I do not mind cleaning. Usually I can stay out of the way of pack members, and since I clean everyday there is not much that needs done. Our pack house has ten guest rooms that are currently empty. I start by opening all the windows to air out the unused rooms. I love breathing in the crisp mountain air that comes in. Changing out the linens is a quick process since every room has its own closet with fresh sheets in them. The Luna takes great pride in the fact that the pack house is color coordinated. Every room that houses pack members or guest is decorated in its own color scheme.
My favorite room is to the south of the pack house. Its color scheme is a natural light green. I love being able to look out the windows and see the forest tops. Simply being in the room brings a peace to my soul. I take a little longer in that room, changing the linens, and putting fresh towels in the attached washroom. As I am finishing up, I can hear Melissa’s, and Heather’s voices coming down the hall. Melissa is the Beta’s wife, and although she is not outwardly cruel like my father and her husband, she also is not nice either. Heather is her daughter and she is extremely cruel, like her father.
Melissa and my mother Amanda are the best of friends. Rumor had it that when they were younger, they both hoped to be my father’s mate. Melissa stood as my mother’s Maid of Honor and was in the room for the birth of my sister. Both were pregnant at the same time, my mother with me and my brother and Melissa was pregnant with Heather. Although my mother is the Luna and does not normally attend births of the pack she was by Melissa’s side when Heather was born, just four days before I was.
Heather is one of the packs beauties. She is very tall with long legs and shimmering blond hair. The Mood Goddess blessed her with high cheek bones, and a voluptuous hourglass figure. When Heather walks into a room all the men stare at her beauty. Unfortunately, her beauty is only skin deep.
Heather has broken my nose on multiple occasions and has spread rumors throughout the pack that I am a slut. She blames me for her not being the next Luna. According to Heather my brother was probably her destined mate.
I go completely still inside the room. Hopefully, they will pass right by this room and I can move onto the next one with no problems.
“Wear the red dress Heather, the one with the slit in the side.” I can hear Melissa instructing Heather.
“I know mom. I will make Caleb mine. I have waited my whole life to be a Luna and being the Luna of the Blue Mountain Pack is my destiny.” Heather replies.
“Your father has not been able to tell me much about Alpha Caleb other than he believes his favorite color is red, and that he has not found his mate yet. This is important Heather; you must make him fall in love with you. The Blue Mountain Pack is one of the largest packs in the north west. The Mabon Ball is the perfect setting, and you may never get another chance.”
“Don’t worry mother I will have no problem getting his eye.” As Heather makes that statement, I know that it is true. No man has ever been able to look away from her gorgeous figure.
I let out a sigh of relief when I realize that their voices are fading down the hall. It suddenly dawns on me that Melissa mentioned the Mabon Ball. Mabon is a holiday that is celebrated throughout the werewolf community. For humans it is the mark of the harvest season. For werewolves it is exciting because it means that the nights are getting longer, thus we can hunt more easily. It is also a rare time that multiple packs get together to celebrate. This is important because often destined mates do not belong to the same pack, so it is a chance to find each other. I have never been allowed to attend the Mabon Ball, nor has my pack ever hosted it before. From the conversation this morning I know that the Blue Mountain pack would be attending but I wondered what other packs would also be there. I put it out of my mind as I continue cleaning.
That night the dining room is buzzing with excitement as I serve out the dinner. Everyone is talking about the upcoming ball, and what they are going to wear. I even hear my father’s rare laugh at something Heather says. As I am getting ready to serve out the dessert Heather deems it necessary to torture me.
“Alpha it is such a relief that you decided to have the ball catered, this pig burns everything she cooks” Heather said as she picks up what is left of her lemon tilapia and throws it at my head. “Eat it off of the floor you dog.”
I know better than to refuse. As I crouch down on my hands and knees, I go to pick up the fish. “No dogs don’t have hands you moron.” Heather delivers a swift kick to my ribs and I feel one break. I sharply inhale still refusing to cry out. I crawl my way over to the fish and begin to eat it off the floor. “Yeah eat it up like the fat freaking pig you are. Your so fat that you killed your own brother you worthless pig.” Heather is just picking up speed in her torturing of me. Suddenly I feel a brownie sundae that I had just served up for dessert being dumped over my head. “Here little piggy eat it all up you fat bitch.”
I want to cry, I can feel the tears pricking the back of my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. Heather delivers a swift kick to my face and I can immediately tell that she has broken my nose again. Suddenly she grabs my hair as she crouches down. “It should have been you that died, not Dustin.” She spits in my face, and slowly stands up. For a moment I think its over and I stand up. That angers Heather who turns around and punches me in the stomach.
“No one told you to stand up pig. You don’t deserve to live; you don’t deserve to breath.” At that she grabs me around my throat slamming me up against the wall. I can feel her fingers tightening around my throat, and my throat is on fire. FIGHT BACK, my wolf is screaming at me. I know I can’t though. Black dots are forming at the edges of my sight and I am resigned that my time is finally here to die.
“Alpha, the Blue Mountain Pack has come a day early.”
Heather releases me as one of my father’s patrols inform him of the news.
“Shit I need to change.” Heather spins around and starts heading for her room.
I am left gasping for breath on the floor, covered in food as everyone else is reacting to the news. My father demands that his Luna, and Beta are with him to greet the guests. As an after thought he snarls at me to clean up the mess and disappear out of sight. He has no idea how happy I am to just disappear.
