Training had become my main focus for the month after my two-week sabbatical from life. I trained in the morning one on one with Reid, my Beta and John Langille, our head warrior, and head trainer. Both of them ensuring I was in peak fighting condition. I loved training with them – they never held back. They weren’t afraid I would break and understood the only way I could protect myself was by fighting me with everything they had.
The balance in power and ability was tight. Some fights I won, some I lost. When I lost, we went over the same scenarios until I got them down and won. Losing was not acceptable to me. I needed to be the strongest warrior so I could protect everyone within my pack. I also had to know I could rely on my top people to have my back when needed. Reid and John had my back and that was what was important to me.
Some mornings Lily joined us. Not a slouch herself she could fight – she was a Beta’s daughter after all. She could protect herself but did not have the ambition I did to continue my training. Lily trained daily with the rest of the pack – training led by Reid, John, and myself, unless something else had my attention.
Today was one of those day’s where I had to join my father for a meeting. Things were still tense between us but as always, I would not shirk my responsibilities because of the friction felt between us.
We were meeting on a new alliance. A new one but not a new one – one that had been left on the table shortly after the rejection. That’s all I can refer to it as for the time being – the rejection impacted my life in a ridiculous manner. Life before the rejection held a lot of promise and after the rejection resulted in barriers I had not expected to face.
Kind of funny really; rejection itself should not the end of the world but to a werewolf and being rejected by a mate, the severity was that you never knew if the Moon Goddess would grant you the blessing of a second chance mate. They were rare, and in some circumstances, such as the death of a mate, it would seem fair to issue a second chance. Is a second chance warranted when the mate simply did not want to be burdened with a strong partner?
And if you do not find that second chance mate – do you take the chance on a chosen mate? I knew of rare occasions where someone took a chosen mate and things worked out, but the passion was never the same intensity experienced by a bonded pair.
Regardless those were worries for another day. I had not allowed myself to consider those scenarios for over a month. My current goals were to keep my feelings buried and get through what was now four and a half months to assume my role as Alpha to the pack.
Coming to the conference room, I was surprised that the door was closed. I had thought it was going to be my father and I discussing the alliance between ourselves, and hoped this was not going to be a situation where I would be joining people unexpectedly once again.
As I raised my hand to knock on the door it opened simultaneously with me wrapping my knuckles on the chest of a very good-looking man. With dark and wavy shoulder length hair, muscles that bulged in his black t-shirt and jeans carrying a black leather jacket and motorcycle helmet. Murmuring excuse me, I stepped back as the man moved forward looking back at my father, “I’ll look forward to hearing from you Alpha Jacobs.”. With that he nodded to me with a slight smile and moved down the hallway towards the front doors.
I turned to look at my father with a questioning look, to which he waved his hand and said the discussion was for another time. Today we were looking at the alliance with the Red Moon Pack. It had been put on the backburner after the rejection. My father had not felt comfortable moving forward at the time.
As we sat down, I had already reviewed the documents that had been drafted by our lawyers. I had a few questions as to what level of manpower commitment were we making during a crisis. We could not leave ourselves shorthanded in the event it was seen as an opportunity to attack us while our warriors were engaged elsewhere. Red Moon Pack was only a couple hours away and the alliance made sense. It would make us the largest pack with the largest number of allies. Not kidding ourselves, it was an alliance that would help Red Moon Pack more than us. But not one to take for granted.
As we debated the pros and cons, we finally concluded that the alliance should go through with some amendments to our agreement. Jotting down the changes, I would prepare the email to our lawyer to make the adjustments before we would agree to moving forward. Once he made the changes and the Red Moon Pack agreed to them, we would aim to do an official signing of the alliance in the not-too-distant future.
As we concluded my father tried to engage in conversation with me, asking me “How have you been Kate?”. Thinking to myself how tired of that question I was, I told him, “I am fine. Working hard at training, I’ve started my online business degree with a goal of completing within two years versus four years.” My father nodded approvingly, “You are quite ambitious Kate – will you have time for studies and being Alpha?”.
Feeling a sense of uneasiness at the odd question, I turned to my father giving him my full attention, “There is nothing I cannot do when I set my mind to it, isn’t that what you have always said? I am 18 years old, I am a pack doctor, a warrior, graduated high school at 15 and will be Alpha of this pack in four and a half months. I am more than able to handle the various tasks at hand.”.
Sighing and recognizing the fierce commitment in my eyes to succeed my father simply nodded, smiled, and thanked me for working on the alliance documents with him.
I was still left a little unsettled and wondered once again who the man who visited earlier was and what business he had with my father.
