CHAPTER FORTY TWO

That night, under the full moon, we gather on the beach to inaugurate Nash as the new Alpha of the San Diego pack.

It’s nothing like the short, solemn ceremony we had in Flagstaff when Malcolm became the Alpha after Caleb’s death. Instead, it’s more like a party. We light a huge bonfire on the beach, and some of the older shifters make a barbecue dinner while the rest of us congratulate Nash on his new position.

Nearly everyone in the pack comes up to apologize to Nash, to welcome him back, to thank him for his unwavering loyalty to their pack, and to celebrate his ascension to the position of Alpha.

Amanda gives us a lot of space, but I figure she must be having a hard time. After all, she just lost her brother after finding out that he tried to kill her, and her mate declined to be nominated as the new Alpha which means she lost out on becoming Luna.

Instead, I’m the new Luna. Everyone seems friendly and welcoming, but there’s a chilliness underneath that. The San Diego p