Caleb’s Point of ViewBeing an Alpha means that I must do things on occasion that I do not want to do, the Mabon Ball is one of those things. I hate being surrounded by people, all of them trying to kiss up to the Alpha. I have a strong dislike for fake people. I would much rather be running through the woods, patrolling my borders, or training with my warriors. Unfortunately, politics demand that I attend this function. I have been the Alpha of my pack since I was fourteen years old. My father and mother the previous Alpha and Luna were murdered by rogues. I was one of the youngest Alphas and because of that I pushed myself to be the best. I can say with pride that my pack is one of the largest packs in the north west. We are also one of the strongest packs. I train my warriors without
Caleb’s Point of ViewI hated waking up in a strange bed. I hated even more that my normal routine could not be kept. Par usual I wake up before almost everyone else. I quickly throw on some sweatpants, not even bothering with a shirt. These rare hours that I have to myself I use them to spoil myself. The rest of my days are filled with meetings, trainings, and other pack business. With the tension in my shoulders I know that I need to let my wolf out on a run so that I am calmer tonight for the festivities. I know that my pack is hoping that I find my mate tonight. Truth be told I am a little anxious to find her as well.I quickly make my way out of the pack house, and instantly my body starts to loosen up. I head to the south and find myself looking up at the window of the room I slept in last night. The Silver Moon pack has been very generous since we arrived, and I am thankful that Theo is great with polit
Daphne’s Point of ViewAfter the altercation with Heather I had cleaned up the dining room. I carefully avoided all contact with not only my pack, but the visiting pack members as well. As soon as I had the dining room cleaned up, I washed up the dishes and retreated to my room. Everyone else was busy worrying about the visiting pack. I just wanted to disappear.The next morning my throat was still sore and a little scratchy from where Heather had choked me. Checking the mirror, I can see that the bruises were already fading from sight. Since I love to shift every morning and go for a run my healing abilities are pretty good. Being a werewolf means that we heal relatively quickly, but if you do not regularly shift your healing abilities can be hindered.Heading out the back door I was extra careful to be quiet this morning. Since we are rarely visited by other packs I do not know if th
Caleb’s Point of ViewI take my time returning to my clothes. My mind keeps returning to the wolf girl I seen at the river. I know every wolf in my pack, including the pups. She did not belong to my pack, and she is not a rogue so she must belong to the Silver Moon pack. I am smiling as I shift back into my human form and throw my sweatpants and shoes back on. I can not wait to speak to Theo.Bounding back up to the second floor of the manor I am glad that me and Theo are roomed right next to each other. I do not even knock on his door; I just burst in and find that he is in the adjoining shower. I am pacing back and forth in his room trying to be patient as he finishes. For a moment I considered mind linking him and telling him to hurry up. Even my wolf is anxious to share the encounter with the beautiful wolf girl in the woods. Finally, I hear the shower turn off
Daphne’s Point of ViewI was nervous throughout most of the morning, scared that my secret about shifting would be exposed. I calmed down throughout the day though as it continued to be basically normal. Breakfast was bigger than usual because of the visiting pack. The Alpha decided that I was too clumsy to serve out our guests, so he ordered some of the Omegas of our pack to serve out the meal. I was sent over to the hall to ensure that it was clean for the decorations to be set up and the caters to arrive. I hated being dismissed before breakfast was over because now, I could not eat any of the left-over food. Oh well I thought it is not the first time I have gone without food.As I was walking to the meeting hall, I noticed that the pack was out and about. Clearly everyone was excited about the ball tonight. I watched mothers taking their daughters to get their hair done and I felt the familiar ache of wish
Caleb’s Point of ViewCuriosity was getting the better of me, I needed to know who that wolf girl was that I seen this morning. I simply could not get her off my mind. Theo tried to distract me by going over next weeks training schedule, but my heart and mind were not in it. Finally, he gave up and asked me if I wanted to walk around this pack’s territory. I readily agreed, which lead him to teasing me about possibly running into a certain girl.Simply being outside relaxed my muscles and put a smile on my face. Looking around I noticed that the Silver Moon pack had done a great job in the way they had structured their buildings. The Manor House was center but towards the back giving the inhabitants a great view of the woods. Their meeting hall was off to the left, with an array of small shops surrounding it. The pack members houses were spread along the north side of the town, and beyond those were the
Theo’s Point of ViewI am very good at gathering information from people and computers. I became sort of an investigator after my mate passed away. My dear sweet Miranda, death took her way too soon from my arms. Miranda had been involved in a car accident year before last. It was eastern Oregon in January; roads were slick, and we eventually found her jeep flipped over in a ditch off the highway. Police initially tried to say that they believed that she had hit an animal, but I personally went to the scene and scented no other animal near her.The front end of jeep was smashed in from where she had hit the ditch, but no one could explain why the back end of her jeep was smashed in. I also pointed out that there seemed to be a paint transfer, her jeep was white, the transfer paint was blue in color. I almost lost my mind arguing with the police and the detectives because I needed to know what had happened to t
Caleb’s Point of ViewAfter sending Theo out on the task of finding out who the young mystery lady was, I continued to stroll a little through the town. My wolf was begging me to go for another run before the ball tonight, but I knew that I needed to be present when the other two packs arrived. I knew one of the two packs that would be attending, the Crest Line pack. I was looking forward to seeing Marcus, the Alpha again. Rumor has it that he has found his mate and I am eager to find out if it is true.As if fate were reading my thoughts, I could hear the scouts informing some of the closer wolves that there is a pack approaching. I turn and head back to the manor house to greet the guests. As I draw near, I see that Alpha Jason, and Luna Amanda are already outside waiting at the top of the steps. I step next to Alpha Jason hoping that it is the Crest Line pack that is headed in. Just as the first wolves step