Luna Aleksa's Escape
Luna Aleksa’s Escape Chapter 18

*Kingston POV*

I am twenty eight years of age and I am the Alpha of the Rocky Mountain National Park Pack. We are the second largest pack in the country. I took over as Alpha from my father when I turned twenty two. I met my mate not long after becoming Alpha and we were happy for a while. Until she got sick. After a short battle with a terminal illness, she passed away. We didn’t get the chance to have pups, we had planned to enjoy our time together for a while before settling down to have pups, unfortunately fate had other plans for us.

For the past few years I have managed to dodge the council’s plans for me. There has been huge pressure from the werewolf council for me to take a chosen mate as the pack’s Luna, but I have no inclination to.

My sister Quinn takes care of most of the luna duties for our pack, and my mother supports her with this for now. I realize she can’t do this forever, as she is yet to meet her mate too. Although, I have a bit of time before I need to figure out what happens next. Quinn is a bit younger than me, she’s only twenty two.

Usually, you meet your mate when you gain your wolf at around eighteen years of age. So Quinn is feeling the pressure of not having met her mate. She has faith that he is still out there though, so she’s just biding her time until she finds him.

With no heir to take over as Alpha, I will most likely have to pass it down to my Beta or his offspring. Although, I have no plans of relinquishing my role as Alpha any time soon.

Being that we are such a large pack and that we have a well respected and feared reputation, we are for the most part a warrior pack. So we almost never have any trouble here, other than the occasional rogue.

But that doesn’t mean we are complacent. Everyone in our pack is required to train from three years of age, regardless of gender. We pride ourselves in knowing that everyone can fight to defend themselves, especially our most vulnerable wolves.

Right now I am busy organizing the Annual Royal Pack Summit which is taking place here at Rocky Mountain in the summertime. It’s a big deal, alpha’s from all around the country come to pay their respects and allegiance to the Royal Werewolf family, as well as network, and party. Since we have been tasked with hosting this year, there is a lot to do to ensure it all goes smoothly.

I have a committee of volunteers that are organizing most of it, but there are a number of packs that aren’t on good terms and it is my duty to ensure that no hostility presents itself. So I am ringing each and every pack in the country to personally welcome them and get an idea of what we are dealing with when the time comes. We need to be able to separate rival packs to avoid any disturbances, and ensure it all goes smoothly.

I am on the phone in my office making calls to packs on the East Coast, when my Beta Asher comes into my office. I rub my forehead and look up at him sighing. I put my hand up and point a finger at him to gesture that I will just be a minute, and I continue on with the phone call I’m on.

I’m currently speaking with the alpha of the Evergreen Pack. He’s a real piece of work, this guy, he’s giving me some convoluted story about his Luna and pups were kidnapped by rogues. Apparently he sent an email, but I’ve yet to receive it.

I tell him I haven’t seen or heard anything that would be helpful to him, and give him my offer of assistance should he ever need it. I agree to put up some fliers, and keep an eye out for anything suspicious. After some small talk I ended my call with him.

For some reason that phone call irks me. I feel disdain for this man. He sounded ingenuine and I believe there is more to this story then he is letting on. I have no idea why I feel this way but it’s just a feeling I have.

Asher starts rattling on about some humans staying at the old log cabin, well he assumes they are human, but isn’t overly convinced, so he’s going to dig a little deeper and keep a close eye on them. I’m too busy to deal with this right now, so I agree with him and fob him off for now. I feel like a little guilty, but I’m under so much pressure right now, and I’m sure it’s nothing he can’t handle.

While he was telling me about them I felt my wolf stirring inside me. Maybe he’s been stuck indoors too long and he wants to get out of this office and go for a run. I look up at the clock. I’ve put in a few good hours so far, so I decide that I’ll take an early lunch break and get back to this a bit later.

I walk out of the pack house and jog down the stairs. I look around from one side of the pack grounds to another. It’s pretty quiet this morning, most wolves are at school or work or training at this time of day. I rip my clothes off and start shifting and run into the woods.

My bones start to c***k out of place and extend then slowly fall back into place, fur sprouts out all over my hands and arms and body. I start to pound into the forest floor feeling the crisp air hit my snout. This release is exactly what I needed right now. A break from the mundane office work and never ending pack calls. Just me and Sabre and the great outdoors.

Sabre takes over and he runs in a specific direction. He runs to the far right side of the woods, and he starts running alongside the Falls River. Before long we are approaching the area that Asher was talking about this morning. If only I could remember what he was saying earlier, my curiosity has piqued.

We have reached the old log cabin and there aren’t any cars outside, perhaps no one is home we ponder. We take a few deep sniffs and we are intrigued by one of the scents we pick up. So we start moving towards the front window. A few yards in we stop in our tracks. From where we are standing we can see the most beautiful woman.

She’s gorgeous with long thick darkest brown hair, crystal blue eyes, perfectly plump pink lips and snow white skin. She looks like she is deep in thought. We wonder if this is one of the humans Asher was telling us about. We will have to find him and ask him for more information when I get back. For now I just watch her for a while discretely from behind a great old oak tree.

