Her Forever Luna

Chapter 2

Alpha Browne's Point of View..

I poured myself a generous measure of whiskey and drank half of it in one mouthful. I didn’t really enjoy the drink itself, but I had noticed that the Alpha’s of the neighbouring packs always had it on display and what was good for them was good for me. My desk phone rang with its usual annoying shrill, although not as annoying as the voice that I knew would be at the other end of it. I looked at my wall clock, it was just before 11am so I knew why my phone was ringing. I quickly finished the rest of my Whiskey, well it must be 5pm somewhere.

“SPEAK”

“oh..um..Good Morning Alpha, Alpha Stewart and his daughter are on their way to your office. I, um, I did tell them to knock, as I, um, I know that….”

I put the phone down on that dreadful woman, her voice to me was like nails down a chalkboard. Goddess knows why I decided to let her be my receptionist, she should be at home with the children like the rest of the shewolves. After all, that is what they are born for. Shewolves are only needed for the production and rearing of pups, preferably male ones. No more, no less. As for those that cannot perform that simple task, they are put to work as cooks and cleaners for the main pack house. Those that have already brought up their children work in the school and the nursery, and they should be grateful for this opportunity. The men in this pack are superior and they are made aware of this from the moment they are born. Due to the limited amount of territory my pack has been gifted, I have limited all families to have 2 pups each. Ideally, a male first and then a female.

When a shewolf gives birth to a male pup, it is a cause of celebration as we are able to continue expanding the pack. The father of that pup gets a pat on the back for a job well done. They have produced an heir to their family and contributed to the strength of the pack. The birth of a female pup, however, is not celebrated, its barely even acknowledged. There is no pat on the back for the father, and the mother is questioned about how she could have got it so wrong. And for the shewolves that birth 2 daughters, well, the guilt they should feel for letting down the entire pack is more than any punishment I could give out. It was for this reason that I suggested the pregnant shewolves should have mandatory scans to show the s*x of the pup; so that appropriate action could be taken. However, the Council of Elders did not agree with me and I was forbidden to implement this.

I was brought back to the present by a loud knock on the door, at least that b***h managed to get that right. I absolutely detested my meetings with Alpha Stewart. The way he ran his pack made my blood boil, empowering the shewolves and all that nonsense. I do not understand those packs that allow the shewolves to train as warriors. Surely you want your strongest fighters on the front line. Shewolves are weak and there is nothing that can be said to change my mind.

To make matters worse, he had even brought his daughter with him. He was grooming her to take over some of the pack duties once she was 18. Most Alphas would be encouraging her to find her mate, but that wasn't going to be for this shewolf. And I couldn't have been happier about that.

"ENTER" I roared spectacularly. The office door opened. Alpha Stewart and his waste of a daughter entered and Alpha held out his hand for me to shake, not a chance, I thought to myself.

"Alpha Stewart, I didn't realise it was bring your daughter to work day" I scoffed. "I would have got some colouring ready for her". The look on Alpha Stewart's face told me all I needed to know. I had gotten to him already. I was really going to enjoy this.