A Stupid Mating Ball pt 1

Duncan

“Why do I have to go to this stupid mating ball at the Blood Moon Pack?” I asked Gideon, my best friend and the Alpha Prince.

“I’ve told you, Duncan. We suspect something is off over at Blood Moon with the treatment of the omegas, and this is the perfect opportunity to slip you in there to take a look for us. I’ve already been committed to an event elsewhere, and Mom and Dad wouldn’t have a legitimate reason to show up at a mating ball, considering they’ve been mated for 40 years already,” he responded.

“Right. But why me? Don’t you have any other people you could send in? What about your future beta and gamma? Don’t they need mates, too?” I argued.

“Yes, they do, but they’ll be with me. I’m headed over to the Darkshade Coven to meet with King Dorian and negotiate the renewal of our alliance, and I need Axel and Malachi with me on that. They both need to witness the process and negotiations so that they can act in my absence if and when the time comes. You know this; you’re just being difficult because you don’t want to chance finding your mate,” Gideon responded, a weird combination of exasperation and smugness in his voice.

“I just don’t feel like dealing with Alpha James and his spoiled little pissant of a son, Tobias. They’re both narcissistic, pompous, self-impor-”

“All right, all right, I get your point. But come on, Duncan. That’s precisely the reason we need someone to go check this out. Mom is adamant about it. She won’t tell me why, but she needs someone we trust to go, and we don’t trust anyone more than you. Besides that, you’ve got the perfect excuse, already have the invitation in hand, AND have the exact ability we need to determine whether something is going on there. Your psychometry power could mean the difference between finding out what’s really going on or leaving the omegas to be abused.”

“You really know how to lay it on me, don’t you? Fine, Gideon. I’ll go. And I’ll do my best to poke around while I’m there, but you know I can’t always control when I get flashes. It’s frustrating, but I just can’t control that one like I can control my storm power. I’ll take Julian and Lucian with me. Between the three of us, if there’s something to find, I’m sure we’ll find it. But you owe me, damn it. You know I hate mating balls, and a mating ball at the Blood Moon Pack is just extra trouble on top,” I told him, resigned to helping. Knowing that Luna Queen Gwen was suspicious that there was abuse happening, I couldn’t NOT go. ‘If there’s something bad going on, we’ll find it. Plus, I have a feeling that we need to be there, Duncan. I don’t know what it is, but I think Mother wants us to go, which means that there IS something happening or something is going to happen that we need to be there for,’ my wolf Conn told me.

‘You’ve spoken with the Goddess? She wants us to go to Blood Moon? This can’t be good,’ I responded to him.

‘I don’t know whether it’s good or bad, but she said we would have a task coming up that will send us to another pack, and that we MUST go,’ Conn replied.

“Duncan? Are you still there?” Gideon asked.

“Sorry. Conn was giving me his two cents. Apparently, he’s spoken with the Goddess, and she wants us to go as well, so there’s no way that we’re not going to help out now.”

“Well, shit. No wonder Mom is pushing it, then. If Conn’s spoken with Selene, and my mother is concerned…maybe I should postpone these negotiations and go with you after all,” he said.

“No, you know that wouldn’t be appropriate, plus I can’t imagine your father would let you postpone alliance negotiations with the Vampire King. We’ve got this. I’ll keep you updated,” I replied.

“All right. If there’s something you need from me in the meantime, you know where to find me. I’ve got to go round up my crew for our visit. You should probably do the same.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll talk to you later, Gideon.”

“Later.”

After I hung up the phone, I sent a quick email to RSVP for my group to the Blood Moon Mating Ball, and mindlinked my Beta and Gamma. “Julian, Lucian, to my office, please.”

“On my way,” Lucian responded.

“Be there in a few, coming from the training field,” Julian replied.

While I waited, I coordinated with my head omega to get my packing done and with my warriors to get travel arrangements made. Blood Moon was only a few hours’ drive away, so we could make the trip with unmated warriors and kill two birds with one stone. Those who are still unmated usually like the opportunity to attend the balls, so it’s good for morale to ask for volunteers for the security detail.

At the knock on my door, I stated, “Enter.” Lucian came in, followed by Julian. My beta and my gamma were both unmated, so I wouldn’t have an issue getting them in with me.

“What’s going on, Duncan?” Julian asked once they were settled. My leadership team knows they don’t need to add the “Alpha” title unless we’re around others, and I’m glad that they’re comfortable enough with me to drop it in private. Some alphas are ridiculous about requiring the title at all times, but that’s not the kind of alpha that I want to be. Julian and Lucian have grown up with me, so it’s a little easier for them, but my Delta and Head Warrior still struggle sometimes to drop the formality.

“You two need to pack a bag. We’re leaving tomorrow to head over to Blood Moon Pack’s mating ball,” I dropped on them.