His Unexpected Luna

SamToday was the day I had been preparing for my entire life. Today, I would become Alpha, and my best friend, Gregory, would stand by my side as I formally announced him as my Beta. Today would mark our new beginning. A beginning that we had been planning for since we were little cubs in grade school attending our first pack meeting together. A beginning where the Blue Moon pack would become the strongest pack in the Western Hemisphere, where our pack would be revered and respected by all. I glanced down at my bed, eying the tuxedo that one of the pack house omegas had left out for me with disdain. To me, the elegancy of the Alpha Ceremony was overkill. The ceremony shouldn’t be about frills and finery; it should be about your leadership skills and education, but unfortunately, I was not Alpha yet, so I would have to follow the dress code my mother and every Luna before her had set forth. I let out a heavy sigh and slowly began preparing for the ceremony, channeling all my nervous

GuinevereTha-dump. Tha-dump. Tha-dump. As soon as I entered the packhorse, my heartbeat accelerated, beating loud enough for every nearby wolf to hear it, alerting them of my anxiety, of the fact that I didn’t belong. The fact that there was a traitor in their midst. Well, not a traitor exactly, but the daughter of one. That title is the exact reason I’m here, though. I’m here to plead my case with the new Alpha. I’m here to request that he sever my ties with the pack and allow me to join a different pack or any other pack. A place where I’ll actually belong. A place where my parents’ history won’t tarnish my reputation. A place where I can be me, Guinevere McKay. Not me, Guinevere McKay, daughter of Gregory McKay, Pack Traitor. In a different reality, my life would’ve meant something here in this pack. I would’ve been the daughter of the Pack Beta, a highly revered member of the pack. I would’ve grown up right here in the pack house, alongside the Alpha’s son, but the Moon Goddes