Rebecca’s POV The Alphas, Betas, and Warriors have all landed. We are 6,000 strong, standing at the gates of the kingdom of the Vampires. The creatures look ready, but not for our overwhelming numbers. “King Alfred, you and your creatures have brought death, destruction, and broken the peace more than I care to remember,” Patrick is talking. “Your time of death has been appointed. What followers submit and surrender will be contained but cared for.” The King comes to the front. He looks weak, something is wrong. “My beloved is dead,” King Alfred looks directly at Thomas. “I tried to turn her to save her, but the curse of your goddess was too much. Even as a Vampire, she felt the pain every time. I could not remove her mark.” “She died the day you turned her. I have mourned the loss of my sister. I lost my mother to the grief of it. If you want to make me feel bad, it’s too late for that,” Thomas said, spiting. “You drove her crazy for your own selfish pleasure,”

1/11/2061 My Dearest Pack Members, Today, I step down from the role of Luna. A role I have held for 19 years. My greatest joy has been watching my children grow up among you all. Each member of Blue Mountain Peak has shaped this large pack, making us stronger than the Wallace family ever thought possible. Thank you for all love and respect you have given me. I have always felt loved. When Samson and Isaac decided to bring the mountain together as one pack, there was a concern that the packs would rebel. Never have I seen any pack react so well and as one unit. We were all touched by everyone’s cooperation. During the trying times of war and of the merger I saw several members dig deeper to help the pack. I watched as our farmers took on the extra load with joy and pride. I watched as shop keepers and restaurants welcomed the friendly competition. I am so proud to be your Luna. Your new Luna has been raised in the Blue Packhouse. The Daughter of Beta Malcom and Nancy, Natila.

Rona’s POV “My name is Rona Wallace, I am a Princess of the Blue Mountain, daughter of former Alpha Liam and former Luna Claire. Sister to Alphas Isaac and Samson and Luna Rebecca. My sister, Kate, and I, are so excited to be here today, the day before our birthday, to help open this new after school facility. We are excited to spend time here after school and enjoy the many amenities available. We bought new Bikinis for the occasion,” I smirk as most of the male wolves present catcall or whistle. Kate noticed a couple of shewolves give a smirk at her. We cut the ribbon, and everyone started piling in. I see Kate and a shewolf talking in low voices, with flirtatious eyes. It took a while, but Kate finally felt comfortable and told our parents she is gay. No one, and I mean no one, understands why she hesitated. It’s not unheard of, I mean our cousin Emmett is mated to an Alpha. It’s perfectly acceptable to be who you are. My sister-in-law has been inviting other gay

Rona’s POV “Okay girls, you should start to feel your wolf snap into place,” mom explains, as mid-night is here. We are in the den of the Packhouse, and warriors, male and female, are all around. I feel my head snap. Then it’s like a wall falling down. I feel my limbs tense and relax. My head feels full, like something is moving around in there. Then, I feel the urge to roar. So, I do. “Wow,” Kate said, beside me. “This is a strange feeling,” I say, smiling. I look around and smile, but nope, no sparks. Some of the warriors smirk, bow and leave. Some hang around just in case, but frown and leave. I notice a few have come from Mountain Peak; that’s going to be a long ride home. There is a knock on the door, at fifteen after midnight. Dad answers. “I want to see Rona, please,” Ashton is here at the Packhouse. He’ll have a room here, when we graduate. “Of course. Since you are in control, not your wolf, you understand that we know you aren’t mates?” Dad

Rona’s POVAll I said was make love to me. I guess that is all I needed to say.“Are you sure?” He asks, again, as we lay together naked. I’m so busy admiring his body, I don’t answer right away. He is muscular and ripped. He is going to completely wreck me!“Yes, I want this. I want my mate,” I pull his face to mine, and we stare eye to eye as he positions himself.“Baby, we can wait,” he said, one more time.“Fuck me, NOW!” I snarl, pushing the tip inside of me. That alone hurt, but I know the good is coming.“Fuck, baby!” He says, pushing all the way in. “You are so tight. I won’t move until you tell me you are ready.”He is long and thick. Almost too big. But after staring into his eyes full of compassion and lust, I relax.I kiss him and we naturally start to move together. It’s not rushed or hurried. He is gentle and slow. What is happening at our middles is secondary to what is happening between us. Our kiss is deep, our bodies are completely together. My legs are wrapped aroun