Luna Raine

XLI. Female Version of Leon

Raine's POV:

"What do you mean you won't go?" Miguel looks like he's about to flip the large table.

I grab the plate just in case he does.

Right now, we're having a dinner slash meeting with Miguel and Harvey about the Pre-Alpha meeting which is held at Black Forest. It's the second-largest pack in America after Full Moon.

Leon wipes the edge of his lips with the white napkin before he puts it back on his lap. I admit, he has class for someone who turtles himself inside his room. "I'm not going," he said. He grabs the knife and fork then resumes his meal. It's been a while since I saw Leon that I nearly forgot I had a mate.

I almost forgot I'm not here under my own will.

They weren't kidding when they said Leon spends most days locked up in his bedroom.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I would hear footsteps. I assume it's Leon since no one else stays on the third floor. The third floor is exclusive to the Alpha, Beta, and Gamma. Miguel and Harvey found their mates and left the Pack House a while back. They're much older than Leon.

Once in a while, someone would come here to clean or deliver food, but that's it.

Miguel tugs his hair. If Miguel ever lost his hair, it's probably due to Leon and not his kids. "Why not?"

"I'm the Alpha and I choose to not attend." Leon sticks another piece of meat inside his mouth.

"It's the Pre-Alpha meeting!" Miguel screams. "Someone had to go and represent Crescent Moon! We aren't just any pack. We're the fifth strongest pack in America!"

"Then, you go and represent us."

Miguel left eye twitches and before I knew it. The table was flipped. Physically. Miguel exhales a sharp breath. "No." His voice sounded a mixture of strength and stress.

Leon didn't even flinch when his dish flew across the room. Instead, he wipes his mouth and stands up. Silently he places the knife and fork at the counter. "No?" I can feel it, the aura of an Alpha overpowering the Beta.

I sat there and stared at them with the plate on my lap. I want to pat myself on the back for predicting this may happen.

Miguel ground his molar and took a step forward. "I'm not attending the Pre-Alpha meeting as a substitute for you."

"Then, Crescent Moon won't attend at all. Check the no box. Problem solve."

"Problem solved?" Miguel's voice somehow grew louder. "How is that problem solved?!"

"Pre-Alpha meeting is a gathering of Alphas to measure their dicks. It's meaningless. There are no benefits. End of discussion." Leon heads out of the door, leaving the mess behind.

Harvey exhales sharp and his head drops. Meanwhile, Miguel pounds his head against the wall. After I finished my last piece, I set the plate on the ground, cleaned my mouth, and silently escaped the room.

"Luna Raine," Miguel calls for me.

There's only three of us in the room.

And Harvey is blocking the exit I was going to go through. The other exit is on Miguel side.

"Yes?" I responded hesitantly.

Miguel grabbed my arm. "You need to convince Leon to go."

"Wh-"

He drops to his knees.

I was too speechless to respond.

This is the first time a man - werewolf - got on his knees for me. I had a dream that one day a man would do this, but not like this. And I don't expect the man to look this desperate.