Not Just A Luna; I Am Alpha!

Silas

“Carlile, Chastity agreed, and I want you to prepare some of your men to communicate with Nixon. Tomorrow we will be meeting him and his team.” I told my friend, who looks very happy now. I think that collaborating with the trackers is a good idea. I want Chastity to focus on the Red Moon Pack and Xander. Especially to that alpha. In a few days, he will be suffering from intense pain because of what Chastity and I did to him. He will need the effects of the mate bond, so they must stay close to each other all the time.

“It’s a good thing that you think about it,” Carlile said, and I nodded. “So, you love Chastity, huh? You are willing to do everything for her. You even turn your back on your coven.”

“I understand you, Silas. Believe me, most of us here do. But are you ready?” He looked worried when he said that, and I understood him.

“I know that there’s no future between me and Chastity, and I am ready for it. I feel sad about it.

“I didn’t know that a mate bond could be this complicated. I know that it was difficult-almost impossible. But I still want to do it for her safety.”

Don’t deny that. I want to be with her forever, and I am willing to do everything to make that happen. I can even exchange my immortality as long as I am sure that she’s going to be mine in this lifetime or the next. But even if it wasn’t what I hoped for, I still want to keep her safe.”

“That’s what mates do, Silas,” he replied in a low voice. His mate died because she’s a human. If she were to be asked, she would choose to turn. But Carlile didn’t want her to live the way he did. He was once a human, and if he could make a choice, he would still want to become one. But he couldn’t.

“I guess this is my punishment for all the bad things I have done before I realized what kind of monster I was.”

“That was all in the past. And you had been trying to redeem yourself, and you were even more remorseful. You are helping our kind to live with humans and be with their human mate without fear.”

“We are still far from it, Carlile. But I hope that when that happens, I’m still here to see the fruit of our labor.”

“Don’t lose hope, my friend. We will try to do everything to strengthen our defense and offense in preparation for that war. We are ready to help you out and be with your mate for as long as possible. Whatever dream you have, we will try our best to turn the ending in our favor.”

“Thank you, Carlile. You are a good friend. But for that to happen, we must start the collaboration as soon as possible. I think Nixon is very reliable, and all his sources are quite good as well.”

“Then I am going to call the others. It will be better if they are here and know the details firsthand.” He replied. I nodded my head before he left the hall and started gathering his fighter team. I am proud of my friend. He had all the time to make this new coven his, but he waited for me and went on with our plan while I was in hibernation. His loyalty is beyond my expectations, which made me what I am today. If he had not done everything we planned accordingly, I would have left with nothing if not for him. So, I owe him a lot, including the safety of my mate.

After a little while, Carlile came back with the others. They greeted me before they took their seats. The decision to collaborate with Nixon’s team, a pivotal moment in our quest to protect the wolves, weighed heavily on my mind.

As I surveyed the determined faces of those gathered around me, each vampire was a testament to our shared commitment, and a spark of conviction ignited within. The camaraderie forged within this newfound alliance resonated with a promise-a promise to shield the wolves, especially Chastity, from the impending dangers that loomed.

Nixon’s team held a wealth of information, an intricate tapestry woven from the threads of intelligence and surveillance. The collaboration was not merely a strategic move but a lifeline, connecting our supernatural realms in a delicate dance of survival. I believed in the strength of unity-the potent fusion of vampire and werewolf expertise-coming together for a cause that transcended our ancient enmity.

In the muted glow of the candles, I addressed the coven with unwavering resolve. “Our collaboration with Nixon’s team is not just a tactical maneuver. It’s a pact that transcends the prejudices of our kind. Together, we stand a chance against the threats that seek to unravel the delicate balance of our worlds.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The murmurs of agreement echoed through the chamber, a chorus of solidarity that reinforced the foundation of our collaboration. I looked at Carlile, whose unwavering loyalty mirrored my commitment to this alliance. We shared a silent understanding-a belief that, in unity, we could defy the constraints of tradition and pave a new path toward coexistence.

The decision to entrust Nixon’s team with our shared secrets and to weave our destinies together required a leap of faith. It was a gamble, a calculated risk in the pursuit of a common goal. But as the leader of this coven, I harbored a steadfast belief that this collaboration would be the linchpin in safeguarding the wolves, Chastity, and our shared future.

As the echoes of our collaborative decisions reverberated through the chamber, I found myself standing in the quiet aftermath of the meeting. I found solace in the knowledge that, united, our coven and Nixon’s team could navigate the treacherous waters that lay ahead. The shadows of uncertainty yielded the illumination of purpose, and I embraced the belief that this collaboration would be the catalyst for a new era-one where vampires and werewolves, despite their inherent differences, could stand as allies against a common enemy.

In the stillness of the chamber, my thoughts turned to Chastity-the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, Luna of the Red Moon Pack, a fierce protector of her kind, and, in the hidden alcove of our secret bond, my mate. She had shouldered the weight of leadership with admirable strength, especially in the absence of Xander, the former Alpha who lay in a coma. In that moment of contemplation, I couldn’t help but marvel at the resilience she displayed.

Chastity’s unwavering dedication to her pack spoke volumes about her character. Her commitment to safeguarding the well-being of the wolves under her care showcased a depth of leadership that transcended the traditional boundaries between our species. As I stood alone with my thoughts, I pictured her in the Silver Moon Pack, navigating the responsibilities of Alphahood with a grace that defied the tumultuous circumstances surrounding her.

A small smile played on my lips as I envisioned her orchestrating the intricate dance of pack dynamics, ensuring the safety of her pack members with a blend of authority and compassion. The thought of Chastity finding solace and relaxation in her duties brought a sense of reassurance. While our collaboration with Nixon’s team unfolded, she held the fort, embodying the strength and resilience inherent in a true Alpha.

The bond we shared pulsed softly beneath the surface of my consciousness, a constant reminder of our intertwined destinies. I found comfort in knowing that, even in my physical absence, Chastity stood as the guardian of the wolves and, by extension, my kin.

I harbored the hope that our collaborative efforts would soon yield results. The threat of the rogues and vampires loomed, and our shared destiny with Chastity and her pack hung in the balance. Yet, in the face of uncertainty, there was a quiet confidence that permeated my thoughts-a belief that, together, our coven and the Silver Moon Pack, along with the other neighboring pack, could navigate the storm on the horizon.

With one last glance at the chamber, now devoid of the animated discussions that had filled it moments ago, I left with a sense of purpose. Chastity was at the helm, steering the course of the Silver Moon Pack through the tempest. Amid alliances and covert collaborations, her resilience remained a beacon of strength, and I couldn’t help but feel a swell of admiration for the Alpha, who held not only her pack but also a significant place in my heart.