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I heard another say but I decided to ignore and focus on what was ahead. Kaden and I reached the stage and he helped me up. Once we both were standing on the stage, one of the elders stood up and addressed the pack. "Good afternoon Black Phantom pack. Thank you all for coming to the ceremony and witness the crowning of our new Luna." The elder turned and faced us, "Kade, Kaira please come forward." Kaden and I step forward and knelt in front of him. " Do you Kaira Smith accept Kaden Black as your mate and alpha, do you also agree to lead by his side and be a strong Luna this park needs?" The elder asked and I took a deep breath.

Alpha Charles is defeated. Alpha Marcus stood and gave his hand to Alpha Charles but Alpha Charles ignored him and said, "One more round." I gave my hand to Alpha Charles and said, "Alpha Charles." Alpha Charles took my hand in his and stood. I felt they both were competent. But we have some issues. They are impulsive.

"I've picked up bits about the storied Blackthorn history. Got me wondering... are there other groups with 'Great Alpha' honors, like yours? Or is that just for Victor?" The pair swapped a look, a mix of pride and something guarded in their expressions. The taller one spoke up. "The 'Great Alpha' tag is an old-school title, kept only for the straight line from the Blackthorn Deals. It stands for the judge, the keeper of balance. Nobody else holds it. It's Alpha Victor's alone." The certainty in his words left no room for doubt. Just the one.

He was sending message to his only friend, Adom. The most delectable, earth-shattering scent worked its way through Ash foggy brain as she took deep breaths. The scent of apples and jasmine and a beautiful base note of roses all accented by the most perfect scent of Alpha he had ever had the pleasure of smelling invaded hid lungs. Alpha, the scent of Alpha. His Alpha! "MY ALPHA" she barked out as the realisation hit him like one of those new steam trains. She sat bolt upright as his eyes sprang open, which was a mistake, not the biggest one he had made today, admittedly, but bad enough. He slumped back onto the sofa as a wave of dizziness overtook him.

Which he knew would annoy her. Cynthia glared at him over her shoulder. Apollo clapped Merc on the back then pulled him away from the sorority house.

He had short wavy hair and a huge tattoo of a wolf on the back of his neck. "Where is he taking him?" I whispered at Devin when the men were out of the room. "For pledging, it's nothing, it only hurts a little." Devin shrugged. "Hurts??" I widened my eyes. "You'll be fine," he chuckled at me. "Alright if you say so." I sighed. The men were out in less than five minutes. "Alright, it's your turn miss." Alpha Shepherd beckoned at me. I looked at Ryan with worried eyes.

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

I planned on letting the triplets know that I wasn't happy with this and forcing me into doing things I didn't want wouldn't make me forgive them. Right outside the school was a Rolls Royce with the Alpha symbol on it. The Alpha symbol was a gold shield that had a wolf in the middle and the name of our pack, inscribed at the bottom. The shield was placed on any property owned by the Alpha's family. Right in front of the Rolls Royce were two guards. They scanned the areas like predators and when one of them sighted me, he looked at a photo in his hand and then he informed the other guard to look at me.

“For me?” Malcolm, who’s been standing like a silent wall behind him, looks equally curious. I take the letter with a slightly trembling hand, adjusting my glasses on the bridge of my nose.. The glasses help, but even now I have to squint a little to make out the neat, looping handwriting. ‘To the Moonfire Healer, Stacy White, The Alpha Prime requests your presence at the Capital City for the upcoming Junior Alphas’ Gala in two days’ time. Your exceptional service during the wolf fever epidemic has not gone unnoticed. It is his wish to honor you for your bravery and healing prowess before all Alphas.’

Garrett stated. Wow, so this was his own stance and I realised that I had not been giving him credit enough. "Well, that makes two of you." Harold responded. "What do you mean?" I asked him. "The tattoo on Peter's hand has already disqualified him from being Alpha. An Alpha must have no blemishes, remember?" He asked. "But that's a work of art!" Damon said quickly.