"Blake, we have another call. It's from Luna Katrina of the Canadian Iceknife Pack." This has been all I've heard for the past four weeks. Dylan yelling at Blake about various pack around the world calling. Ever since the attack on the Moonstone pack, werewolves all over the world have begun to become anxious. Nobody knows where the Levagairs will hit next.
"Switch them over to Christy's line. I have a Taiwanese Alpha on the phone right now and an Australian one on hold!" Blake said as he ran his fingers through his hair. The moment the thirtieth Alpha called, Blake had transformed into a growling mess of stress.
"Me?! I'm on a three way call with two Japanese Alphas and I have had a Brazilian one on hold for over an hour now!" Christy growled back. "Answer it yourself!"
"Sorry, I got to watch over the manufacturing of, you know, the super important Vekaldi tear weapons." Dylan stalked towards me and shoved the phone in my face. "Why don't you answer it? You haven't answered any yet."
"I've been training, you know, the super important werewolves who will be killing the Levagairs." I mocked as I slapped the phone away. As horrible as it may seem, none of us enjoyed answering the calls. Stressed, scared and anxious alphas were people you never wanted to deal with.
"Nice try. We've all answered at least five, including Liam. Your turn!" Sharon picked up the phone and held it to my ear. Talk, she mind-linked me. Feeling like a hostage under her wrath, I quickly opened my mouth to speak.
"Hello? Moonstone pack speaking." I heard Sharon and Dylan snicker. They were undoubtedly teasing me in their mind-link. I shot them a quick glare. I hoped the glare was cold enough to freeze their souls.
"Hi, this is Luna Katrina from the Canadian Iceknife pack. My mate and I have been chosen to represent the Canadian werewolves." Katrina's voice was surprisingly smooth and a slightly sultry. Just as I was about to reply, my grip on the phone grew limp and I slid to the floor. The Moon Goddess is sending us a vision, do not worry, Astrid assured me.
I found myself boarding a small and sleek plane. It looked like a private jet. "Goodbye Luna Katrina. Come back to us in one piece please." I felt myself turn around and wave sadly to the young werewolves who clung to my legs.
"Be good I will be back before you know it. You must be strong and brave for the others, okay?" Shocked, I realized that I must have inhabited the body of Luna Katrina in this vision.
"Tell the Saviour Mates I say hi, okay Mama?" A young werewolf boy said with a sheepish look.
"Of course, goodbye, I love you all." I knelt down to kiss each on their cheeks. As I boarded the plane, I caught my reflection on the surface of the plane. My dark hair was tied up neatly in a French braid and I had on a black blazer, white tank top, leggings and all black running shoes. Upon closer inspection, I had blue-green eyes that held little flakes of gold.
"With all due respect Katrina, we have to get going." A muscular man dressed in a fitted sweatshirt closed the door behind me once I sat down.
"Where's my mate?" I heard myself ask. I heard the muscular man sigh and recline his airplane seat further back.
"Katrina, we've been over this. Alpha has to stay behind and watch over the pack in case an attack strikes. You are needed for the worldwide mind-linking that will happen on Moonstone Pack territory. You also need to get some Vekaldi tears for us. We need to start making weapons ASAP." The man picked up a business magazine and began to read it silently.
Worldwide mind-link? That can't be possible can it...? Mind-link is only supposed to be available for members of one pack. Why does a Luna have to go? My surroundings began to fade as reality descended back upon me.
Astrid, did you get all that? I asked, hoping she had answers. Yes... It hasn't been done since the last Levagair war. Because the Moon Goddess herself is female, in a ceremony she will be able to use a luna from each pack around the world to create a worldwide mind-link. Every werewolf from anywhere around the world will be able to communicate with each other. Much handier than a cell phone, Astrid explained. I could feel her pacing excitedly in my mind.
"Hello? Anyone there?" I heard the faint voice of Luna Katrina sound from the phone.
"Yes, sorry about that. I will call you back in five minutes. I have something I must discuss with my Alpha." I hung up the phone before she could object and ran into Blake's office. Blake held up one finger to his lips, telling me to wait.
"Blake. This is important. You can even put the phone on speaker." I impatiently tapped my foot and sat down on the chair in front of him. "I just received a vision from the Moon Goddess. One Luna from each pack in the world will need to come here and pick up some Vekaldi tears. The Levagairs will be coming soon and we don't have nearly enough."
"The Alphas aren't going to like that... Especially now that we know the Levagairs are on their way. Why does the Moon Goddess need the Lunas? Why not the Betas?" Blake questioned curiously. He put a hand over the phone as the alpha on the other end began to yell out in protest.
"The Moon Goddess has a closer connection with the Lunas of the pack. According to the vision, the Moon Goddess will be able to create a mind-link that will connect any werewolf pack around the world. This will give us more strength and an easy way of communication." I looked over to Dylan and Sharon who had followed me to Blake's office. "We have a lot of calls to make."
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Saviour Mates
WerewolfThe scent of blood and silver filled my nostrils as I was dragged further and further along the dim hall. I was roughly tossed into a cell and I winced as the silver bars burned my arm. I heard the door lock shut as I closed my eyes and begged the m...
