Chapter 37

**Couple Nights Later**

     "Did you brush your teeth?" I asked Ian, tucking him into bed.

     He smiles and nods proudly, "Yep! I'm a big boy now momma, I don't need your help all the time."

     I put on a fake hurt face, then pressed my lips together and raised a brow at him, "Mmm, then I guess there's no need for me to finish up here. You can finish tucking yourself in right?"

     The smile on his face drops and his blue eyes widen, before quickly saying, "Don't over exaggerate momma, I need your help with that still."

     I laughed and looked at him weird, "Where did you learn such a big word from?"

     He smiles and shrugs his shoulders, rubbing his red tired eyes, "Samuel, he says his sissy does that all the time."

     I laughed again, "Well I would to if someone kept putting snakes into my bed while I'm sleeping," I say with another laugh, then bent over to kiss his forehead.

     "Momma?" Ian called tiredly as I turned off the lights on my way out the door.

     I opened the door and looked back at him, "Yes?"

     He turned on his side facing me, putting both hands underneath his head, "How long are we gonna stay here?"

     I was taken aback by the question, but only for a moment. Then I give him a warm smile, "For as long as you and I want lil-man."

     He yawns and rubbed his eyes some more, "I want it to be forever."

     I laugh softly, "I think I can manage that. Now get some sleep sweetie, tomorrow you start class here with the other werewolf children."

     He smiles and nods, then turns over on his other side facing the wall. I walk out of his room and into my personal bathroom, switching the lights on, I walked up to the sink. Turning the faucet on, I start washing my face and brushing my teeth.

     In the middle of brushing my teeth, my eyes wondered down to my neck and on Christians mark. I stopped brushing and took my hand to lightly graze the tip of my fingers above it. A shiver of excitement dance it's way up my spine. I then take off my shirt so I would be able to get a more clear view of it.

     I couldn't help but marvel at the mark. It was a vibrant blue dream catcher shaped like a moon, it damn near covered the entire right side of my shoulder. With a light trail of smaller purple and blue feathers going up the side of my neck. To the actual spot where Chris bit me. Inside the dream catcher was the face of a black wolf growling viciously at you. It also had vibrant purple eyes staring back at you. Then even more colorful feathers were traveling down the right side of my body, and only stopping at my ankle. A single purple feather wrapped itself around my ankle. And the name Alpha Christian was spelt out in black cursive ontop of the steem.

     It was quite mesmerizing to look at. Earlier this week I caught Christian staring and admiring it. He said that he's never seen a mating mark look like this before.

     "Is that a bad thing that our mating mark is so different from others?" I asked him, leaning back against his chest.

     We were sitting in the livingroom, cuddled up on the couch. He smiles and shakes his head no, then scoots me closer to him. Brushing the tip of his nose up along my neck.

     "No, that just mean our love is more unique and special than others," he spoke once his lips reached my ear.

     I smiled at the memory and then changed into my pajamas. Which included sweat pants and a loosely fitted old shirt. I pulled my hair up into a loose messy bun, then grabbed the deck of note cards Chelsea made for me.

     Making my way into the kitchen I grab some chips and a drink before heading into the livingroom. I get comfortable on the couch and started flipping through the note cards. Studying for how to be the best Luna I can be for this pack.

***Christian's P.O.V***

     "Would you mind telling me how the fuck Justin was able to get into Amy's house!? When you were the one who was supposed to be on watch!?" I growl lowly at James.

     He looked down at the ground, ashamed, "I'm sorry Alpha, I don't even remember falling asleep. One minute I was checking on the Luna, and then... I-I-I... I can't even remember the rest. I have failed to protect our Luna, Alpha. I'm sorry, and I'll accept any form of punishment you see fit."

     I glare down at him, then after a moment I sighed and slumped my shoulders a little, "Don't let it happen again James, or the consequences next time might not be in your favor."

     He continues to stare down at the ground and nods.

     "You're dismissed," I tell him, turning back around to finish up my paper work so I can get back to Amy.

     Bryce comes in my office a few minutes later, "Hey Alpha, here are those blood results you asked for of Ian and Amy," he says, dropping the stack of papers down in front of me from a good distance up in the air.

     "Are they both ok?" I asked, flipping through the paper work myself.

     "Apparently someone's been feeding the both of them wolfbane for a very long time. I'm surprised that the kid is still even alive with how much his blood is dripping in it," Bryce says, flopping down in one of the black leather chairs before me.

