The Mythical Luna

Chapter Four - Jayden

Our mate was right in front of us and yet I couldn’t focus on her. All I could focus on was trying to not let my wolf, Charon, rip off my mother’s head for hitting her. 

“Boys-” Our father started, I knew he was about to lecture us about not interrupting their meetings, but he didn’t get the chance. 

“HOW FUCKING DARE YOU TOUCH OUR MATE?!” Mason blew up, the fact that his eyes were crimson red, told me that it wasn’t him entirely, and it accounted for the fact that I could hear Neptune too. 

“This… girl? You must be confused, my dear boy.” Our mother tried to touch Mason’s arm, but he smacked her hand away. 

“Son, you will stop this right now.” Our father added before our mother continued.

“Tisha is your mate, I’m sure of it. Why would this worthless rogue be your boys’ mate?” She huffed. I mindlinked Trystian and Isabella to come immediately. They were at the door in seconds. 

“Trystian, please remove our mate from the room, take her to our old bedroom. Isabella, please grab Tisha and escort her to the front room.” I commanded, leaving no room for discussion in my voice. Isabella grabbed Tisha and happily dragged her from the room, the dumb bitch’s mouth still hanging open. As Trystian approached our mate, our mother grabbed him. 

“Do not touch that girl. She disrespected your future Luna, and you should only escort her to a cell.” She growled. 

“LET HIM GO, AND SIT YOUR ASS DOWN.” Mason boomed in his Alpha voice. Our mother immediately dropped her hand and sat next to our Father. Trystian gently grabbed our mate’s hand and escorted her to our old bedroom. As she passed me, the smell of vanilla and honey became almost too much for me to bear. I watched him escort her down the hall, her curvy hips swaying with every step, and her black ponytail swishing, begging me to wrap my fingers in it and pull. I started to get hard from the thoughts of what I wanted to do to our perfect mate, and I groaned as I had to look away. 

“Don’t you ever lay your hands on our mate again.” Alex growled, and both him and Mason were almost all the way gone. Luke stood in front of our parents, a loyal Beta to the end, willing to die for them even though he didn’t always agree to what they wanted. 

“Please, let’s be adults about this boys.” Our father stated simply, gesturing to the chairs, and we all knew he wouldn’t stop until we talked. He would follow us to our old room if he had to. Alex and I sat in the two chairs and Mason stood between them slightly behind. Beta Luke moved to the side of the couch, staying near our mother, his loyalty to his Luna. 

Just like Trystian’s loyalty is now to our Mate. She’s so pretty, I don’t want to stay here, I want to talk to mate. Please, please! Charon begged as we waited for our parents to actually start talking. 

“Boys, I assure you, you do not want a packless shifter as a mate. What if she’s an Omega?” Our mother spit out like she was going to be sick at just the thought. Alex snarled at her statement and our mother just looked to father for backup. 

“Seriously, we’ve already trained Tisha to be your Luna. She’s a strong match. Don’t throw it all away over hormones.” Tisha was brought in by Isabella, and it was clear that our father had used an Alpha order on her. He always looked down on us and our choices. I was so sick of it. Isabella let go of Tisha and then shut the door as she was waved out. I hated the fact that he always commanded the people we cared about. 

I’m so sorry, Isabella. I promise it won’t be like this when we take over. I mindlinked her, and listened to her soft laugh in the link. She knew we felt bad every single time.