The phone rang, forcing the carefully cultivated silence to disappear.  I sighed staring at the phone with disdain.  I knew who was calling and had been dreading this moment all day.  I had rehashed our previous conversation in my mind and still found no solution.  I took a moment to collect myself before picking up the phone.   "They've agreed to let two people inside" I spoke directly.  I knew he would want to get straight to the point.  Formalities weren't needed unless there were witnesses.     "Two! Just two," an angry voice rang out from the other side "they are lucky we are giving them a choice. We should just send the army, I don't trust them."   "They agreed to support the crown," I said slo

"I am" She stated.  I stood with my mouth open.  She looked annoyed at my silence.  "I am Alpha Fiona Kerian of the Crescent Moon pack".   A female Alpha! I had never heard of a female Alpha.  Alphas were meant to be males and  Lunas were meant to be the female mate of an Alpha.  Every pack I knew worked that way.  Most male wolves I knew were stubborn and wouldn't accept a female as a leader.  They would say that it was breaking tradition.  Those with extreme views would say that even warriors should be male, arguing that a female's place was to sire and raise wolves.  Those ideas were slowly changing across the country, but some packs with older Alpha's held firm to their sense of tradition, fearing being displaced as packs moved into the modern era.   While I was tak

"What?" Dante asked sitting down on a large plush couch in the room after I told him that Fiona was my mate.  Dante had a concerned look on his face and fired question after question at me.  "Why didn't you say anything? Why didn't she say anything?"  His knee was bouncing up and down with enough force to drill a hole in the ground.  It was one of his nervous ticks.   I paced around the room and thought about why I hadn't said anything. It was a large room and looked like it came straight from a magazine.  The room was mostly white with natural colours and dried flowers spotted through the room.  There was a bay window overlooking a garden and several doors led to unknown places.  I would have to explore the room later.   "I don't know" I admitted finally.  It shook me, I was always so confid

*Cyrus*"She's late" I mind-linked Dante at the dinner table.  Normally Dante and I would joke about our insatiable appetites. Werewolves had high metabolisms and could eat a lot, but Dante and I, well even for a werewolf, ate a lot.  The Omega who stocked our kitchen in the Golden Moon packhouse learned that my idea of a snack was more of a meal for a small family.  After months of pulling his hair over how much we ate, he finally gave us a separate fridge, which we'd still clear out daily.  Today was different though.  All the food in front of me look delicious,  the pack had done their homework and had a lot of my favourites. Yet, I couldn't find my appetite.  I pushed around a piece of brisket on my plate, not wanting to be rude.     "Dinner has barely started" Dante replied via mind-link. 

*Cyrus*"If she wasn't your mate," Dante mind-linked me when Fiona stepped out of her office the next morning for a break. "I would have a few choice words to call her."  A growl from Blaze shut him up, but I knew Dante was right.  Surely, it was just the stress of answering to the King.  Fiona had been snippy all morning as we looked over her income reports.  There were a few times she outright glared at me, not needing words to get her message across.  To be fair, they were times when I would be trying to flirt or make 'unintentional' contact.  In the most recent offence, she simple threw her hands up in the air and walked out, leaving Dante and me staring at each other, wondering what we had said to offend her.  There was a knock on the door and an Omega girl came in with a platter of snacks and a pot of coffee.  "Alpha Fin asked me to bring yo