to take him down.

I kept myself busy training my warriors and, of course, Ethan while waiting for her. I am happy that my son is serious about getting stronger, and I have something to do to pass the time. Although that is not enough for me not to miss Chas as well,

I wiped the sweat from my brow as Ethan and I continued our sparring session in the training area. The air was filled with the sounds of grunts and the clashing of training weapons, creating a rhythmic symphony of combat. As we took a breather, I couldn’t help but feel a familiar ache in my chest.

“Your footwork is improving, Ethan,” I complimented, but there was a distant look in my eyes as if my thoughts were elsewhere.

Ethan noticed the change in my demeanor and decided to address it. “Dad, is something bothering you? You seem a bit off today.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just that my mind was off somewhere.”

“Is it Mommy C?” he asked. I can’t hide anything from him; he is my son after all.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “She’s been gone for a while now. I miss her, and I’m worried.”

Ethan lowered his training weapon, concerned about etching his features. “She’s strong, Dad. Mommy C can handle herself. Besides, she’s also an alpha there, right?”

I nodded, appreciating his attempt to reassure me. “You’re right. She is a remarkable leader, and I trust her abilities. But as her mate, it’s hard not to worry.”

He is still young, but he acted as an adult when he placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “You love her a lot, don’t you, Dad?”

I looked at Ethan with a fond smile. “More than words can express. Chassy and I have been through a lot together. I lost her once, and losing her again, even temporarily, is always tough for me.”

Ethan’s expression softened. “I can see it, Dad. She’s lucky to have you, and you’re lucky to have her. I hope she comes back soon.”

“Thank you, Ethan. It means a lot. Now, let’s get back to training. We need to stay sharp and be ready for whatever comes our way,” I said, redirecting the focus with our sparring.

As we resumed, the bond between Ethan and I strengthened. I can see admiration in his eyes, maybe because of the love and dedication I had for Chassy, and he recognized the depth of our connection. In the midst of combat practice, we found solace and support in each other, united by the common goal of protecting our pack and eagerly awaiting Chassy’s return.

He didn’t know about Silas and Chas being mates and I don’t know what he will think about it. I want to discuss this matter with Limuel and Jack too, but I don’t know where to get the guts to do so. It was hard for me to share with them the dilemma I was in. As Alpha, I never heard anyone of the same rank share their mates with anyone, especially a vampire. So this is something phenomenal other than Chas being a Lycan.

The following day, I was in my office and was reading the report from the borders with a map spread out on the desk before I marked it with recent rogue and vampire sightings. I am starting to worry about the pack’s safety since there have been constant rogue sightings around the pack’s borders. We had been on high alert, with reports pouring in about increased activity along the borders. My brow furrowed in concern as I analyzed the patterns and concentrations.

The constant rogue sightings were particularly troubling. Rogues, werewolves without a pack, could be unpredictable and dangerous. Their presence in such numbers indicated a disturbance, perhaps a larger force pushing them toward my pack territory. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something significant was at play.

Vampire sightings added another layer of complexity. The uneasy alliance forged to face the awakened Silas had held, but the recent uptick in their activity was disconcerting. The fragile peace between the werewolves and vampires seemed to be teetering on the edge.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

I sighed, my mind heavy with the responsibility of leading my pack through these turbulent times. The safety of my pack members, including my mate Chassy, weighed heavily on my shoulders. The moon goddess had granted us strength, but challenges persisted.

The door to my office creaked open, and Limuel entered. “Alpha, rogue sightings are increasing along the southern border. They seem organized, not just random rogues.”

I nodded, absorbing the information. “And the vampires?”

I saw Limuel hesitate before responding. “They’re testing our borders, circling around. It’s like they’re probing for weaknesses, Alpha.”

My jaw clenched, and a mix of frustration and determination flashed in my eyes. “We can’t let them exploit any weaknesses. Gather the warriors, increase patrols, and make sure the border defenses are reinforced. We need to send a clear message to both rogues and vampires that the Red Moon Pack won’t be an easy target.”

Limuel nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “I’ll coordinate with the warriors and organize a strategy. We’ll fortify our defenses and keep a close watch on the borders.”

As Limuel left to carry out my orders, I leaned back in my chair, my mind racing with thoughts of the challenges ahead. The Red Moon Pack had weathered storms before, but this felt different-an intricate web of threats converging on our territory.

Chassy’s absence, dealing with matters in the Silver Moon Pack, only added to my concerns. The mate bond tugged at my senses, a constant reminder of our connection. I couldn’t shake the worry for her safety, knowing that she faced challenges of her own.

In the midst of uncertainty, I resolved to lead my pack with strength and resilience. The Red Moon Pack would stand firm against the rising tide of rogues and the lurking threat of vampires. The moon above is a witness to my determination, casting a silvery glow on the map that outlines the challenges ahead. Problems come after each other.