Unveilded by the Depths

Meeting Jagger

At breakfast, Luna smiles at me. "Will after breakfast be too early to start?"

"No," I tell her. I'm excited to start learning about this side of myself.

"Good," she smiles back at me.

"And we're meeting Oliver in the gym downstairs at 2," Dillon adds.

I look at him with a smirk, "Ready to get an ass-whooping?"

Oliver walks in and laughs, "She always says that!"

I smoosh my nose up as I look at him. "Am I wrong?"

He winks. "Let's leave that until 2, shall we?"

"We shall indeed my good man," I tell him without laughing even though I'm dying to.

As soon as I finish eating breakfast, Luna ushers me upstairs to the library. "I'm happy about you and my son," she says as we sit on two comfortable chairs with a small table between them already piled with a stack of books. "I want you to know that. But I won't lie to you, Nix, this isn't going to be easy. Your mother..."

I sigh. "I know. She is a terrible person. You don't have to tell me. I lived with her."

"She caused more than a few deaths in this pack and others. Wolves have long memories."

"But no one seems to know who she is until I say her name."

She nods. "We had a witch blur the packs memory."

"Huh?" I grunt in shock they would do such a thing. Stealing someone's memory is cruel, leaving a hole they could never understand or fill.

She sighs. "They were hurt and I wanted to help. It was the best way. They still know her and have all their memories. They just don't really remember unless it is brought up directly."

I nod a few times then ask, "How long do you live?" Subtly trying to get the conversation away from my mother and what she did. With all the changes in my life, I am not ready to deal with her history here as well.

She shakes her head at me. "Fine, we will leave it for now. Just be cautious, Nix. Not everyone will be happy to meet you." She points at the stack of books. "These are some history and basic knowledge books. I want you to read these in order, then we will talk more."

I nod at her as she stands to leave. "I know I'm not what you expected for your son, but I am willing to try."

She shrugs, "Mates balance each other. Yin and Yang. But you understand that being Dillon's mate means you are the next Luna. You must not only catch up on what being a wolf means, you must learn to be a Luna."

"What does that mean?"

"A lot of things," she tells me. "The first being your teenage fun is over. You must be an adult."

"No more fun?"

She frowns, "No, just no more..." She waves at my jeans and t-shirt then points at her blouse and slacks. "Thinks business casual as your new comfortable. Image is important and once the pack learns you are his fated mate, everyone will be watching you."

I think about what I've seen Alpha, Dad and Dillon wear every day and business casual sums it up well. "Can I have some say? I'm not really a pencil skirt kind of girl." I wonder if she'd be shocked if I showed her my secret wardrobe.