Luna Of The Bloodmoon Alphas

Chapter 6

KOL’S POV

I knew my sister very well, but the very well I knew about didn't entail what I was seeing. It didn't consist of what was happening before me, what I was witnessing.

Not only had she succeeded in making my plans to make the party about me backfire, but she had also made sure my wish to make the party be attended by wolves of the noble-hood was in vain. She had been meticulous in her plans, and no one suspected a thing.

The most infuriating part was when the castle doors were opened, allowing wolves of all ranks to pour in. Coming into the palace, they only accorded respect to her and my well-dressed mother, and not only was I hurt by that gesture, I was burning within me.

The rage inside of my system was boiling, and I slipped my trembling hands into my royal garments because the urge to hit and destroy something was great. How could she? How could she do such a thing? How could she carry out such a feat?

It was obvious that I had underestimated my sister's powers, but I had never seen this part of her before. She not only looked as if she was ready for war, but she had gone ahead to put her strategy in place, she was enticing me, baiting me to do my worst.

Annoyed, I decided to contain my rage. My mother stared at me, knowing absolutely nothing about the unspoken fight that was ongoing between my sister and me. If only she knew if only she could see through me. If only she could see that even as the Alpha, I wasn't accorded the respect I fully deserved. But she was too focused on the party, too focused on the numerous guests and making sure everyone was well fed.

It was this empathy I didn't like. This spirit of sympathy, of pity. We were a royal family. What was the use of being higher than other wolves when we were not implementing what was meant for us to implement as royals? It drove me crazy.

Trying to draw attention to myself as the Alpha, I snatched a flute that contained champagne from one of the serving waiters. Clinking my flute, I raised it, acknowledging and enjoying the attention that was instantly mine. The whole room went silent, and I was pleased at how enraptured they seemed to be. If only my sister could be like them and learn to respect me if only Sahara could be what they were.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen of the Bloodmoon pack.”

I waited, staring at anybody in the room who moved, wanting them to know that I was speaking, that I was talking and thus, everybody had to listen, all beings, no matter the ranking and hierarchy had to listen.

“As you all know,” I continued, “Today is the day my beloved mother was born. As one of the oldest women in this pack, she has represented us in wars, in the battle for peace, and even in the upholding of peace in our community. And that is the reason you're all gathered here today, because of her.”

I paused for effect and the hall remained silent, all eyes were on me, and for an instant, I wanted to shriek for joy. Scanning the faces in the crowd for my sister’s unpleasant face, I decided to continue my speech as I couldn't find her face anywhere.

“You're gathered here because, without her, there is no greatness. And without greatness, there is no Bloodmoon pack. Through her, we are what we are today, and thus, we celebrate her today in style! Happy birthday, Queen Mother!”

The crowd cheered, and I raised my glass, while the clinking of glasses began in a toast. I was coming down from my makeshift stage when I bumped into her.

It was Sahara, her eyes burning with a hatred that I had never seen before.

“Even on your mother's birthday, Kol. You still succeed in making everything about yourself. How worse could it get? You're pathetic, and I know there are people out there who are more deserving of this alpha title than you.”

Biting my lip, I resisted the urge to strike her. What was wrong with her? She had always been the quiet submissive type, and just a few minutes ago I had made her shed tears. What is happening now? Where was this resolve coming from, this determination?

She climbed the stage I had just exited and I could only stare, wondering what damage she was planning on causing.

“Well, ladies and gentlemen, do well to be happy because it's a party! We're not here to listen to speeches and words. We're not here to bore ourselves with things we already know. Music please.”

I glanced at my mother and she was smiling, laughing even. What was funny? My sister was mocking me, was mocking the alpha of a pack and what was she doing? She was laughing, she was enjoying the joke.

Knowing I needed some fresh air, anything to focus on. Anything apart from the mess in front of me. The mess of a family I called my own. My sister and my mother laughed at my words; at an alpha's words.

I stood outside, allowing the night breeze to caress my skin and try to clear my head. What had I been thinking? Why had I underestimated her so? Why did I think she didn't have the power to challenge my plans, that she wasn't going to try and challenge my authority as she had been doing all night?

“Enjoying the party?”

Her voice sliced the air, and I clenched the railings of the verandah. After all, I was tired of hearing it, because I wanted to get her whiny voice out of my head. She was starting to have that influence on me, that irritating effect that I hated.

“Not as much as you. I have to commend you, I didn't see this coming. You've really outsmarted me with this one.”