Pack Politics
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Chapter 3
Lucien's POV
I've always hated pack politics people sucking up to you girls begging for you and marriage deals from every Alpha that had a daughter I had told my father I would never marry unless it was to my true mate and he had agreed. The one thing he had asked I do is go to the top 5 pack's closest to us and observe them so that I could learn what makes them the biggest and best packs my last pack to observe was the one I dreaded visiting the most the black moon pack the alpha's daughter was overly obsessed with me. She was self obsessed and self loathing not what is wanted from a luna especially a luna that would rule be my side I would not allow it. I left this pack to last as it would drain me the most but first I most meet with them in my territory to lay down ground rules luckily it was there year to host the ten yearly alpha meet and greet. I had not attended this year as my mother was gravely ill and my father wanted someone by her side so I insisted anything to be away from the black moon pack just a day longer. I knew they would be arriving back here after the party so we could go through the expectations of my visit being the son to the Alpha of all Alphas has its perks we are treated like royalty because technically we are the only thing that trumps us is a first blood these are direct descendants from the moon goddess herself but no one has seen or heard of one for years the last know descendant perished in the blood wars I wasn't of age then but my dad had told me of the atrocities of the war. The blood wars started after the rogue king wanted more territory and was refused by the council it was said that he snuck into the first blood's bedchamber and slit his throat luckily the first blood's wife was tending to there new born baby and when she returned she screamed for the guards and news spread that he was dead which made the packs revolt into anarchy, Fighting for territory and sparing no one after years of fighting and millions of lives lost all the packs agreed to a treaty and being the closest living relative to the moon goddess herself my family was picked to lead but no one ever heard if the wife and daughter were still alive. I sometimes like to think they are and when they return the fighting and blood shed will completely cease as even now the packs still fight for territory.
It soon turned midnight and just like clockwork my father was back but with the black moon's pack Alpha's family I rolled my eyes and kissed my mothers hand as she slept and went to greet them. I stepped out of the room and slowly made my way to the living room when a scent that almost knocked me off my feet tickle my nose 'Mate' my wolf Fortis shouted I straightened up and had to force myself to go downstairs slowly as I neared the scent I noticed it wasn't coming from either female but off of the alpha's finger my wolf growled getting ready to rip open the alpha that dare lay hands on my mate. “Alpha Marcos nice to see you again.” I lent my hand out as a sign of politeness and he bowed and shook it once then continued to introduce his family I blanked out everything he was saying eager to leave his daughter's coming after introductions they retired to the rooms they would be staying in, “Father I am in much need of a run I believe I found my mate..” before I could finish he cut me off and held his hand up. “Please son don't tell me that Alpha's daughter is who the moon goddess pick to be your true mate.” He said with utter distaste and loathing for the girl that since the first day we met has been enamoured with me. “No, Thank goddess but I unfortunately caught the scent coming from the Alpha's finger and Fortis is no fighting me for control so I must go for a run before blood runs through the halls of our beautiful home.” My father chuckled and a wickedly evil grin over took his face. “I wouldn't mind if you did especially if it was his blood you spilled on the floor.” My father had a never like Alpha Marcos and his unruly pack of mongrels they were barbarians in there methods and would take what ever they wanted. “Go enjoy your run and please be back by sunrise I'm holding the meeting at 7am sharp.” I nodded as I ran to the door I heard my father chuckle as I left as quick as I could he knew it sometimes struggled to control Fortis, I leaped to the forest transforming into my magnificent wolf my fur blacker than the night sky with flecks of silver that looked like stars when I first transformed my father said I was gift with the wolf of the sky and protector of the moon goddess herself, I have since grown up and learned that I may not be the true protector of the moon goddess but of my mate who I would treat like she was Selene herself. I stretch my muscles out feeling the foliage of the forest floor under my paws. I extend my head up to the moon and blast a loud howl into the sky. Then I heard a snap of a twig.
I still my body using my heightened senses to see where the noise had come from then like a flash of light I she a vision of the moon goddess herself a pure white wolf. Fortis charges forward to her but she ran I tried to catch her scent but I couldn't smell anything it was like she was never there. 'Wow she's fast even we couldn't keep up with her.' Fortis panted as he lapped up water from a nearby stream. 'yeah, but there's no wolf that can out run us or so I thought what if she was the lost first blood.' I pondered It's impossible a pack would announced they had a first blood in there pack as they are royalty in werewolf culture and that pack would be the leader of all packs until she came of age, She wouldn't need a male to rule beside her seeing as she was a first blood and could easily over power anyone that even thinks to second guest her. 'What if they don't know she's a first blood.' Fortis blurted out I scoffed. 'How could they not know first blood's look like the moon goddess herself and there wolf's are as white as the snow in the winter months.' I turned back to the direction of my pack house and ran towards it hoping my father might have some answers or maybe I'm just seeing visions.
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