Most she-wolves always look forward to the hunt, while the ambitious ones whimsically dreamt of becoming Luna. Either way, the girls loved the festivity, the thrill, the feeling of hiding while your heart beat loudly in your ears, keeping still, until your nose catches a scent and you hear the sound of paws approaching. So no wonder how it's just twelve fifteen yet the pack house is surrounded by she wolves.
The moment Ian and the girls arrived at their destination, Antara couldn't contain herself. She was in awe of her surroundings. The pack house is just as it was when she last visited it for the annual Selene feast; elegantly reposed at the fore of the forest, eclectic, colossal and intimidating. On the other hand, her sister's assessment of her surroundings was rather flippant. Yes, she admired the mighty structure in front of her, yes, she was a fan of the beautiful field spread out on the right side of the structure -where the guards trained, of course she loved the mountains in the distance, that when viewed from the road seemed as though they were right behind the pack house. The pack house wasn't fenced neither did it have a gate, it was just there, surrounded by nature. A vertical concrete road led to it and right in front of it was the bronze statue of a scary looking wolf whose mouth will forever remain wide open showcasing harmful canines. It stood tall with it's right paw in the air. June admired all these but she's used to it.They lingered some moments longer with their dad in the car before stepping out. They sauntered to the crowd of she wolves gathered just outside the pack house. The doors weren't open yet. So everyone waited, chattering and laughing. It was during the wait that the Gilbert sisters were greeted with an unexpected brown skinned face that held a most excited grin."June!!" Palmer squealed. June gasped, short of words. How long has it been? Two years? Alas, here, right in front of her, stood her high school best friend, Palmer Holton. Palmer's plump frame gathered June in a reunion embrace. Antara joined in the embrace."June? oh my God, I'm so happy right now, look at Tara, lord, how did she get so tall?!" Palmer's lashes fluttered as she blinked rapidly. Her dark brown hair fell in waves that framed her round face."I must say Palmer, I never expected to see you here," June stated.Palmer chortled, "You can't blame me, I got so tired and bored of being single, I had to help myself."Antara giggled, such a pitchy yet genuine sound it was, "While I had to force June to help herself!""Nah, June is an independent woman, ever contended with herself."June shook her head, "And your not, huh?"♧♧♧A blond, slender figure clad in a red exotic dress and jewellery to match, strode alongside Jason in the direction of the underground dungeon out back."Let them in and have the servants serve them in the big room," Jason instructed, his hands in his pockets."And the males?" The lady asked."The den, serve them in the den."The lady nodded and halted, in order to go back and carry out her alpha's orders."I trust you can handle things Almira, I'll be right back."His jet black footwear made clicking noises with the marble floor until he was outside. He advanced towards the cabin at the backyard where George was waiting for him."Finally," George commented while leading the way, "They both haven't said a word since I got them. William said they're names are Timon and Zack, apparently he's met them before." He pulled open a door on the floor of the cabin, revealing a stairway that led underground. "So what are you going to ask them?""Nothing, for now, I just want to see them."And that he did, the moment he got to the end of the stairway, walked the dimly lit corridor between two rows of empty and occupied cells till he got to cell B17. Both rogues were locked up in the same cell. They looked awfully calm and composed. William dutifully introduced them to Jason and Jason observed them. Timon had black hair that was spiky, his sunken black eyes gave him a grave look and he's cheekbones were over pronounced. He was tall, but taller not Jason. Zack however, was a short, sturdy, bald man. So bald his head shone. His eyes seemed too big for his head and his lips chapped. A golden stud glinted on both earlobes."Gorah probably sent them." Jason mumbled.George nodded, "I think so too."Alpha Gorah Timbers, ruler of the rogue pack nearest to the Eclipse.Jason said nothing to the rogues, just assessed them and ambled away. Next stop, he's mother's chambers.Regina was busy writing in her journal when she heard the knock on the door. She knew who was on the other side of the door and she uttered a soft 'come in' but she didn't stop writing. Her paragraphs an indecipherable mess. She never went to school so fifty percent of her spellings were wrong. The sentences a tight chain of capital and small letters. She was on her bed, a pillow on her lap, her journal on the pillow. Her sleek black hair fell over face as her neck was angled downward. She didn't look up till Jason uttered a soft; "mother,""Son," She is a pretty woman in her mid-fifties, with a subtle smile that