Alpha Jason Rogue Luna

chapter 6

Jason's POV

I couldn't wait to get up and stretch my tired legs. My wolf, who was whining since I hadn't let him run in a while, was causing me a headache. My ass is hurting.

Be quiet. In my brain, my wolf gave me a response. I rolled my eyes as I exited my vehicle. My pack companions surrounded me right away. The first to hug me were my parents. I received a strong slap on the back from my father, the former alpha, as he shook my hand. My mother, the Luna, hugged me tenderly. Again, I had come up empty-handed and had not seen any indication of a partner. My mother was still the Luna of my pack because of this. For the last three years, I have been leaving my area in quest of my partner. Mates were expected to cross paths shortly after their first shift and, maybe and very seldom, a year later. I'm twenty-one now. Five years have passed since my last shift. By now I ought to have located her. One by one, my pack mates welcomed me. They were also anticipating the return of their brand-new Luna. They once again gave me a feast to welcome me back. I didn't feel like going out or making friends. To be quite honest, I'm envious of all the couples and mated wolves that I would have to witness.

My parents offered me a pitiful grin when they saw my little attitude shift. Although I was beginning to lose faith in meeting my partner, they both understood how much I desired her. If I don't locate her by the time I'm twenty-two, I must mate with the other female in my pack with the highest rank except my sister. About that, I heard her a few feet away from me.

I have no idea about his automobile, but I would like to ride on him. I shuddered in contempt. To my surprise, Lucy was the dominant female fighter. With all due respect, I was astonished to find that she was able to get the high-ranking post. More than her training, I've seen her take care of her beauty and cosmetics, but who am I to criticize? She displayed her body more than I would have liked, but at least she is happy with who she is. No matter what she does or how she seems, if she can fight, then she can fight. But it was her attitude that irritated me. She would slam them whenever she had the opportunity. No matter their position or age, Lucy diverted everyone's attention, and that will always irritate me.

I obeyed and followed everyone into the pack house's backyard since I didn't want to offend anybody. I fiercely grinned at my pack as I swiftly surveyed my Beta. They are laughing and smiling affectionately towards one another as he has his arms around his partner's waist.

"Where is the woman rouge that you told me about?" I looked around and questioned, but all I could see were familiar faces. He began to scan the area as well, his confused brows furrowed together.

"I'm not certain. She often keeps to herself. I don't often see her. I gave him a thank-you pat on the shoulder while nodding.

Occasionally, errant members would approach me and start chatting about unrelated topics. From the oldest to the youngest member, I was familiar with everyone's names. I took a stroll, ate some food, and said "thank you" to everyone I could. I finally found my way back to Blaire and Jackson. With a few of the warriors, they were discussing perimeter patrols. They were worried that some rogues would start assaulting soon since the number of them had become too great. Although I like to keep my pack on the more tranquil side, we were taught to prevail in battle. A delicious fragrance caught my attention just as I was going to say anything. I took another breath of it, this time deeper. My wolf was going nuts, and I became a bit disoriented. It had been at least an hour since the aroma had been fresh. I began to follow it after making an excuse. Lucy appeared out of nowhere just as it began to intensify. I grew angry as my inner wolf snarled. I moaned.

The question "What do you want, Lucy?" I made a courteous as possible request.

I was wondering," she said as she began running her fingers over my chest and attempting to undo my shirt's buttons. I gently grasped her wrist and yanked them apart.

Saying "No, Lucy." She pouted and resembled a fish. I stepped away from her as she was going to speak, attempting to retrace the fragrance. The trail was always covered with Lucy's smell as she passed in front of me each time I picked it up. I was becoming irate and impatient. My wolf seemed to be ready to transform as it drew nearer to the brink. Although it was a beautiful party, I wasn't really into it. To restrain my wolf before he became out of control, I went into the woods. From where was it coming from?