We watch for a while, then we turn back into the forest determined to find out more about the mysterious woman at the old log cabin.

***

I feel restless tonight. I can’t stop thinking about the beauty I saw at the old log cabin. I decided to take Sabre for a late night run in the dark. We are running for hours when we decide that we’ve had enough and start making our way back to the woods. We are weaving in and out of the trees when we catch the faintest whiff of the scent we picked up at the old log cabin.

Sabre decides that we need to investigate. We are in the middle of nowhere running alongside a dusty old gravel road when we hear a car. We can hear music playing, it sounds like cold heart. I know that song everywhere it’s been played over and over again on almost every radio throughout the country.

We pick up our pace to match the car, glancing to our right side, we can make out that long dark hair flowing in the wind. It’s her! At that moment she catches us with her eyes and turns to look at us, so we pick up the pace even further and boost past the car.

We make it back to the Falls River just before she does, and we watch her exit the car, from the shelter of the old oak tree. We watch as she makes her way to the front door, watching her slowly look back at the river and then amongst the trees we are standing in. She then turns and walks into the house. Once we are happy that she has made it safely inside, we turn back towards the woods and make our way back to the packhouse.

***

Sabre and myself are both pent up full of energy this morning. We have woken up at the c***k of dawn and we plan to meet the mysterious beauty that is currently dominating our thoughts.

We managed to find out from Asher that the woman in question was Aleksa, Correct me if i’m wrong but Aleksa translated means “defender”, that’s a pretty impressive name. According to Asher, she has two children.

Mason and Kaia I was able to identify from their security swipe card photos, as they are working at one of my clubs in town. Asher says they are already settling in, and making friends, and although he can’t scent anything specific, he still feels all is not as it seems with them.

After jumping in the shower, I head to the packhouse kitchen for a light breakfast. Then I shift into my wolf form and dash off into the woods. I take a change of clothes with me to change into once I reach the edge of the forest where the old log cabin is.

In no time, I am outside the cabin, walking up the porch stairs and knocking on the door. After a few moments the door opens and I am face to face with Aleksa.

The first thing I notice is that her scent is even stronger, she’s a werewolf! She smells delicious – like peony blossom and peach nectar. My senses are overwhelmed.

I wonder how Asher could have missed this. Her scent is doing all sorts of things to me right now. For some reason I find myself wildly attracted to her, and it is taking all my willpower to not act on these feelings right now.

I can sense her fear radiating from her, it’s practically palpable. I can smell the perspiration building on her forehead. At this moment she appears to be lost in her thoughts, so I clear my throat to get her attention back. I start by making small talk, but I won’t beat around the bush. I need some answers and I need them now.

She starts to plead with me. It was not my intention to scare her, I try to relax her and tell her that I mean her no harm. I just have a few questions to ask her.

I ask her to explain herself, and she starts to tell me about what happened in her pack with her fated mate, and how she had to flee the pack to get away from his cruel ways, as well as protecting her children. I am repressing my growls, as I don’t want to scare her any further. But I am beyond pissed off, how someone could treat their goddess given mate that way was beyond me.

She explains how Mason and Kaia were rogues but through no fault of their own, it would appear they found themselves in positions similar to that of Aleksa and they formed a bond together. I would need to do some investigation to make sure their stories checked out, although I can’t imagine they would have much to gain by lying to me, they seem genuine.

I ask her which pack she is from and she starts to panic. She is reluctant to give me this information, and I am struggling to keep my cool. I don’t mean to but before I realize what I have done I have alpha commanded her to tell me. So she does.

I am not surprised when she tells me she is from the Evergreen pack. As she was telling me her story I started to link it to what I had heard from Alpha Lachlan on our phone call the other day.

I am not surprised she is Luna. She is beautiful and strong and she has a kind and caring aura about her. But I need to verify this story. People have a tendency to lie when they are scared or desperate. And she is clearly very scared. I don’t think she is lying though. I sense she is being truthful.

We talk some more, I advise her that I will be having a conversation with both Mason and Kaia separately, she doesn’t seem concerned, she even offers to help organize the meeting, although I explain it is not necessary as I will be seeing them at the club.

Before I leave she asks for my name. I was so wrapped up in asking her questions, I didn’t even introduce myself. She stares at me for a few moments and I can’t quite figure out what she’s thinking as she stares at me with a sweet smile on her face. Then as if she realizes that she is staring at me she thanks me for my visit and farewells me closing the door.

As I am walking down the stairs I hear two little voices calling out to their mommy, with my werewolf hearing. The twins must be awake I think to myself. I really want to meet them for some reason, as does Sabre. But we resist the urge. Once I get to the tree line, I shift into my wolf, seeing that the twins are watching from the window. Sabre and I leap off following the forest path, feeling quite happy with myself and thinking about that sweet scent of peony blossom and peach nectar.