didn't reach her sky blue eyes, eyes that radiated loneliness. She still grieved over Bennett. She tapped the bed beside her for her son to come sit.Jason sat, "How are you?""I look good, don't I?"Jason nodded."Tell me you've had breakfast"Jason smiled warmly, "I have."A moment of silence passed, then;"Any progress?" She asked, referring to the on-going investigation. She seldom interfered in the investigation but the few times she did, Jason was ever ready to fill her in.He began with a sigh, "Not really, intact I see no progress in sight. I fear we may never find father's murderers. They left zero clues, but we won't stop trying. By tomorrow we will pay Alpha Gorah a visit.""Why?" Her eyes held his."George caught two members of his pack trespassing. We suspect he sent them.""Do you think their trespassing has anything to do with the murder?""Honestly, I don't know. But I'll definitely have a chat with them.""You should let them go if they have nothing to do with the murder?""And how would we know if they have anything with the murder or not? We can't take their word for it."Regina searched her son's eyes, no, she was trying to read them. He was sounding like her late mate and she didn't like it. But she let it slide. And when he leaves, she'll pray, she'll pray to the moon goddess for her son, that he finds his mate, and that she'll be loving, obedient, and intelligent, that she'll be a perfect companion for her son, she'll love her son, she'll assist him, she'll help maintain order and unity in the pack.Silence enveloped the room for several minutes.But Jason later broke it, "On a scale of one to ten mother, how much do you miss father?"She smiled, "fifty!" She said without missing a beat. "He was my mate, I feel empty without him.""He was a complicated man though,""Still, he was my mate, sure I didn't always understand him," she had this dreamy look in her eyes as she spoke."Nobody did,""George did, despite their many fights.""Remember that time he had George thrown into the dungeon?" Jason said with an amused glint in his eyes.Regina couldn't help but laugh. Her laughter was short and light. "But then you intervened... you know, that was the day I knew you would make a perfect alpha."Jason tried not to snort at that. He hasn't even been alpha for more than two weeks and he was already falling apart. How perfect!The clock struck five and George, along with the council of elders, gathered to commence the hunt. The sounds of congas filled the air, melding with the sound of tambourines. Two harps could be heard vibrating melodious symphony. The sky was clear and cloudless, the sun radiated its glory. The awaited time has arrived. A majority of the Male wolves had already shifted and were wandering around, awaiting the elders to commence the hunt. While the elders were awaiting the arrival of the Alpha. Jason was on his way. He strode with confidence towards the field, William by his side. The moment he got to where the elders where, he nodded his greeting and they reciprocated. He took off his blazer and handed it to William just as Clover, head of the council, stepped forward to give his opening remark."With immense enthusiasm, I welcome every wolf present..." Clover's brisk voice shoot forth and the air propagated it, that even the she wolves hiding deep inside the forest could hear him clea
Almira trudged over to where her brother was stood by the main door to the pack house, bobbing his head to the instruments and watching the servants set up bonfires. She glanced at his side view before moving her gaze to the direction of the commotion out. The hunt was over, it was time for bonfire dinner, as it was organised after every hunt.She inhaled; "You were not part of the hunt." She spoke plainly to her brother. Richards turned to face her, "Why did your statement sound like a question?" He was smiling dryly. "I want to know why you were not part of the hunt.""No reason, you were not part of the hunt either.""None of the males present is my mate. I can tell because I served them all. But you, you can't keep hiding.""Hiding?" Richards snorted at her choice of words."You're hiding, you avoid mingling with people because it makes you unnecessarily anxious, nervous, I get it. But you can't keep avoiding the public. You are the next Beta, you will be expected to spend a goo
The bonfire dinner went well past midnight. The coupled wolves only began to disperse by three in the morning. Jason excused himself from the company of his mother and headed for the pack house. He stepped into the shower with Regina and June's earlier conversation replaying in his mind. His mother seemed to have alot of questions for June;"What's your father's name?""Ian Gilbert." June did justice to all her questions without any exhibition of nervousness or irritation. "Gilbert? Are you related to the late Monty Gilbert?" June had smiled, "Yes, he was my granduncle."Regina nodded, she knew a generous percent of the families in the pack by last name. And the Gilberts, she perceived they were indeed a noble family at least from what she'd heard about Monty. "And your mother?""Deceased.""Oh, sorry about that."A sigh escaped Jason's lips as the cool water cascaded from his thick mass of wispy black hair down his body. He ran through his face before picking up the bottle of body
