Typical Alpha

Chapter Eight: Their Luna.

ABOVE : oliver

"So Oliver..." I begin "Is Beta?" I usually get the hang of things fast, I can adapt. But this is just confusing me a bit, new words, different abilities - Max might as well set up an education subject on this because I need to learn. 

"Right, and the Beta is what?" Max has been helping me contain my knowledge of this by basically making me answer his questions, If I get it correct he gives me a piece of red licorice. 

"The Beta is... second in command?..." It came out as more of a question, but most of my answers come out like that. 

"Correct," Max hands me the red treat and I chew it as he thinks of more questions.

"What is Ian?" 

"Ian is something? Does this mean Kevin is something?" I ask, because before when he said that Kevin isn't titled for anything but a pack member, or wolf warrior (Apparently he's a trainer for the younger pack members). 

"Yes Ian is something, and I told you - Kevin is a Wolf Warrior but he also follows blood of the Alpha," This is the bit where Max pulses his biceps arrogantly "So he does have the right and authority to boss people around, But he can't to Ian, Oliver or I."

"So... Ian is like... third in command?" It was really a wild guess, but the proud look Max gives me makes me pretend like I knew what I was talking about. 

"You're getting it!," He shoves licorice down my throat and I cough, "One more." 

He gives a dramatic pause like in American Idol waiting for the results, the only thing missing was the music for effect. 

"What are you?"

"I'm something?" I choke.

"Indeed you are." He nods.

Wow, Max. I'm honored. I'm actually something. I'm human, yet I have a title in a wolf pack. Is this like Cinderella becoming a princess? Probably not, but it sounds relatable. 

"I'm your mate!" I clap my hands. "Boo yah! Got it!" I cheer. It feels like that moment I used to get in math test when I finally get an answer that I've been stuck on. Max chuckles before setting a hand on my shoulder which makes me sit down from my hyper jumpy stance. 

"Well you are," He kisses my forehead sweetly, "But you're actually more then that." I let out a heave, I thought I was on to something there. 

"I don't know what I am," I shrug, a little upset that my answer was wrong. I had one of those smart ass moments, but now it's gone.

"You're the Luna." That's all he says, and I've heard him call me that before. When he was putting me to sleep, and I think Ian called me it once. 

"I am not a lunatic."

"No, a Luna. L-U-N-A." He spells out for me. 

"What the heck is a Luna?" I think I prefer being called Sia then Luna.

"It's like another word for the Alpha's Mate, but it's more strong. Being the Luna gives you the power I have." Oh how this sounds interesting.

"So I can boss you around?" I smirk at the thought. Who's the boss now?

"Well yeah- No. You can't" He stuttered on that one, I bet I could boss him around. I'm sick of doing what ever he wants anyway, He can't control me. 

"Can you get me a drink?" Let's test out my little theory. 

"I am not your slave, Anastasia" He gives me the stern fatherly look, He's holding up but I think I can brake him.