Chapter 5

ALPHA BENSON:

"Benson, you have to forgive Emma and take her back as your mate. You need a Luna to govern this pack," my mother, Luna Nova, spoke to me as she came into my bedroom.

It was a bright Monday morning, and I wanted to visit the pack hospital as well as other establishments we have in the Crescent Moon Pack.

I had finished bathing and was dressing in my room when my mother came in. She is a 45-year-old woman, brown-skinned, with orange eyes and red hair.

Mom was beautiful, but she was speaking to me about accepting a mate who cheated on me.

The moment I caught Emma Collins cheating on me with one of my pack warriors, I didn't waste time rejecting her—and now my mother wanted to speak to me about it.

My only annoyance was that Emma and I already had a child, and I didn't want to see her or her baby. It made me feel like I wasn't the father of her daughter.

"Mom," I sighed as I stood beside my bed, wearing a brown shirt and black trousers.

I had my back facing her, avoiding her gaze. Mom has an enchanting face that could cause any man to lust after her, and I didn’t want to fall for her looks and accept Emma back. It was over between Emma and me, and I wanted to do a DNA test to know if Emma’s daughter, Celine, is truly my child.

Celine is two years old and resembles Emma. I wanted to consider doing the DNA test now that Emma has been sent away.

"Mom, I cannot take Emma back. You don’t expect me to have a cheating mate ruling beside me. Have you thought of the possibility that she might plot to kill me so that she can have one of her lovers become the new Alpha of our pack? Emma and I are fated mates, and I did everything to satisfy her. But she is a nymph and never satisfied. As an Alpha, I have the pack to take care of. I cannot be fụcking my wife morning, afternoon, and night. Who does that?"

I looked at my mother’s face, and she sighed.

"I understand, Benson. But Emma has also done well as the pack’s Luna. She will govern the pack well. Just bring her back," Mom begged me. She wore a red top and black skirt with black sandals, and she is of average height.

I sighed. "I will think about it, but not now. And I don’t want to see Emma anywhere around this palace. The way you plead on her behalf makes me wonder if that was how you cheated on my father, too?" I asked my mother, and her eyes narrowed at me.

"Benson!" Mom yelled my name and spat, "I never cheated on your father. I understand the responsibility that comes with being a Luna. But for the sake of your child and your mate bond with Emma..."

"The mate bond is already broken. I will find another mate and, if possible, a second-chance mate," I told my mother as I approached her and held her shoulders warmly.

"Mom, we have successfully built a strong pack over the years. We cannot allow someone like Emma, who isn’t trustworthy, to rule beside me. All she cares about is sex, and she would be ready to sell our pack off once she sees another man with a good dîck to pleasure her as much as she wants. I cannot take that risk now, and I am not stopping you from going to see Emma and Celine at her father’s house. But she is not welcome here."

I let go of my mother's arms and went to pick up my briefcase, set to leave for my office first.

"That’s fine, Benson. You should join me for breakfast before leaving the house," Mom said as she turned to leave my bedroom.

"Alright, Mom," I agreed and walked to meet her. We exited the room together.

As we went downstairs to the living room, my father came in and looked at us.

"Good morning, Dad," I greeted him, seeing he was dressed in black—a black top and trousers. He smiled at me.

"Morning, Benson. Where are you going now? We have some business partners from the Bright Moon Pack who want to meet with us today. Aren’t you going to wait to welcome them?" Dad asked. I knew that, for the sake of peace, he had been doing business with Alpha Bruce Adonis. The man has claimed many territories and rules over them, and if not for Dad’s partnership with him, they would have launched an attack on my territory.

My pack is a peaceful one, but I don’t accept foreigners from other packs easily. Even when I do, I tend to keep watch on them to ensure they aren’t a threat to my pack members' lives and business.

"Dad, I will be back before Beta Andrew gets here, so you have nothing to worry about. It’s only 8 a.m., and I have to visit other establishments as we discussed last week," I said, glancing at the golden wristwatch strapped around my left wrist.

"That’s fine, Benson. I just came from the pack’s training camp. I’ll be going back soon, but I wanted to remind you," Dad said. He is a 50-year-old man who handed the pack over to me barely a year ago, but he still likes to remind me of my duties and business appointments with other pack Alphas.

"It’s alright, Father. You have nothing to worry about. My pack will never come under attack. Even if it does, I will be ready for any war with the other top packs," I assured him as he stood in the living room.

"Alright," Dad agreed, while I went to the dining table to have breakfast with my mother. I am not her only child; I have two siblings: a younger brother named Bowen, who is 23 laboratory expert, and a younger sister named Vera, who is 18 and had graduated from high school.

I am 26 years old. I sighed and sat in the dining room chair to have my breakfast with my mother.