My Rebellious Luna

9. Which one of you is staying

ALPHA LUKE POV

Taking advantage of how quiet things have been around the pack, I finally decided to call the Alpha’s of the packs that showed interest in forming an alliance. They all agreed to come over next weekend for a barbeque. Food is always a good way to start a meeting with wolfs. If we can gain alliances with even one more pack, that would be progress, especially with the Dark Shadows Pack still being a threat. Alpha Adam may not have challenged me for the pack, but that doesn’t mean he’s given up. His pack is smaller than ours but we have no idea what packs he is allied with. That is something Jordan is researching now. Matt is working with the warriors, which now include ranger asshat.

I’m very lucky to have a Beta like Jordan and a Gamma like Matt. From the second they sensed a threat, they were eager to do everything in their power to make sure our pack wasn’t in any danger. After my mother’s confession, I found a new appreciation for those families that volunteered to move to our much smaller pack. Those families include Jordan and Matt. They both come from families that volunteered to come here from the Night Crawlers Pack. My father’s Beta didn’t find his mate and never had children. There was no Gamma or a need for one since the pack was so small.

I asked my mother why no one ever mentioned the reason they volunteered to come here. How it was a gift to her, to protect her essentially. She explained that to them the why wasn’t important. The loyalty they once had to their old pack shifted to Golden Moon the second they were made members and she became the Luna. That’s all that mattered.

They gave me a Beta that is tech savvy, loyal and has the highest IQ in our pack and probably most of Washington at 150. The gruffness and seriousness he carries himself with is a result of his brain constantly being on overdrive. His wolf is a total cave man and the complete opposite to him. He and his mate Lilimar make an amazing team. Her analytical skills as well as her people skills make them unstoppable.

Matt is a true warrior through and through. I’ve never seen someone have so much passion and heart when it comes to his family, his pack. Unfortunately, that makes him susceptible to making decisions with his emotions and not his head. Luckily, his wolf is a stickler for the rules and brings him some balance. Naomi is fairly new to our dynamic but she’s grounded him. Her strong character and capability to hold her own in a fight, leaves him no choice but to fall in line.

My pack. I feel guilty for even thinking of giving it so easily to Alpha Adam, even if that’s what my father wanted. It’s not as simple as I thought it was. Sometimes it’s not enough to be Alpha. Not when your Luna brings so much to the table, sometimes even more than the Alpha does. That’s what we are about to discuss now. My father, the former Alpha, and the current Luna, my mother. We have been sitting here for a few minutes while I debated about how I’m going to handle this.

They are my parents and the current Luna, but I’m the Alpha and their cold war is starting to affect the other pack members. They shouldn’t have to take sides. “You both need to figure out which one of you is staying and which is leaving.” I shocked myself with my statement. They both looked up at me in disbelief. Truth is, I would never ask either of them to leave, but I have no idea what to do about their nearly fifteen-year war. “What?... What do you mean?” My mother asked indignantly.

I try my best to keep a stern face while I voice my disappointment. “It’s been nearly fifteen years. If things can’t be fixed between the two of you, then why continue to stay together in the same pack? It’s not healthy.” I explained. They both look at each other with a look I haven’t seen in over a decade. I couldn’t decipher exactly what it meant, but it was clearly not hate.“Son, I will leave. Your mother was right. If it wasn’t for her, this pack would have died out long ago. It’s sad to say, but the only reason I even considered a chosen mate was because of that very reason. Something positive needed to happen and my people were asking for a Luna.” He looked at my mother apologetically.

“Why did you fight me to give Adam the pack?” She asked with tears falling. I was starting to feel upset that they waited this long to have this conversation. Isn’t this something they should have tried to discuss in the past fifteen years? “I told you why, my Rose. I felt like I owed that to him even though it wasn’t mine to give. He lost his mother and I was never there. It was wrong of me to act as if this pack was mine and mine alone. I may be Alpha but I was nothing before you and I’m even less now. So I will go.” My father starts to get up and my mother jumps up, stopping him.

My eyes widen, hoping this means what I think it means. For so long, I wished my parents would go back to the way things were. I remember walking in on them…. in very compromising positions and wanting to gouge my eyes out. “Don’t go. I’ve been competing with a poor dead woman for so long that it turned our relationship into a bitter victory in my eyes.” She admitted. I got up and started walking out the door. There was nothing more for me to do, aside from hoping they would work things out.

My father was a strong man, but he was nothing without my mother. He was a fierce leader in his own right. It wasn’t his fault that he was handed a small pack by his own father. My grandfather was reluctant to make any alliances or accept rogues as pack members. Always cautious and wary. He was born and raised in Washington by his European parents. There was nothing wrong with wanting to make it on his own, to owe no one anything. It’s admirable, until it affects your ability to ask for help when needed.

My mother came from a very diverse pack that took in rogues and had several alliances. My grandmother is from Alaska and my grandfather is Native American or just American as he always said. Accepting to a fault, a dreamer. What Alpha gives over two hundred pack members to help another, even if it’s his daughter's new pack. Both of my grandparents had different values that could make or break a wolf pack.

It was time for me to listen to Art and do what I should have done long ago. I hoped that my parents could work things out, or at least be amicable, so that I could search for my Luna. My wolf had been on edge ever since yesterday’s call with Mrs. Ruiz. There was something about her wild and fearless attitude that spoke to him. Her fire to his ice-cold demeanor. As soon as this mess with Alpha Adam was settled, I would go in search for my Luna.