     This doesn't make any sense, why would someone be targeting them two? Taking a look at their blood work, this has been going on from the moment Ian was born.

     Someone's been targeting them since before I even met Amy. Why? What could they possibly want from them?

     My jaw clinched shut and I ran a stressful hand through my hair, "I need you to have Claudio dig up some background information on a few people."

     Claudio is one of our guys who can dig up some of the most deepest and darkest skeleton that you try to hide in your closet. He's good at his job and none of us ever question him on how he gets his information.

     "I need Ians and Amys background checked. I need to know who their parents are and why they have a target on their heads. Then I need Mr.Rogers done also as well. He was the caregiver of the children that Amy and Ian were living with. There's no way he didn't know about the wolfbane he was feeding to them. That stuff is hard to come by for a human. And Amy said that he was the only one who bought the food for the house.

     Then I want you to round up all the werewolf newbies tomorrow morning bright and early. I want to start training them personally for their mission's."

     Bryce nods his head and smiles while leaning back more into the cushion of the chair, "Maaan! You remember how our first mission went? How nervous and fucking scared you were?" He says with another laugh.

     I laughed along with him, remembering the mission my father had us do. A mission for the younger wolves in this pack is like, an odd way for us to welcome them in the pack. For officially shifting. Every 2 years we would do it. The missions could be as simple as getting dared to cross pack border lines just to jump off a cliff and into the river.

     Or in Bryce and mine's case, it could be dangerous. Crossing borders and sneaking into the Alpha's house! Just to steal the Alphas toupee from his bedside!

     Which in my defense, I didn't even know it was a hair piece until I actually got there. My father neglected to mention that part.

     "Really? I distinctively remember you freaking out when we snuck through their basement. Ha! You screamed like a little bitch. All because a little itty bitty spider fell from the ceiling, and landed on your shoulder. That little screaming dance you did while slapping at the spider really woke up the whole house," I say with a small smile.

     He chuckled and rolls his eyes, "Fuck you man, spiders are the fucking devil. They land on you at the most random fucking times, unwillingly bringing out the bitch side of me! Sky bout had a field day when I asked her to kill the one in my room! A-"

     "Woah woah hold up," I say stopping him, then leaned over to place my elbows on top of the desk, "Please tell me you did not have Sky kill a spider in your own room for you."

     His face slowly turned beat red and his eyes widen in realization, he quickly goes to try and correct himself, "Ooh ha! Who me!? Pfff, wh-wh-what I ment was that sh-she asked ME, yeah uh, to kill the little bastard," he said not so convincingly, rubbing the back of his neck.

    I laughed and crossed my arms, leaning back in my chair, "So, you don't have a small fear of spiders?"

     He laughs and waves that question off, "Pfff, please."

     I raise a brow and nod my head, "Good, so can you knock that one that just landed on your shoulders off?" I asked him casually, pointing to.

     I seen him move quick started rapidly swatting at his shoulder, the look of panic and fear was on his face. I smiled and watched as his face got even more red when he finally realizes that I was just messing around with him.

     "Alllrighty then, I-I-I'm just gonna head out," he says awkwardly, opening the door.

     I laughed, "You sure? You don't need me to come and check under your bed for the boogy man?" I shout out after him.

    He pressed his lips together in a tight smirk, then turns to look at me, "I say this with all do respect Alpha, fuck off."

     I laugh again and he leaves my office, but not even ten minutes later, someone else was calling for me through mindlinkin.

     "Chris I think you would want to come and see this," Milo said, sending me an image of the person he was looking at.

     A low grumble came from me at the sight of this person. What the hell does she want?

     I put all my paper work up and headed off to see Milo. He said they were on the borderline of the territory. Once I reached them I immediately took notice of the two bimbo guards standing behind Charlene. And then Charlene, an unusually small human woman with shinny brown hair and a set of muddy brown eyes.

     This woman is my fathers true mate, and I absolutely hate her.

     I didn't just instantly hate her, trust me. This hate grew over time.

     I looked at Milo before looking at her, "What business do you have being here Charlene, I don't have all night."

     She smiles, bringing out the wrinkles around her eyes, "It's nice to see you to Christian. I've heard you found your mate? A human one to be exact."

