The Alpha Luna

The Rouge King

Lurking in the shadows of the alliance ball was a red wolf with glowing red eyes. Snarling that his mate was with another man. His father chose her for him years ago and she should have been his but they had to hide back as she was being protected by that Gamma and another pack.

He continued to watch the couple until every last shifter left the party then he retreated deep into the woods where his pack of rouges stayed hidden. He was seething with anger when he reached his small tent that he had been calling home since his father handed the title over to him. When he sat down on the cot he started remembering back to the moment his father handed him the crown.

***

Six months ago, back in the Eastern Republic the rouges had refuge. The east was a place in constant war between the shifters. The Lycan kingdom of the East unable to make peace among the shifters stayed in his palace, so it was an easy location for rogues to move as they pleased. They lived in small wooded cabins tucked in the woods. The sound of fighting always could be heard but they were far enough away to not be seen from others.

Rouge's father walked into his cabin which was the largest one among the rouges. It didn't amount to much but, rouges didn't need much as they moved around the east kingdom a lot to prevent from being seen. The cabin had a bed with a small TV, a fridge and stove, and a second room. His father stood over him as he sat in a wooden rocking chair and he then stood to meet his father's gaze and that's when his father spoke.

"Travis, my son, It's time you take your position as king of the rogues. In order to gain more power as an Alpha you need your mate. I have chosen the perfect Luna for you my son. She is in the Pearl Moon pack and will soon be of age to marry. It will not be easy but, you must get her so you can perform the Alpha ritual to make yourself a true alpha and the rouges a true pack. Only after all that is complete then can we take over the entire nation of shifters." His father laughed maliciously.

The alpha ritual is a very dangerous and difficult ritual to perform but has a reward of gaining strength from the first wolf and being able to rule your own pack. A wolf would perform this ritual if they do not have a pack of their own. The wolf would go to a specified location in the mountains during the harvest moon. When the moon hits the wolf will let their blood flow on the ground as the moon is taking the wolf's essence. All of those that have tried this ritual have died in the process. Most have been second born sons who thought they deserved the role of alpha more but instead of challenging for it they wanted to be stronger and make a new pack.

Travis was different from the others so, he thought. First he was a Lycan and a Lycan of Alpha blood at that. Second unlike the others he will have a Alpha female by his side, who have been known to have special abilities from other wolves.

A smile at the thought of all their plans coming into place came across Travis's face. "I will not let you down father and I remember the stories you told me of my chosen mate. She will be mine before the next harvest moon, I swear it.

***

Travis was snapped back into reality when one of his men walked into the tent. "Sir, everyone is leaving the ball now should we try grabbing her when everyone is preoccupied?" he asked

"No, she is to strong to just be taken we will have to be smart about when and how we do this. I have a great plan already in place". Travis responded with a chuckle.

Travis knew that the packs in the south would take in a poor rouge who lost his pack to war and rouges in the east. He is going to use that weakness again them to make sure they are vulnerable to a rouge attack. The biggest issue in his plan now was the Lycan king of the southern Republic being his mate's destined mate. He knew that makes for a more tricky situation and they had to be separated when they took her or the fight between the two would come sooner than expected. He can't fight him until after the ritual when he is stronger.

For now he needed to rest and be prepared for when the time was right to take what was his. Tonight was the closest he had been to her, he could still smell her the smell of Jasmine with a hint of peach filled nostrils. Although she wasn't his destined mate he couldn't help be intised by her. He just had to have her. He couldn't wait to have her small body under him as she was the only woman for him. Even if he found his destined mate he would reject her on the spot to have this little Alpha all to himself.

The though of having her a to himself with herark on her neck made him smile. He drifted off to sleep at the thought of him having his way with the beautiful women as his Luna and ruling the entire shifter nation with her by his side.