Creating A Luna

Fourteen

Aren: 

    The visit to Jeremiah's territory went smoothly. He had hidden any evidence that we already had on file. Once we got home, Shane received another threat letter from "The Rogue Ry" stating that our time was coming. I brought Marie and Nathaniel back with me so that if Jeremiah did search Taylor's territory he'd never find him.

    Shane seems a lot different now. He didn't pressure me for a single thing. Whatever I asked or thought out loud, he would give me. It has been that way since he met Sasha my outside Beta and found out about everything I manage to do. Not that it's a lot. Everyone is really good at looking out for one another. The only times I am needed are when one of our laws is broken and I don't have many.

`    My wolves live a rogue life. It's the freedom that comes with me being their alpha. They check in with me and are loyal. More than half are on there way here to stand with the rest of us. Some of them like the fact that they have a place they can come visit their alpha in and are considering moving closer to me.

    Jeremiah has something big coming and it's coming fast. I can feel it in my bones. My wolf can too. She's always on alert ready for us to shift if needed. But the one thing always on her mind is completing the bind. She wants me to give myself to Shane and even when I want to give in to her pleas and his kisses when he holds me. I can't.

    Giving into Shane is forgetting all that I am. I will eventually. However, once that happens I won't be me anymore. I'll have my mate and when that happens it will be difficult for me to say no to him. I can already see it. Staying at home going back to school, just being with him and then I know he's going to want pups. I'm all for pups. I love kids but that's something that has never really crossed my mind. I became who I am by putting aside all of those urges as a woman. I took my place as an alpha when my father passed it on to me. 

    I'm not the average alpha with the giant packhouse and the well-trained soldiers. Well, all of my pack members are combat trained. Our thing is that they have the liberty to do as they please. Who was I to say no? I did what I wanted when I wanted and how I've wanted when I pleased. Why can't they have those liberating gestures as I did? My number one and absolute rule is, do not expose yourself and it's strictly enforced by the death penalty. Only seven losses in the past five years.

    Besides, it's better this way. I have contacts all over the world, keep tabs on both human and wolf politics. Even vampire hierarchy is in the mix, and on top of that, I don't have a rogue problem. Just one giant pack. 

    Funny how I was once told the world would be mine and that's exactly how it feels sometimes. Like it's all mine, but then again it isn't. I have done a lot that I need to pay for and when my time for redemption comes. It's going to be one hell of a ride. I'm just sorry Shane has to be dragged along with me. All I pray for is that I'm strong enough to survive it. Not only for his sake but for the six hundred lives I'm responsible for.

    I've made a mess. I'm cleaning it up. I see him with his wolves. The way they love him. It's beautiful. There is so much pride and glory in the way he is treated. I can't impose that on my wolves. They'd hate it. They like to come and go. There has to be a way for me to be able to do this and keep what I have the way it is. I can't lose anyone else. It will break me. 

    So much is changing and it's a little hard for me to handle. The hype of the battle ahead is the only thing keeping me from falling apart right now. 

    "Aren, the press is ready for you. Are you ready?" I looked up at my manager and took a deep breath. What am I going to say? 

    "Yeah, let's do it," I answered. The girls aren't attending this one. 

    "Aren," my name at times, feels like a heavy burden.  I know those around me feel what I do and it makes me wonder if they hate me for it or maybe pity me. 

    "Aren, what's next for My Glass Rocket? Are you all taking a break or is this as far as you go?" 

    "Aren, will you be continuing your musical career as a solo artist?" 

    "I can't exactly speak for my band mates but as far as My Glass Rocket comes, we're done," a swarm of incoherent questions bombarded in the sea of monsters wanting their next fix. 

    "Aren, was there a fallout?" 

    "Of course not. We are very close and we decided that this experience has reached expiration point and we want to try new things," 

    "Will you be going solo then?" 

    "I haven't made a decision. I'm not exactly sure where I stand right now career wise. I know that this isn't the end of me though. Music has been part of my life since I was a little girl and I don't really see much outside of it," 

    "Your last show was here in your hometown? Will you be returning here?" 

    "It's a possibility. My family is here," 

    "Aren, you were seen with one of the biggest names in Architecture, Shane Blake. How long have the two of you been dating?" I laughed. 

    "Officially? It's brand new but I've known him for almost five years now," I looked up over the crowd to see them all standing there. shane shook his head, a massive smirk playing on his lips.

    "Aren, you've been on the road for a long time now. You are used to the fast life. Working on your label and fashion careers on a bus or a plane. Are you ready to give all of that up and settle down into a simple life?" someone asked. I took a deep breath. 

    "I've been asking myself that question for some time now. I'm still not exactly sure how to answer it completely.  I don't know if I'm ready to completely settle down and have a simple life. I've never really done simple and I don't think I can be simple. All I know right now is that there is a road in front of me and I love what I see on the other side. 

    "I've been home for a few days now and all I can say is that it feels amazing to see my brother and his wife in person instead of on a screen. I love seeing my best friends live and laugh with their families. I've missed home. My Glass Rocket maybe over but I'm sitting right here. I'm still Aren Gladd and I am very much alive,"