Capturing Luna

The hunt

Spread over the field were roughly 200 men and women. Most men in athletic shorts and bare-chested. Most women in leggings and sports bra. They were paired 2 and 2, each glistening of sweat. The sprinkler system was on to cool down the crowd as the summer morning was already brutally warm. All eyes were focused on the front where alpha John and lead warrior Xavier were standing. Both had a fight stance. They were looking each other up and down, then settling to a staredown. Xavier made the first move, he tried to get in 2 jabs but John quickly avoided them by maneuvering away. Next Xavier tried to sidekick but John blocked it. They both danced a bit in a circle before Xavier put in all efforts to bring John down. When he had John semi in a lock with his arm he tried to swing around by kicking his leg so he could get from his front to his back. But as he swung himself by flipping over in the air, soaring over John's head. John got free of his grip and swung around himself to get behind Xavier, grabbed him and dropped him straight into the ground. Face first into the grass with one arm behind his back, Xavier had to give up. The training exercise was already 20 minutes past the regular 2 hours. John had worked the crowd extra hard. “As you can see, any flip is a bold move as it leaves you open for other attacks. I want you guys to practice how to get out of a hold when the attacher tries to flip hoping to get to a win.” The crowd groaned as they hoped that they would finally be dismissed. Xavier went around the crowd to assist while John observed the crowd. 

John was leaning on the shower wall, hands hanging down in defeat. His eyes were closed and the water was pouring over his head. His breathing was slow and deep. His muscles were glistening with drops of water falling down his tanned body. His hair clung to his head in wet tufts. Along his huge canine skull tattoo was a huge but healing bruise. His back was rippled just like his front. Most of the front was bare of tattoos. His back had only 1 tattoo, in delicate writing 4 dates and 2 names. The birthday of both his parents, their names, and the last date shared between them, as it was the same day. The day both his parents died. Along the side of one of his thighs were 2 girl names in the same writing style. These names had only 1 date each, the birthday of his baby sisters. Both had met their mates and moved away. But on John’s body, he would carry his family with him forever. His other thigh had a massive scar, jagged and irregular looking intimidating and life-threatening at the time it was acquired. Over his chest was an even bigger scar, but smooth and thin in 5 lines from side to side from top part to almost the end of his abdomen. It went across almost crossing over to his side, a mark of 5 claws. John lifted one hand towards his half-erect member. He started stroking it up and down. His grip got firmer as his member grew. His stroke picked up speed in sync with his breath. His lips slowly parted as he started to moan. He shifted his feet a bit as his strokes intensified. Still, with eyes closed, he bent his head back as his grip got hard and rough. As his stroking came to a c****x he moaned out in almost a whisper “Lunaahh”. His seed shot out in 3 squirts, landing on the floor of the shower. He let go of his member and stroke his other hand through his hair. Then grabbed a soap bar and cleaned himself.  

John walked into a conference room with a cup of coffee in his hand. He sat down next to another pack member. Her hair was pulled into a long ponytail, her tight dark brown curls cascading from the hair tie. She had high cheekbones and a sharp jawline. Her eyes were large and dark brown. Her lips were full and pink, a stark contrast to her mocha-colored skin. She was wearing a soft white blouse and black Capri slacks. Her ankles were thin and looked great with her style of shorter pants and flat shoes. Around her neck was a simple and thin gold chain with a small pendant. A little paw print-shaped gold pendant with tiny stones as claws. John put his cup on the table and rubbed his palms on his suit pants. He sighed before addressing the woman typing away on her computer keyboard. “What have you found out so far?” The lady turned to finally address him. “Alpha John, I didn't have much to go on from what you told about Luna, but with the information I got from Delta Madden about T I was able to research enough to get some critical information. I found out that T is a girl name Amanda Stephenson, and she works with several chains of clubs and bars around the country. She travels often and has a professional relationship with many club owners. I contacted the club you met at and found out that she was not working that week at that club, but she had a standing invitation to get in as a VIP. I checked her employer and was able to find out she was previously engaged. Turns out that her ex-fiance has a sister named Luna. It was the only Luna I could find in her circle. Her family name is Wyatt but I was not able to confirm that this is her last name. I tried to go through all official records, but they are sealed to the age of 14. And before that, there is no information at all. I have the address, phone number, and employer of Amanda, brother Charles, mom, and dad, Henry and Lizzy. Both parents are retired but I do have their previous employer.” The lady took a breath as she finished conveying her findings. John nodded while his lips were pursed. His eyebrows scrunched with a frown. He then let out a breath he didn't know he held “Thank you Elena, I appreciate all that you have done. Without your help I might not ever have the chance to get my mate back. I'm forever in your debt!” Elena gushes “oh not at all alpha, I'm just doing my job. And congratulations on finding your mate. I hope to meet our Luna soon!” She smiled and gave a short bow of her head before she took her computer and left the conference room. John took both his hands through his hair and sighed. He leaned back into the chair and smiled a small little grin. His eyes glazed over for a long period. His smile just intensified.