The Alpha’s Mate

Narrator: Sun rises on the Dark Moon pack. Just another day in the life of a wolf pack in north America. Welcome to a co written book *indicates actions* 💭 indicates thoughts 🔗 indicates a mind link Alpha Magnus and Liza Alpha Magnus: Liza do you think I am wrong to make Ramus wait to take the alpha title till he finds his Luna? *only in the confines of their sound proof rooms does he let his worries be shown, otherwise he is stern.. the picture of a fair but strong non nonsense leader.* Maria Maria: *woke early and ran the pack territory twice, once in her human form and then in her wolf form.. her wolf Sierra hides their scent.* Sierra maybe we should just run, go rogue.. just run right over the territory boarder and never look back. Sierra: You promised to wait .. it’s just a little longer and if our mate isn’t here we can go. Maria: and if our mate if awful.. one of our bullies? Sierra: *huffs and goes to the back of her mind* Magnus and Liza Liza: It’s the way. Isn’t it? I mean you didn’t wait before you took over. But it’s your way. *her golden locks swish down her back* Ramus can wait. Why can’t he? *she kisses his lips, her fingers touch the smooth close shaven face* Your way Alpha. Maria Maria: *returns* Dad you here? The small cabin they share is silent.. void of joy since her mom was killed in a rogue attack a few years ago. Maria was found by a warrior as a baby left on the pack boarders when she was just a young child. (age 2) Delta Richard and his wife Jeannie had taken the child in raising her as their own since they had not been blessed with their own children. However since her mother’s death Richard had been a shell of himself. He simply did his job.. nothing more and Maria was left to her own. She gets ready for school and starts the long walk to the pack house where the students get picked up. The school itself had various beings from were shifters to witches and even a few mers. Hidden by magic the entire area was safe from humans and hunters. Maria walks quickly not wanting to miss the buss. Most shifters had their own cars by age 16 but Maria didn’t. Her father had not acknowledged a birthday since she turned 15. Magnus and Liza Magnus: *kisses her deeply* you are right. I just needed to hear it.