Becoming Luna

Adeline My mind reeled as Beta Don and I continued outside of the pack house, my arm tucked tightly within his. The red lanterns were hung above our heads at various heights. They cascaded well into the fields, my eyes bolted from all directions taking in all the fine details. When the blares of trumpets sounded, I pulled Beta Don into my side tighter, anxious for any type of comfort. He smirked and whispered, “you have nothing to be nervous about, you are the one chosen to lead the pack alongside our Alpha”. I know he was trying to calm my nervous but his gesture had only made me more anxious. As fate would have it, little me was hand picked for Alpha Jaxon. An Alpha. Not any Alpha, but the most vicious Alpha known in history. He was known to spill blood as a pastime. We had been through so much together that I often forgot who he really was and how scared of him I use to be. Instead, he revealed a different side to me. He was tender and attentive, he cared more about his pack than an