Alpha, Not Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Alpha Soren “F*cking Christ!” I grumble when a sharp knock is heard on my door, almost deafening me. I know it’s most likely a regular knock but after a night of drinking...well you know the deal. It’s Will. He barges in, fresh looking considering how I feel at the moment and glares down at my foetal form on my bed. “This crap has got to stop, Soren. The pack is murmuring amongst themselves about their luna.” He got straight to the point. It’s too early in the morning for this... Logan is a bit groggy as well but at the mention of luna, he clears his mind. Of course, the pack is concerned about me. They might overthrow me if it were possible to form a rebellion or if anyone would challenge me for my alpha spot. An alpha without a luna at my age, twenty-eight, is almost unheard of. Sure, it happens but very rarely and most times it’s because the luna had died. In that scenario, it’s normal for an alpha to be without his moon mate and sometimes he would get a second chance

Meg Red sings her words and I grin just as the afternoon winds pick up my long loose hair and scatter it around my face. “This ought to do, yes?” I smile down at my pink and white sneakers that I never could have afforded while I lived here. My fitted stylish denim jeans and my sleeveless satin white top, which I could now afford because I worked damn hard to finish my courses to be able to get the secure a job so that I could now finance me and my child. And I didn’t plan on stopping there. Not to mention Jax and I playing house with me also meant bills were split, so more money to spend on things I never had or even dared to dream about in the past. My past provided me with no luxury, jewellery and only hand-me-downs. Forget luxury, that word is incorrect. I am way past the thinking of having a simple pair of shoes bought for me and only me, as a luxury. That is basic needs. Basic everyday needs that all children require to just be happy to be a teenage

Meg The witch told me I should dive deeper into my memories and see what unsettled me so deeply that I pushed everyone away. How did my parents die, she had queried. Are they dead or is it just what I had been told? Where are my siblings and what about my extended family? Did I remember anyone else? Were they part of my pack? Yes, the witch knew of our existence. Jax’s mother said she had no idea how I came to the pack. She only knew me from the Omega house and only when I started school, she’d confessed sheepishly. Yeah, no wolf in their correct minds really hung around the omega house. And those who were there were there for a good reason and not to play or be friendly. Nobody paid attention to the child who fell over and cried, her knees scraped and bleeding. They did look but then they turned away, ignoring me. Not even coming to my aid when I screamed louder wondering in my tiny innocent mind, why wasn’t anybody coming to kiss my wound, like I’d seen other grown-ups do to other

Alpha Soren The world around me fades away and I only see her. It’s as if time slowed for us to admire each other. But my mind denies it- this cannot be Meg, she’s- dead! This is my eyes playing tricks on me because I am grieving and hung up on Meg. It’s my guilt doing this because she has the same name as my mate and maybe the same hair- Electrifying tingles hit me from all directions more intensely than seconds ago. It radiates from every fibre of my being to every extremity. I feel primal on an instinctual level. My heart races, not from fear or excitement but from a profound recognition that this woman is meant for me. My pulses screamed out to her but my throat went dry. No, her hair is different than Meg’s. Thicker, richer looking, shiny and blacker. Shorter. She smells different too. Meg smells like mangoes- her scent invades my senses but the newcomer scoffs. It’s the most beautiful sound I have heard in the longest time. Logan smirks. His tail wagging.

Meg Holding Mackenzie’s small hand loosely as we approached the Omega House. Watching through new eyes, it seemed old yet a well-maintained building. It had been years since I had last set foot here, and though I had risen above my omega status, the memories remained etched in my heart. This place had been my sort of sanctuary, the one stable element in a world that often felt tumultuous and unforgiving. Mackenzie tugged on my hand, her bright eyes wide with curiosity. "Are your friends, really here mummy?" Her tone reflected her near disbelief that her mother could have those. I never knew she was smart enough to think this way. True, While I did settle in well to my new settings- the only world my daughter has ever known, I didn’t make friends in the way she suggested. As in friends I hung out with. Sure, I had people I was friendly with but to go out with and have come over- no. Jax was the only one I hung out in such a way with. I smiled down at her daughter, brushing a stra