June's knuckles rapped on the door softly, the door to Regina's chambers."That you Jason?" Regina's soft voice rang out."No, it's June."A grin creeped upon Regina's face, "oh come on in, June."June stepped in, hands behind her back. She returned Regina's smile. She watched the woman tuck a black journal beneath one of the pillows before getting up from her comfortable position on the enticing bed. Regina moved with grace towards the walk in closet, "Almira must've told you...""Yes, she did," June watched as she disappeared into the closet and appeared with a long, flowing white lace gown. "This, my darling, is the dress I'd love for you to wear to the coronation this evening."June was awestruck, and at a loss for words. "It's, oh God," she chuckled, "it's beautiful." Breathtaking infact."It will look even more beautiful on you." Regina placed the dress in June's arms. The lace formed the ball of the gown, the numerous stones attached to it reflected rainbow coloured lights. Th
"Good morning Luna," Almira rendered a cheery greeting the moment June stepped into the kitchen the next morning, looking groggy and sleepy eyed."Morning Almira, what you doing?" June asked, observing as servants moved around the kitchen.Almira pulled out a plastic bowl from the fridge before responding to June's question. "Preparing breakfast." She ambled to the microwave. June took further steps into the kitchen, "Permission to join you,"Almira giggled, "Permission granted."June moved to stand beside her, "So, how does this work? How do you know what each person wants for breakfast and prepare it?"Almira pointed behind her at the fridge, "Regina put up a timetable, and today we're having pancakes, potato salad, boiled eggs, cream soup and yoghurt, we make the yoghurt."June smiled, "Let me fry the pancakes?" "Sanu," Almira called to a servant who was mixing batter in a large bowl. "Give the bowl to Luna, she wants to do it." The bald, middle aged man nodded and handed June the
"But Alpha, how can you be so sure?" George inquired of his alpha after he made such shocking declaration. "I just know." Jason stood by his claim. Gorah is responsible for his father's murder and he won't go free."But what proof do we have Alpha? We can't just behead him without solid evidence." William quipped.Jason kept mute. His paws hitting the soil viciously. ♧♧♧June and Almira were in the process of walking back into the pack house after running endless laps on the field, when they caught two guards climbing up the stairs to the front door with an elderly ginger haired woman in tow.Almira's face immediately lit up with a bright smile. "Theodosia." She mumbled "Huh?" June perked up an eyebrow, her eyes scanning the pretty old lady."That's Theodosia, Regina's close friend. She's a wolf but she has psychic powers, she's kinda of like a medium.""Supernatural wolves exist?" June asked."They're rare but they're there. They exist." She quickened her pace. June marveled at th
Jason's eyes couldn't have gone any wider. With his jaw hanging, he stared at the back of June's head. But the latter wasn't done yet as she stepped menacingly towards the old woman and mouthed the words; "fuck off Theodosia."And then poof, June was no longer in the living room and Jason had no idea what to do first, apologise to Theodosia or chase after his mate."I'm, I'm..." he started but dashed off before he could finish. While he ran towards the door leading outside the pack house, his mother had gone to stand beside her friend, her mouth gushing out a million sorrys and shedoesn'tusually behavethisways. Almira joined her while her twin brother looked amused by the whole scene.Standing on the steps, he scanned the courtyard for her frame before he caught her still running off towards the road. Subsequently, he chased after her. Trust the alpha to get to her that quickly."June!" He grabbed hold of her upper hand and whirled her around to face to him.She wrenched her arm free
The sun was yet to rise the next morning by the time Jason heard his mate sneaking into their room. He turned and looked over his shoulder at her. He was stationed at the reading table, the pencil in hand poised few inches away from the thick book in front of him. The moment his eyes met hers, she seemed to freeze on the spot, allowing him to take in her appearance. Her disheveled hair, wide eyes, rumpled blouse and rapid chest movements. His forehead seemed to scrunch up as his nostrils began to pick up a different smell around her. It was a musky masculine smell. The smell mixed with hers in a way it shouldn't. It merged with hers like as though she'd had sex with the owner of the musky smell. Now the widening of Jason's golden brown orbs happened so slowly it was almost funny. His wolf went wild in his head, causing his orbs to glaze with fury. While she just stood there with her back to the closed door, staring at him candidly. She noticed his shallow breaths and immediately kne