Kate POV “Katie let’s do an adult girls’ night,” Lily says. Pausing to wonder what exactly that means Lily continues, “You know – adult refreshments at an adult party location? Maybe in town at the Club?”. The “Club” is a hot spot for a lot of locals as well as people from neighboring towns. Mostly people in their 20’s and 30’s frequent the club, but it’s been known to attract a diverse group of people. They have great music, great dance floor, and cater their selection of alcohol to werewolves as well as to humans. The humans do not know that we exist, but the Club is owned and operated by werewolves. We can scent our own kind in any environment and it is no
Katy’s POV As werewolves, we were also recognized at the door as VIP’s when we went to the Club. Which was awesome as there was always a line up waiting to get in. Listening to the groans as we went around the line, we smiled to the Bouncer, who we had knew from our Pack, and walked on in. The place was crowded tonight. There were a lot of people on the dance floor. The music was thumping, perfect for dancing and the bar had a slight line up. Looking at the crowd dancing, and the bar, we all agreed to head up to the bar first. As we got there, it turned out not to be as crowded as we had thought and were able to get our drinks right away. Looking around we found a table toward the back, where we could see everything but also catch up or head to the dance fl
Drake’s POV After wrapping up my late meeting with Kate’s father, I happened to see Kate and her friends climbing into a car and heading into town. I admit she intrigued me when I had bumped into her earlier coming out of her father’s office. Her eyes were captivating, and she was downright beautiful. I had heard she had been rejected by her mate, but I was impressed with how well she was handling things. And, like many, shocked she had been rejected. She came across as a confident young woman. I had heard of Kate at various tables and had met her father a few months back at another joint meeting. Being an Alpha was a privilege but being an Alpha without a Pack to lead, was challenging and often frustrating. I had joined the Blue Moon Pack as a child
Kate POV Getting in pretty late last night, I can’t help my curiosity surrounding the man named Drake. He was good looking, confident and there were some questions around what his dealings were with my father. I enjoyed a couple dreams about the mystery man, his hands on my body and us swaying to the music. However, Saturday morning came to quickly. Dragging my butt when I did finally crawl out of bed, I make my training session for 9 am. I always spar and train with my Beta, Reid, and the Head Warrior / Head Trainer John. However, with John on vacation it would just be Reid and myself this morning. Although I had been out late the night before, it did not take long to get into the swing of fighting
Drake’s POV I had made my way home on my motorbike and arrived home shortly after three in the morning. Blue Moon Pack was roughly an hour or so from Golden Moon Pack. Not too far but far enough to warrant doing business with them. I lived in the Pack house along with a lot of the single, unmated members. My room was on the third floor – as an Alpha I had a higher standing in the Pack; however, would never be assuming the role of the Alpha for the Blue Moon Pack. My room was spacious, with its own bathroom, sitting area, workspace, and separate bedroom. Grabbing a quick shower, my thoughts lingered on my meetings today and the end of my evening. Drying off, I walk naked to my bed, turning off the light as I go.I was exhausted yet meeting Kate had piqued my curiosity.&n
Kate POV As we wrapped up the day of training around 3 pm, I had to decide what I was going to do with my father. I did not want to keep dragging this up, but to consider moving Reid to Beta before me going to Alpha was wrong and unprecedented in most packs. As I pondered what to do, I grabbed my stuff up, starting to walk out the door of the training centre. I waved goodbye to some stragglers as I went out. The day was beautiful. I had almost missed it with the intensity of the training today. We had a couple groups do double training shifts on Saturdays as they had more time available for training at that time than they did through the work week. During the week many worked and could not dedicate as much
Kate POV I was exhausted. We had three rogue attacks in the past three weeks. We had minimal casualties thanks to our aggressive training regimen. However, we were also cautious. The number of rogues coming to break through our barriers were increasing. We had stopped them just as they crossed, a couple escaped our warriors by not crossing the border as they saw what was happening to the other rogue wolves. those we caught were destroyed. With the exception of one rogue per group – we kept them for interrogation. This had always been our strategy, to learn what we could from the captured rogue. It often included torture as they were quite committed to their missions. After three rogues were captured during various attacks, interrogated, and destroyed we were no further ahead in under
Kate POV “I beg your pardon?” asking my father in shock. We had talked about Drake, and he never indicated there was a discussion of an alliance. In fact, I assumed his connection was a minor annoyance. Never could I have anticipated this. “Reid, John – would you mind giving us some privacy? Kate and I have some things to discuss,” Alpha Jackson requested of both men. Standing and nodding both men looked at me before nodding to Alpha Jackson as they left the room. Standing I walked over to the window and looked out at the overcast skies. We did not typically get a lot of rain, but when we did it stayed for a few days. It made tracking a challenge as all the scents you would usuall