Fire And Ice

Chapter 11 - I control myself, no-one else

IVORY'S POV

I cried for a good forty minutes with Jamie holding me and soothing me. Jamie pulled me off the bed and put me on a chair in the bathroom.

"You're too pretty to cry. Don't show him or anyone that they're getting too you. One of the rules to being a Luna: Show strength, courage, and be calm no matter how you feel on the inside." Jamie told me as she started brushing my hair.

"How do you know this?" I whispered.

"Because it's the same thing I have to do. Oh, and to answer your question from earlier, a Beta is second in command. He has a ton of authority and respect but not as much as the Alpha or the Luna. Then there is a third in command. Again, has authority and respect but not as much as the Beta, the Beta female, the Alpha, or the Luna." She put down the brush and picked up a curling iron and started curling my hair.

"Makes sense. So, Mason is the Alpha, I'm the Luna. Jonathon is the Beta, you're the Beta female, right?"

"Right." She nodded.

"Who's the third in command and the female third in command?"

"Hunter is the third in command and there is no female third, he hasn't found his mate yet." She stopped curling my hair and walked over to pick up her phone.

"That has got to suck." I said as I watched Jamie.

"Big time. And the information people would take you for is all the secrets about the pack. Like location, numbers, patrol routes, names and other things like that. They would also take you because you're a Luna and the entire pack would do anything to get you back. Can't run a pack without a Luna." She picked a song on her phone and started curling my hair again.

"Who was the Luna before me?"

"Sara, the Alpha title is passed down to the oldest son unless someone challenges the Alpha. After that the title goes to whoever wins. When he is challenged, they fight to the death. The Alpha always wins since they genetically are stronger, faster and smarter than the others."

"What happens if an Alpha challenges another Alpha?"

"Then you don't know who's gonna win until the fight is over. It's gonna be a long rough one though. Alphas are tough." I wonder if Mason has ever been challenged. We spent the next hour and a half singing our hearts out and giving each other makeovers.

~ hour and a half later~

I was standing in front of a full body mirror leaning against my wall. Jamie had let me borrow her blue dress that tied behind my neck leaving my shoulders bear. The V-neck dropped dangerously low showing a fair share of cleavage. The left side of the dress stopped at mid-thigh then slanted down to mid-calf on the right side. The dress was tight so it showed off my curves really well. The back of the dress went all the way down to the middle of my back.

Jamie had curled my hair and then brushed it out causing it to have huge waves. My makeup was mainly different shades of brown causing my blue eyes to pop. To quote Jamie, I am, "drop dead gorgeous and Mason won't be able to resist me."

I want Mason to see me as someone who can help, not a slave. And I am going to show him, I control myself.

I had pulled Jamie's hair into a side messy bun. She was sporting a sexy red dress. The dress was a spaghetti strap and had a low V-neck as well. The back of the dress was laced up from her lower back to the middle of her shoulders. The bottom of the dress ended at mid-thigh with this beautiful black lace going across her waist. Her eyeshadow was the same as mine.

Jamie is wearing black one inch heels with a black lace bow on the toes. I am wearing white flats (so I don't end up tripping and embarrassing myself) with white lace covering the whole shoe.