Not Just A Luna; I Am Alpha!

Chassy

“And you agree with him?” Sims asked.

“Please trust me on this. I know that he will never betray me.” I replied. He is not convinced that Silas would want to collaborate with us. He thought that he had a hidden agenda for coming with me.

“C, you know that I am always with you. For every decision you make, rest assured that I am going to support you. I just want you to make sure about this. You know, sharing intelligence with our mortal nemesis is risky and dangerous.”

“I understand; that’s why I am telling you that I am confident about this,” I replied. They had no idea what Silas did to Xander, and I can’t tell them that either. I decided to limit the people who knew about it since it was the Red Moon Pack’s matter. I trusted the Silver Moon Pack with my life. Everyone here is family to me, but even if the people in my office right now are my most trusted people, I still have to hide this thing from them.

“Sims, you should trust your alpha. We already accepted Silas as her mate as well, so we have to give our trust to him too.” Daddy Jay said.

“What do you think, Nixon?” my beta asked my head tracker.

“I don’t see any reason why not. If what Alpha said was true, then Silas is already the enemy of his own coven. It’s just disappointing that we left the coven earlier and didn’t find anything about Silas other than that the majority of his council is against him.” Nixon replied.

“So he is an enemy of his coven?” Allie asked, and he nodded. “Sims, don’t overthink. Let’s trust C on this.”

“I trust our alpha; it’s the vampire that I am worried about.”

“Sims, I understand and considered your concern before I agreed. In my heart, I know that he will never betray me.”

“If you say so, But let’s not lower our guards. We should stay vigilant and cautious, no matter what. Especially you, Nixon. You and your team will be the ones who work closer with them.”

“Yes, beta,” my head tracker replied.

“And Sims, I agree with you. Let’s stay vigilant and cautious.” I said, and he smiled at me.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“How’s the Red Moon Pack now without their alpha?” Simon asked, and they all looked at me. I was tempted to tell them, but I had to stop myself. The right time to tell them about Xander will come, and I have to wait for it.

“Coping. As of now, Ethan has been appointed as the acting alpha.”

“How’s the boy doing?” It was Daddy Jay.

“I’m just glad that I persuaded him to attend the training in the training center. He’s in good shape and condition to lead a pack.”

“That’s good to hear.” Daddy Jay replied, smiling. “I know that everything is going to be alright in the Red Moon Pack. But we still need to be ready because this war is not over. This time, we will be facing the most heartless leader of the vampires, supported by their greedy council and members.”

“I am preparing for it,” I replied,

“You don’t understand; the war is not as simple as you think, especially on your part.” I feel confused. I want him to tell me more, but I don’t think he will. Still, I asked.

“Is there anything you wish to tell me, Dad?”

“Nothing; I am simply telling you that a war is a war. It won’t be as simple as what the rogues did to the Red Moon Pack. Remember, the vampires are our mortal enemies. We are here to protect the weak and to ensure the balance between the supernatural beings and humans.”

“I know, and I am also worried that even after the rogue leader’s death, the vampire might still use them against us,” I replied, as I was experiencing the simultaneous emotions of worry and fear that create a tumultuous inner landscape, marked by a relentless sense of impending doom and uncertainty.

Worry engulfs my mind with a pervasive unease, spawning a cascade of anxious thoughts that weave through my consciousness like a spider’s web. There is a haunting preoccupation with potential negative outcomes-a relentless replay of worst-case scenarios-that fuels a deep-seated restlessness.

The undercurrent of fear adds a visceral intensity to my mental turbulence. It’s a palpable, gripping sensation that tightens my chest, quickens my pulse, and heightens my senses. My mind becomes a battleground where worry and fear intertwine, amplifying each other in a disconcerting symphony. This emotional state can paralyze me, leaving an individual suspended in a state of apprehension, grappling with an amalgamation of future uncertainties and immediate threats.

“Dear,” Daddy Jay said, his voice a steady cadence that cut through the noise of my chaotic thoughts. “I’ve seen you face challenges, defy odds, and lead with a strength that surpasses many. But I also see the weight you carry-the burden that threatens to break even the strongest of warriors.”

His words resonated with a fatherly concern, a connection that transcended the typical alpha-beta dynamics. He had been there for me when I was weak, guiding me and shaping me into the leader I had become. His presence now was a beacon of comfort in a time of uncertainty.

“You’re not alone in this,” he continued, his gaze unwavering. “Leadership doesn’t mean you carry the entire pack’s burden on your shoulders. It means rallying those around you, sharing the load, and finding strength in unity. You’ve always been a fierce leader, but you’re not invincible. Allow those who care about you to lend their support.”

His words were a balm to my weary soul. It was a reminder that leadership wasn’t about solitary strength but about the collective resilience of the pack. He reached for my hand that was on the table, reassuring me. The warmth of his touch conveyed a multitude of emotions-encouragement, understanding, and an unspoken promise that, together, we would weather the storm.

“You’re more than just an alpha. You’re a daughter, a friend, and a vital part of this pack. Lean on those who care about you, for strength shared is strength multiplied.”

As he spoke, I felt a renewed sense of determination, a flicker of hope amid the chaos. Daddy Jay’s encouragement was a lifeline, reminding me that, even in the face of adversity, I had a pack that stood beside me, ready to share the weight of the world. He had been my anchor in the storm, and his eyes, usually filled with warmth and wisdom, now glimmered with a unique blend of understanding and encouragement. It was as if he could read the struggles etched on my face and sought to offer solace in the storm that raged within. I feel like he knows that I am hiding something from him and that he encourages me to tell him. But, am I ready? I don’t think so. Xander’s safety is my priority; I couldn’t take the risk of letting our enemies find out about him yet.

After Daddy Jay’s reminders, we continued our meeting since I needed to go back to the red Moon Pack. Although it was fine with my beta, I still feel sorry for him that he had to take on my duties and responsibilities as the alpha of the Silver Moon Pack.

“Thank you for agreeing to have a collaboration with Silas. I promise that this is for the pack’s own good.”

“For you, C. Know that we are always ready. The training has been as intense as ever. Our warriors and fighters are all in good shape. We see to it that we practice all the defense and offense training we did together, and as you focus on the Red Moon Pack, you don’t have to worry about us. Because you have the best pack members who will protect those we love the most.” Sims replied, and that made me feel a little better and more relaxed.

Now, I will focus on Xander and the Red Moon Pack. I will see to it that no matter what those vampires are planning, it will only go to waste and lead them to their demise.