The Unexpected Luna

Chapter 3 Planning

Chapter 3

Samson POV

“Alpha!” Claire yelled from the office. I know what she’s going to ask me. “What kind of food would you like at your party?” She wants to finalize everything for the party, called it. I roll my eyes at the question, “Easy foods like hamburgers and stuff.” I sigh I know this shouldn’t annoy me, but I am not meant for party planning, I am meant to run the pack. I am the Alpha. I know my parents have been bothering me to put more effort into finding a Luna, its honestly not a main priority of mine. It never has been, to be quite honest. This party is my parents last ditch effort to help me find her. My mate. I’ve been looking but I haven’t been putting serious effort into finding her, again its not my main priority. My dad and I have had our hands tied with a few pack issues that have come up.

Currently I run one of the largest packs in North America. I took over as alpha when I was 19, my dad had asked if I wanted to wait a few years in order for me to shadow him more. I was following him around since I was 14, so I really didn’t need to learn anything else when it came my time to take over the pack. Currently I am working on sorting out the issue at our main business, it took on a contract to build a new hospital for a local city. I hear Claire knock again, I sigh rubbing my temples and look up at the door where the frail looking woman stands. “A-alpha” she stammer, “one more question. What are the colors you wish to have for the theme?”

“Colors? I don’t know, pick something that looks nice together.”, I grumble at her. She quickly shuts the door and hurries down the hall. Who picks colors for a cookout? Shaking my head I return to the paper I was reading and carry on about my day.

Wren POV

Alphas party is approaching quickly. Only a few days stand between now and the party really. My brothers are buzzing with excitement about possibly finding their mates there. There is also a rumor that the alpha will be searching for his mate as well. Realizing I was in a daydream about the party I am immediately brought back to my senses when I feel a knife slice through my finger. ‘s**t!’ immediately I drop the knife and run my finger under cold water as if that helps, it just makes it sting worse. Holding a towel over my finger I look for bandaids, something we rarely keep in supply as most werewolves are fast healers. . Finding a bandaid in the junk drawer I wrap my finger and carry on with dishes. Grumbling I know these next few days will go fast, while I’m excited I am not exactly the most thrilled because my older brothers continue to give me s**t for even being invited. If there’s one thing that’s for sure its that I have always been made to feel unwelcome in my own home. It was at that time I heard a loud crash not sure where it came from I poked my head out of the kitchen to find my brother had fallen down the stairs into the landing. Rolling my eyes I go back to putting away the now cleaned dishes and cleaning up the left overs from dinner. I hear him then walk into the kitchen,

“Hey sis, you haven’t cleaned up already? Slow ass like always,” he smirk, “you know if dad were home he’d make you go faster right?” Choosing to ignore him so I don’t get any injuries I keep on putting the left overs away. Watching him roll his eyes realizing he isn’t going to get a reaction out of me he then flinches as if he was going to come after me before he walks off out the back door. Once he’s gone entirely, I take a deep breath and sigh in relief. I know to damn well that pissing my brothers off leads to being hurt. I also know that pissing my dad off also leads to being hurt.

Once back in my room after everything is cleaned up and put away I lay down on my bed staring at the invite once more. Why was it sent to me? “Why?” Being the resounding question I have for the Alpha, I am not useful and I’m no better than a gamma at this point to anyone and my family included. I lay down and stare at my outfit I have picked out for the event and wonder if this is some sort of sick joke my brothers have arranged for me. I wouldn’t put it past them to do something like this. They’ve done it in the past. But even if it wasn’t, what would the benefit be for me being there? I slowly drift off to sleep. Only one more day after today