The Love Of An Alpha (Old version)

Fallen Warriors and The Good Rogues

The sound of animalistic growls wakes us from our slumber. We let out a quiet groan as the morning sun leaked through the curtains, blinding us with a light that burned our eyes.

Sitting up on our bed, an obnoxious yawn escapes our lips as we stand on our feet, only to fall soon after. Our head throbbed and our body ached, clutching the side of our head we tried to tame the pain by rubbing our temples soothingly, but it did not work.

We soon realized that our extremely painful headache was due to the excessive time we have spent in Luniac's vessel, so without hesitation we summon her back, allowing her to take control once again. As soon as we felt the pressure of commanding the vessel slid off our shoulders, our mind was flooded with feelings of fatigue and tiredness. These feelings can only be attributed to the amount of time we spent in a form that was not our own. Closing our eyes, we take our rest, entrusting Luniac to take care of herself in the meantime.

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Luna's P. O. V.

I open my eyes and the sharp pain I experienced just a moment ago was gone, causing a rush of relief to fill me.

I realized then that I needed to have a talk with Anastasia about being in control for too long. It was a bad habit of hers and something that needed to change, for both our sakes.

I shake my head to clear my thoughts, standing up to gather my clothes before showering.

Running my hands under the stream of water, I sighed in comfort as the hot water cascaded down my body, relaxing all my tense muscles. I wash my hair and body, remembering to shave before stepping out of the shower, onto the warm, fuzzy rug on the floor.

I quickly brush my teeth before slipping into the pair of black jean shorts, sea foam green tank top, and of course my undergarments that I had set out for myself before beginning my shower.

Running a brush through my hair as I walk into the bedroom, glancing at the cheval mirror in the corner, smiling at how well my outfit complimented my body and curves.

I was so unfamiliar with how voluminous my human form was, after spending so much time in wolf form I had forgotten just how beautiful I was when I was human. And I don't say this as a comment of vanity, but more of self-esteem.

I was interrupted from gawking at my own reflecting when a loud crash echoed throughout the house, making me jump. My instincts kicked in and I immediately ducked under the bed, hiding.

Only after a minute or two did I realize my actions and quickly acted to correct them, pulling myself out from under the bed and standing up, scolding myself for my naturally reactive instincts.

Straightening out my jittery form, I take a deep breath and let it out.

Listening closely for any further noises, but hearing nothing.

"Must've been an accident." I mutter with a shrug before taking one last glance at my reflection and walking out the door, down the stairs and into the empty living room.

"That's funny... it's at least six in the morning, someone should be up by now." I mumble to myself. "Maybe they're all out for training....?" I question as I awkwardly shuffle to the front door.

The pack training area is about 30 minutes away by foot, but only 10 minutes by wolf. Making a quick decision, I strip from my clothes and shift into my snow white wolf, taking my clothes in my mouth and take off towards the training ground.

Half way there I started hearing pants and voices, confirming that they were all training. Running behind a tree and shifting back, changing quickly into my outfit.