Suddenly, Luna

Chapter 1 - f*****g paperwork

Logan POV

Shit. I hate paperwork.

When I was growing up, my idea of being an Alfa one day was all about excitement. My father never mentioned endless hours spent doing nothing but boring paperwork. I’ve spent the last four hours replying to emails about “normal” pack business. Just three more to go but I was barely able to concentrate. I was tired, it’s been a long few days. Usually, my best friend Cilian, who happens to be my Beta as well, helps me with everything pack related, but he just got a pup with his mate, my baby sister Carla so he took a few days off to be with them. I could always ask my parents for help, they’ve been Alfa and Luna of the pack for almost thirty years, but they were also smitten with their grandson so there was really no point to bother them over such trivial business.

The restlessness I was feeling lately wasn’t helping with efficiency either.  I couldn’t sleep and most of the time I wanted to crawl out of my skin. My wolf, Kor, was even worse. He was practically bouncing off the walls from pent up energy, always complaining and whining. To be honest, I have no idea what 's up with both of us. Maybe the toll of not finding a mate was finally showing. At almost 26, I was one of the  rare single werewolves. Don’t get me wrong, I was far from being a monk, but I refused to take some random shewolf as my Luna. It will be my destined mate or no one. 

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve had a feeling I have already met her. But, my eighteenth birthday cake, my wolf had woken up, only there was no mate on the sight. I was thinking, maybe she was a bit younger than me, I’ll meet her soon. Eight years later, I’m still single and starting to lose hope. I actually blame my parents for the all or nothing attitude; I’ve heard a story of my parents falling in love so many times, that I’ve known I will never settle for anything less. 

My father realized on his 18th birthday who his mate was. She was three years younger, so he spent them waiting for her wolf to wake up. On the morning of mum's 18th birthday, he was waiting for her in front of her door. When she woke up and opened the door she claimed that the Earth's axis moved. One look in my fathers eyes was all it took. Long story short, by the end of the day they’ve mated, marked each other and they’re still living their happily ever after. 

Cil’s and Carla’s story is pretty much the same. She’s my twin, only 25 minutes younger than me, while Cil was a month younger than us. We’ve grown up together, like three musketeers, and even though they would never admit it, I’m quite sure they’ve always hoped they'll end up as mates. 

As for me, like I’ve said, I am still waiting. The only thing that makes me not giving up are those f*****g dreams. I’ve been having them occasionally since I was a kid but lately as soon as I’ve closed my eyes there she was. The palest, most beautiful blue eyes were staring at me and all of the sudden, she would start to run through the woods. I was chasing her, but I was never able to catch her. Every time I woke up, my heart was beating so hard as if I was in the battle, my body was covered in sweat and I was able to fall asleep for hours. 

Ping from another incoming email has snapped me out from my daydreaming. Luckily, it was nothing important, just a confirmation from my previous inquiry. 

“Kor, are you up for the run?” Basically, this was a rhetorical question because, there was never a time Kor wasn’t up for it. I was preparing for the turn while he stopped me.

“No, let’s go to the Dungeon!” The Dungeon was a human dive bar in town, but some of the pack members hung out there, usually trying to find a hookup. For werewolves, that wasn’t too hard, we were quite s****l beings usually not mixing too much with humans, but we were trying to fit in with the local community as much as it was possible. 

“Why?” - I asked frustrated. “I’m really not into spending a night with Jo! I can’t deal with her bullshit tonight!”

“Maybe she won't be there.“ Kor said with almost a laugh.

“Yeah, right. Those three leaches will be somewhere else on a Friday night.”

Jo was a girl who moved back to the pack some five years ago. Hers, and another family were on some sort of pack’s outside business for almost 10 years. It was something that rarely happened and my father never explained why; his usual answer was, when the time is right, you’ll find out. Anyway, Jo and I started hooking up a couple of years ago. I was honest from the start - I didn’t want anything serious, just occasional s*x, when we both felt like it. Up until lately, that was working just fine and then, all of the sudden she decided we should become chosen mates. I had a feeling, everywhere I go, there she was. Or Sam, her sister, or Nic, their friend. They were stalking me, trying to cockblock me and lately, I was using my Alfa voice to make them leave me alone. 

“Common. You can’t be serious??” I asked Kor. “We’ll go tomorrow! Let’s go for a run and to bed!”

“Trust me, you’ll thank me later!” Kor said and started to ignore me.

The next thing I know, I was sitting in my Aston Martin Vanquish and driving to the town. 

“f*****g Kor!” I’ve muttered and stepped on a gas paddle.