Lana is finally going back to school today. I’m very grateful to Amara for her helping Lana through this difficult time. Lana’s tantrums are under control and she seems to be doing well with her grief. I’m not sure she has totally worked past the grief of losing her mother and she might not fully understand or accept the loss till she is older. For now Lana is in a much better spot than she was four months ago. Hard to believe it’s been over a month since Amara and I have been mates.  Last week our little date in the city was nice. Letting Amara mark me was a big move and I know how much she appreciated the meaning of the gesture. I’m going to need to make big and important moves with Alana if I’m ever going to fully earn her forgiveness. I know I fucked up so bad in the begining. I’m pretty pissed at myself for how shitty I was to Amara. She must be a damn angel or something to put up with my asshol

Entering the restaurant with Amara following behind me. Frustration eats at me as the hostess shows us to our table. Of course they give me the best table on the outside patio overlooking the river. Amara sits down and offers an awkward smile as the hostess calls her Luna. She isn’t used to being called Luna, but she will get used to it.  I was always used to being called Alpha. Even before I was officially Alpha and took over for my father, I was addressed as Alpha since I was the next one. Being Alpha was always so important to me. I saw it as a chance to prove myself to my parents and pack. While my parents are wonderful and they never forced me to be Alpha, I still felt this need to prove to them I could be just as good at leading the pack as they are. So I focused on bettering the pack. Making better trades and treaties. Formed alliances with other packs which is now coming in handy and soon the

I’m in my new office. I have an official office as Luna in the pack house. It’s next to Matteo’s office. I was able to set up the way I wanted and even redecorate it. A little over a week has gone by since I started my official Luna duties. It’s going better than I thought and I’m doing things that match what I originally wanted to do with my life. When we had our meeting with Lana’s teachers they expressed concerns with the education system currently in place. Apparently, they had asked Cheryl many times in the past to help them revamp the education system. Cheryl kept declining them claiming she didn’t have time.  This angered Matteo as he is now wondering what else Cheryl neglected as Luna. He hasn’t been thrilled with what he’s finding out. As I take over more and more Luna duties we are discovering that Cheryl wasn’t doing much to help the pack when they asked. No wonder they are thrilled she is

My nerves are fried, absolutely fried with this cursed dinner with my family. I’ve debated about canceling, but the dinner is in a few hours now. There’s no way I’m going to cancel now. I’d never hear the end of it. The backlash wouldn’t be worth it, although neither is whatever this dinner brings.  I should have never texted my mom. I should have just let them think I’m the bad child even though I’ve spent my whole life trying to be worthy in their eyes. That’s all I’ve ever wanted was to be accepted by my family. To feel like I belonged with them, that I mattered to them. I clearly don’t as they don’t even know me. I can’t believe they have the audacity to think I actually did something wrong to get imprisoned. I’ve never broken pack law, not once. Even though I was tempted and peer pressure is a bitch, I resisted.  Matteo is being supportive even

We take our seats at the dining room table. I’m not a fan of Amara’s family. So far, they have not impressed me. They are so judgy of Amara and I don’t understand why. Amara is a good person and she strives to help as many pack members as she can. Her heart is huge and kind. Amara is a wonderful Luna. Honestly, she is all I hoped for in a Luna and more. Plus, she has never done anything wrong when it comes to pack laws. I’m the dumbass who imprisoned her.  I also didn’t like how they assumed I was asking them to take her back. I would never give Amara up, I’ve always known that. Even when I was being a royal asshole to her, I knew I would never give her up. The second I knew she was my second chance mate there was a part of me that was happy, but my guilt consumed then.  While it feels like a lifetime has passed since Cheryl died, it’s not even been