     I cross my arms over my chest, "What do you want Charlene?" I asked again, ignoring her questions.

     Her smile brightens and she looks up at the werewolf male on her left. He was about as tall as me, with darker skin and long curly dark brown hair. His icy blue glare was focused on me.

     "You remember my son right, Trenton," she says smoothly, then looks back at us with a shady smile, "your brother, the rightful Alpha of this pack."

     I squinted my eyes at this women, "You and your family have been banished from these lands for over 18 years Charlene. You can't just decided now to come back and claim the Alpha spot. After what you two did and put this pack through!?"

     It's true, this woman was a little bit psycho for a human. Which is probably why most people don't like her to being with. She stole millions of dollars from us because my father just couldn't deny his mate what she wanted.

     Which I understand why it's so hard for him to say no to her, it's damn near impossible for me to do that with Amy.

     But Charlene took my fathers generosity a little bit too far. Causing our pack to be swallowed up by debt and many struggling years of us recovering. And her son?

     Trenton was older than all of us, so yes, naturally the Alpha title does belong to him. But he gave up that title to go and be with his mom when we banished only her.

     Our father was looking forward to training and teaching him how to be an Alpha. But he was even worse than his mom. Throwing temper tantrums like a five year old when something didn't go his way, or if things just didn't turn out like they were supposed to.

     Which is almost most of the time when running a large pack.

     Plus, I'm pretty sure setting our only school building on fire and breaking into the pack members houses to steal. Is an automatic revoking of the title. Then when Milo didn't want it, the next in line was me.

     She laughs, "Can't we just let bygones be bygones? I mean, that was over 18 years ago."

     I clinched my jaw, "Leave, and don't come back unless my father or me say otherwises. After what you two did, you should feel lucky that I even allowed you to stay here this long."

     "I am here to speak with your father," she says.

     "He's not here, he's currently out of town right now," Milo says, keeping a close eye on Trenton.

     I don't blame him, just the way Trentons stance was, told me enough to realize that something was off about him. His aura was dark, angry, and very dangerous.

     "Well when he gets back, tell him to call his son," Trenton spoke for the first time, handing over a piece of folded up paper to me.

     I take it and put it in my pocket, never taking my eyes off of him, "I will, now leave."

     He chuckles darkly, then says before both of them leave, "I'll see you and your mate around soon brother."

     Anger rose in my chest and I take a step towards him, but Milo slaps a hand on my shoulder to stop me. I looked back at him before looking back and to seeing nothing but the leaves of where tbey stood.

     "You're letting him get under your skin, don't," Milo said.

     He was right, normally I don't let peoples words affect me, but for some odd reason. Trenton just got under my skin, and I shouldn't be thinking like that about my own brother. But damn did he make it difficult for you to like him.

     I sighed heavily and run my fingers through my hair. Making Milo laugh while slapping a hand down on my back.

     "Go and see your mate, you've had a rough couple of weeks," he encourages, brightening up my mood tremendously just at the thought.

     I've been so busy this last week, so much that we haven't even seen each other at all.

     I nod my head, "Yeah I should go see her, I'm sure she thinks I'm avoiding her by now."

     He nods and takes off in the direction of his patrol trail. I make my way towards Amy's house, and was surprised to see a lamp on in the livingroom.

     I make my way in the house and stopped to stare at the heavenly sight before me. A smile curved it's way up to my lips.

     Amy was asleep on the couch, with the deck of note cards spreaded out across her lap. Half of her face was turned on the side and buried into the couch cushion. She looks so precious and adorable.

     After picking up the note cards I kneel down close to her head and brushed a few strains of hair behind her ear. Causing her to stir in her sleep from my touch, then turns over on her side facing me. Slowly, she flutters those light brown eyes open.

     She smiles tiredly once she sees it's me, "Hey you."

     And just like that, the shitty past week was lifted off my shoulders by her sweet voice. And just the fact that she's tired and half asleep, made her voice sound all the more sexier.

     I smiled back, "Hey Princess, you look beautiful."

     She laughs lightly and places a hand on my face, then softly slaps my cheek, "You're such a weirdo," she told, before her eyes ended up closing again and her hand drops to the ground. Falling back asleep.

     My smile widens and I couldn't help but think of how this one woman completely melts my heart.

     I go to kiss her forehead, waking her back up in the process I gently cressed her body, "Come on Princess, let's get you to bed."