“Everything seems rather calm, but the scouts are looking out, Nora. They are a few meters away from our border. I think they are establishing some sort of camp.”
“A camp?”
“Yeah. Actually, it seems like they have a few children among them, too.”
Children? Families... Are those wolves really rogues? It feels more like... Strays.
“Nora? What are we supposed to do?”
“Nothing for now, but keep watching closely. Just let me know if there are any changes, and alert everyone if they show any sign of an attack.”
As you wish.
For a while now, Vince has started behaving like this with me. Whatever I ask or order, he will do without discussion. Apparently, the whole pack is okay with that, too, though it is still all new to me. I feel like I’m a secondary Alpha to the Jade Moon Clan or something.
I turn to Damian, but he seems rather calm about this whole situation. Is he suspecting those are not rogues, as well? If not, the fact that they suddenly gathered...
“Do you think they came because of me?”
“We don’t know how far your voice reached,” simply says Damian.
“The calling of a Royal may have had a bigger impact than we thought...”
Neal’s words scare me for a second. It’s true, I never knew how this ability could work before, and obviously, I had no idea how far it would go. My only thought was to reach as many werewolves as I could, I didn’t really figure how far. But to gather so many outside people? The question is... Why? These people are obviously not from Silver City, why would they suddenly come to my calling?
“Let them be,” suddenly says Damian. “They will most likely move in three days. We will see, then. Just keep watching them and our other borders. We never know if that Witch might strike again.”
“Got it, Boss. About the... other topic...”
Sean’s eyes are going from me to Damian with a hesitating look. From his attitude, I can guess right away who this is about. I turn to Damian.
“You are still looking for Marcus?” I ask.
My mate just nods, his eyes turning colder than ice whenever that name is spoken. Sean shakes his head, looking annoyed.
“Apologies Luna, we haven’t been able to find him yet. Our hunters are on the lookout, but the bastard is good at hiding.”
It feels a bit unreal to hear him call me that... But after my words earlier, I guess that’s a real thing for everyone now. Damian gently caresses my arm and leans in for a quick kiss on my forehead.
“He won’t be able to approach you, anyway. He can only stay hidden until I can get rid of him...”
His angry voice makes Sean and Neal look down, but as usual, I’m unaffected by his Alpha aura. I just nod and sigh. If only this could be all over soon...
The next three days actually became quite busy for me.
I go to work as usual, but as soon as I get home, Neal takes me for what he thinks are necessary lessons for the future Luna. Mostly, it is about Silver City’s History, the complex relationships between the Clans, territories, and the basics of the economy and businesses. For me, who has never even been to school and is only self-educated, it is really tiring. I am willing to learn, but Neal is a severe teacher, and we didn’t have much time for me to know enough before the gathering. We only finish really late at night, when Damian comes home from work and basically chases him out.
However, I start living with Damian during that time, and I love it. Everything I possess is promptly moved to his apartment, and once he gave me a bit of space in his wardrobe, that was it. I really never possessed much, anyway, except for what he had bought me, and my birthday presents, so...
Even if we couldn’t be together by day, my mate wouldn’t let me go every minute of the nights we shared together. Any worry I had melted like snow under the sun as long I was in Damian’s arms.
But the nights were way too short. When the sunrise hit me on the third day, I woke up with my heart filled with nervousness. I was alone in bed, but I could hear the shower running. Waiting for Damian to come back, I lie there, watching the sunrise with pink and orange shades over Silver City. My city.
Within those few days, the feeling of being a Luna became more and more real to me. In the lieutenants and Betas' behavior, they made it clear they already saw me as such. Even at the restaurant, almost every werewolf staff member’s attitude changed towards me. I guess it must be a bit unusual to see the Luna washing dishes and taking orders...
I feel fingers caressing my arm, and Damian’s lips on my shoulder.
“Good morning, my Love.”
