A Complete Mistrea -

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

We should probably get back before Kyle comes looking for us,” Mistrea laughed doing her best to lighten the mood between Zac and herself. Everyone was in the living room; all talk ceasing the moment they set foot in the front door.

Mistrea smiled hoping to calm everyone; pretty sure they’d expected World War III to erupt between her and Zac. They were waiting, she guessed for her to explain ‘what now’. She glanced at Zac, before turning her gaze on the rest of room.

“Okay.” She glanced at each person there, “Zac and I talked. We aren’t together, but I’m willing to at least get to know him, see if we can work things out. Shelby… well, that’s Zac’s business. He’ll have to deal with that situation.” she sighed. “This is my home and for the time being she’s not welcome, at least not while things are the way they are.”

Mistrea took a moment to order her thoughts, this was important, not just for her, but for the entire Pack. She thought she’d be more afraid or at least wary of what she was about to do, but what she felt was calm. This was what she’d been born to, this was her birthright and as she looked at those gathered in her living room she knew it was the right decision. The words felt right in her mind and she wondered how they’d feel once spoken.

Words had always been important to her; they were after all how she made a living. But this… this was for all intents and purposes, a monumental moment in her life. She took a slow calming breath and released it. “I’ll take my place as Luna. I’ll be the female Alpha.”

As the words left her lips she felt something click into place. She felt ‘whole’ in a way she hadn’t since she was a small child.

“There are things Zac and I will need to nut out in regards to my position as Luna and that’s not going to happen overnight. In the mean time, I want to emphasise that this doesn’t mean Zac and I are together. Until he’s spoken to Shelby and she’s made fully aware of the situation, there’s no way I’ll be doing anything more than meeting with Zac and Wade to discuss Pack business.” She turned to Zac and waited for him to give confirmation that he too understood what she’d said.

When he indicated he did, she turned to Wade. “I’m going to need a Second as well?” he gave her a nod and her focus moved to her Aunt. “Aunt Mae, I would be honoured it you’d take up the position?”

Mae smiled, “I’m too old to be your Second. You’ll need someone younger, someone with a great deal more energy than I have. For now I can be your advisor, a shoulder to lean on or bounce ideas off.”

“Sounds good. Thank you Aunt Mae.”

“I was thinking perhaps a morning tea or lunch to get to know some of the older women could be useful. If anything it’ll get word to everyone that you are our Luna and you’re here to stay.”

Mistrea smiled at her Aunt before turning to Zac, “Do you have anything you’d like to add?”

He gave her a wry smile. “I’m assuming you won’t be moving to the Pack house any time soon?” he grinned when he saw the expression on her face. “That being the case, the sooner we get the fencing down the better.”

Mistrea frowned and he tactfully prevented getting her back up. He couldn’t afford to get her off side, not now. “I know you’ve still got work going on, but can we at least leave the gates open? That way our people will have ready access to you. It’ll also show them you’re willing to get to get to know them, listen to their problems... maybe give advice.”

“Fair enough,” she returned. “I’ll talk to the foreman; let him know the gates are to remain open. I’ll also ensure that there’s adequate fencing around the areas where the builders are working. You should probably issue a statement or whatever to let the Pack know what’s going on.”