Blood moon

Chapter 71. We never imagined

Andrea went down to breakfast with a doubt in her heart, what would happen now? She felt that her mind had no possible explanation for what would happen now. She didn't understand the fascination that everyone seemed to have with her, they looked at her as if she was an oddity, others looked at her in a contemptuous but more disguised way, she suspected it was because of Hunter's recently acquired power, surely they were afraid of what their alpha could do to them.

—You must be in a panic— Harold Halland pointed out as he entered the dining area, causing her to breathe a little for having a familiar person by her side.

—I'm not panicking— the woman tried to defend herself.

—If I were a werewolf I would tell by the pulse of your heart, which is probably racing, but I can see it in your pale face and challenging look, it's normal to feel that way, in an unfamiliar environment, plus we're in a different period— she salivated, feeling the pressure of her heart high.

—I feel that everyone is looking at me and it's not always pleasant— she opened up and was honest, she thought about it before doing it, but she realised that the man wasn't bad, he had clear intentions for the future of her children and could see further than them, who were still younger, maybe some advice from him would be good for her.

—Some favour Hunter's leadership and some Harley's, even those who are not interested in herd control, know the natural mating order, that two alphas would choose a human, rather than a female of their own species, might make them jealous— breakfast was served by a very thin woman in front of the man.

The serving staff who appeared in front of them, never seemed to look them in the face, as if they considered themselves inferior.

—I'm not to blame for that, I never asked that of them and I never clung to any of them either— she said feeling intimidated, she remembered what George Garroway had told her about the ear they could have, she was impressed that they were attentive to everything she did in the house.

—No one blames you for what's going on, it's just that they have different opinions, you'll understand better when your baby is born—her father-in-law's statement made her feel very nervous.

—Wait, wait... What do you mean, I'll know when he's born? her nerves were on edge at that moment.

—When your son joins the herd, you will understand better how it works, the way the community relates and acts, we are no different from the human population, we have our hierarchies— the man tried to explain.

—Yes, alphas, betas, omegas, etc.— Andrea took another bite of the scrambled eggs in front of her —It has been explained to me, about how alphas can be identified by their eyes when they are born or in adolescence, they can even become alphas if an event in their life forces them to.

Harold Halland was impressed at how calm she seemed to be to say such things out loud, at the same time it left him wondering how much information her children shared with her, any more and they would reveal all the hidden secrets they had as a family, it disturbed him, but it also relieved him, it would not be easy to deceive her.

—I'm glad you're informed, but that's only if your child is born male, for females it's quite different, starting because they must marry when they are young, they need to lay the foundations of the family for their community, the alpha female, she must visit the families, know their needs, determine the food or money quotas for her people, she has an important role in the human community, one of authority— Harold knew because his wife had played that role before, now that he was saying it out loud, maybe they did need someone to take on that role.

—Wait, what? What do you mean, marry? Their children are never required to do that to take possession of the herd.

—No? maybe those bums won't tell you, but they are obliged to get married, it's just that...we believe in soul mates, people with such a deep connection with our souls, that it must be sealed with marriage, you can't look for it, you must feel it, that's what Hunter says he feels for you, that's also why you are here— when Harold finished speaking he saw that the woman was no longer eating she was staring at him, as if he was an alien, then he felt guilty about the situation, thinking that maybe he was too early to talk to her.

—Soul mate? There's no such thing.

—Maybe for humans it doesn't, but for our species it does, it's a gift from the goddess, and no, not everyone gets to feel it, but when they do it's wonderful, we call them "Moons", that's why you must have heard that from my youngest son, "You are my moon", because for a wolf, the moon is everything, they are connected - his simple explanation didn't reassure the woman.

Andrea seemed to think about it for a long moment, maybe he was right and she was ignoring what the younger werewolf was trying to show her, she knew that he had been behaving affectionately and helping her constantly, he always made her feel accompanied, he cared about her feeling supported and backed up.

—So my daughter, if she has one, will she have to marry to be able to rule— the human sounded a little indignant, Harold thought it was very common for women to make a fuss over small details.

—In the pack there is no machismo, there are rules, the survival of the species is the most important thing, we will never risk our lives in a way that could affect others, an alpha who wants to rule must know how to fight, what you saw between George and Hunter, is the tip of the iceberg, You have to defend the throne constantly and be ready for them to try to overthrow you, if you raise a female warrior, she won't have to marry soon, but if not, she will have to cede leadership to a male capable of doing it— the options didn't seem encouraging, grant that to the woman, she was right, now said out loud it sounded a little unfair to them.

—Any woman would become alpha if she could overthrow the men, isn't that unfair? Look at my size and Hunter's, if I could fight him, the man would clearly have an advantage— the human pointed out, several women in the house agreed with her, it was unfair that men have so many privileges and consider themselves superior.

—Do you think it's ruthless, do you think it's sexist, it is, because war is. But I'll tell you something, there are some werewolves that would beat me up and they don't need to think more than me, the fight is won in the head, not on the ground, if you think you'll lose, you will, if you think you'll win it will happen, I don't know, because they always think it's all about the physique— the older werewolf pointed out.

—You say good strategy beats brute force, then. I can agree with that, even with physical power a limited mind will hurt anyone it touches— they both finally agreed on something.

Harley listened to them silently in one of the corridors, Andrea was exactly what I expected her to be, a woman of firm convictions who was not afraid to stand up to anyone, because here she was claiming the place of women against the werewolf who was the leader of the pack, she loved that power she had in her voice, that courage that filled her chest with strength.

—You could be a good alpha female, for the females, you would surely see things we never imagined— declared the older man, making her feel ashamed, her cheeks immediately turning red.