For The Love of An Alpha

Undiscovered Truths

Jhera sat in the large conference room, her coffee mug warming her finger tips as she cupped it in her hands. The chill of the day hit hard after training and snow was now coming quickly across the valley. The conference room had one large window, which was normally blocked by a large sliding white board. Today, the window revealed the beauty in the winter season and the snow called for Jhera to come out and play. She moved her gaze about the room, Sebastian and Asia sat to her right. They were in a whispered conversation about the current events. Eli and Ashleigh were explaining to Henri the current standings, something Jhera was meant to be listening to. Unfortunately, Jhera had other things weighing on her mind.

She felt a twinge of guilt, as they looming threat on the Mystic Mountains Packs was brought by her existence. Before her untimely death, Elder Ezara had shared the price that an opposing pack had paid for their allegiance to a Warlock. When the Warlock found out it was not their offer to give, he slaughtered the entire pack. There was once six great packs among the mountains, now only five remained. The Storm Moon pack members had been murdered in their sleep, and Jhera worried that the same fault would come to her members of the current alliances.

Her mug came to her lips as Eli said her name. Her eyes meeting his gaze, and realizing everyone was staring at her. She took the drink from her mug slowly, raising an eyebrow in question to everyone's gaze.

"Something you want to share with us?" Ashleigh asked, without reference to protocols, something Jhera was fond of the young woman.

"Running history through my head," her large mug coming back to the table with a clink. "I don't want it to repeat itself." Her lips were pursed in thought as she looked at everyones face. They had no idea what she was talking about.

"How so?" Eli questioned, his eyes the only one showing signs of understanding.

"The Storm Moon pack."

Looks around the room showed that many of them had no idea what she referred to, Eli and Henri knew. They glance they shared told her everything.

"It won't come to that." Henri spoke with assured confidence, in something he couldn't promise. He was good at that, giving a confident statement to ease tension and then working out the how later.

"How do you know? He did it before." Jhera pushed the issue, her brain had gone over the scenarios a million times in the four hours since Eli returned.

"We don't know it's the same one." Eli interjected.

"So then we don't know."

"Wait!" Sebastian rose from his chair, gathering everyone's attention, "Someone explain to me what you are talking about exactly."

"The Storm Moon pack existed about sixteen years ago, here in the valley. Their territory bridged the space between the Winter's Cross pass, Lunar Blood's ravine and our Forest."

"Right," Asia chimed in, "they packed up and left the area, leaving their land to the remaining packs. Our borders were shifted, that was after their attempt to overthrow Lunar Blood."

"Exactly," Sebastian agreed, "they were exiled by the allies."

"That's what they told you?" Jhera felt her pulsing quickening and Henri's attempts to calm her down via their preternatural bond helping only slightly.

"That's not entirely true." Eli chimed in slowly, trying his best to prevent chaos.

Ashleigh shifted slowly in her chair to regard the tall brunette, his dark eyes glancing toward the young woman briefly. Jhera noticed their exchange, but kept her focus on the discussion at hand.