The bonfire is in full swing, we have several visiting packs here tonight as well as our own pack members, and as much as I’m proud of my success I feel on edge and unable to relax.
Were one of these packs responsible for my attack and for killing John-John? I know I sound paranoid, but I feel like my teeth are throbbing from the vigilance and the overwhelming need for revenge. I wish I could relax into this night like I used to.
Once upon a time I would have been right in the heart of this event, living it up like there is no tomorrow. Times change, now I want to be a good Second-In-Command, I want my brother to feel supported and no longer alone. But something feels off.
When the Indigo Moon Pack arrives, I see my brother sigh. “I wish there was another way Alex I really do. I wish there was another pack we could get into bed with. Father will be ashamed of me for sure, you know how much he hated Alpha Malcolm; I just don’t see any other way forward.”
My brother is always beating himself up over the decisions he has to make as Alpha. “Andy, father would be proud that you are doing whatever it takes to keep our pack not only thriving but safe and secure. As much as he hated Alpha Malcolm, there is no other way forward and he would respect you for making a difficult decision that is in the pack's best interest.”
My brother gives me a small nod and an even smaller, sadder smile. “Do you think the rumours about him are as exaggerated as the ones about us?”
I think about his question before I answer, “let’s hope so if not, we have to be on our guard for dealing with such a deviant. Which is incredible in itself coming from me.”
Andrew does actually laugh this time “You’re not seriously comparing yourself to Malcolm Royle? Alex you were running wild that’s true, but it was all consensual. The rumours about Malcolm include some vile, unforgivable stuff like rape and torture. If I find out that it’s true, if I ever find the evidence to confirm that, I will kill him.”
It’s my turn to calm and direct him. “Come on Alpha we have to go and greet our guests” I’m surprised by the ease in which he not only agrees with me but transforms his demeanour to welcome the Alpha of the Indigo Moon.
I see groups of unmated, some under-age girls dancing around enjoying the music and the bonfire. From afar I take note of Malcolm’s ogling, he really is a lecherous chump, looking at girls young enough to be his granddaughter. I mindlink Louis and Mylo to keep an eye on him, there’ll be no bad behaviour on our land, not on my first watch as official Second-In-Command.
Just before I take my place next to my brother, I notice two girls. I think they are from the Crescent Moon pack. They stay on the fringes of everyone else, almost like they aren’t even part of that pack.
One is tallish with dark flowing hair and the other is really small, like a fairy, with short golden blond hair. She is wearing little denim cut-offs, and although she’s small in stature she has lovely long legs. She’s encouraging the other girl to dance but you can tell she wants the ground to swallow her up.
Blondie can move! I watch her dance gracefully, and expertly and I feel mesmerised by her, like she has enchanted me. I like that she dances as if no one is watching her, so free, so liberated. I feel a little peculiar, I can’t put my finger on what it is, not dizzy but hazy, and I hear my wolf whining and groaning, and an excitement, like I’ve never felt before, brewing in my stomach.
“Alex, come on, it's time.” My brother's prompt brings me back to the present and the little blonde fairy is forgotten for now, although the vision of her dancing would visit my dreams that night.