“I’m just glad the transition is finally happening. That last battle our pack fought had way too many casualties. I could see passing title in your late forties, max. But sixties? That’s just asking for a hostile takeover by another pack. I can’t understand why he let his son go away to college for four years. Anything could have happened during that time. We need a young, strong alpha to keep the pack in good shape.”
After we finished eating, we all piled into my parents’ Tesla SUV to head to the temple service. Because we lived so far out in the forest, it was impractical to have any car except an SUV or truck. Our home was located on the outskirts of the territory, closer to the border, which was heavily patrolled by warrior werewolves. The main entrance, which connected our pack to the outside world, was gated to keep intruders and humans out. Not that humans ever really made it out this far into the deep Vermont woods. If a human did happen to stumble across our pack, it could easily be explained away as being a private, gated community or commune.
We drove into the downtown area of the pack, where the temple, schools, library, and some shops were located. I worked at the bakery café with Lucy and had picked up full-time hours during the summer in order to speed up the accumulation of funds for my future car.
When we arrived at temple, the pews were fuller than usual. My family took our normal seats, toward the front. Temple services were held twice a week—on Sunday evenings and Monday mornings. Most people only attended on Sundays. However, my family always also attended on Monday, the lunar sabbath. The alpha and beta families similarly attended both services as part of their obligations in leading the pack.
After we completed our regular chants and meditations, led by the temple priest, Alpha James took his place at the podium in front of the congregation with his mate, the luna of the pack. He looked good for a man in his midsixties—you could easily tell that he had been devastatingly handsome in his youth. Even at his age, he still had a thick head of black hair that had only partially grayed, and it was clear that he kept up with his training regimen. Even his face had barely sagged through the years with just moderate wrinkles lining his face, crow’s feet surrounding his most prominent feature: the most enchanting blue eyes. When he made eye contact, it was as if they were piercing through you, right into your soul.
The congregation was silent as he began to speak. “Good evening, my pack family, Midnight Maple Pack. Thank you to everyone for joining me tonight for another beautiful service put together by our talented priest, Bernard. As usual, his sermon was thought-provoking and profound.” He nodded at the priest who smiled back at him.
Alpha James continued, “Earlier this week, I asked Bernard if I could have a few minutes tonight to make an announcement to the pack. Looking around and seeing how many have joined us, I can see that word travels fast! I am sure you’re all just as anxious as I am to celebrate the good news that I will be revealing tonight. It is with great pride that my mate, Luna Sienna, and I announce that our son, Blake, recently graduated with his business degree from the werewolf-led Grey Wolf University in Siberia. With this update comes even better news that he will be returning later this week and will spend the remainder of the summer preparing to become your new leader.
“I invite everyone in the pack to witness the passing of the alpha title to Blake on the evening of the autumnal equinox.” He paused for effect as everyone clapped and cheered. Once everyone calmed down, he continued speaking. “While I am overjoyed to finally watch the son I raised and trained for this moment succeed me, it is also a bittersweet event for me. While unorthodox to reign for so long, it has afforded me the opportunity to get to know and become close to many pack families over the years. I had the privilege to witness many young pups turn into strong warriors who trained and battled alongside me during the past four decades. I feel the same pride that my late father, grandfather, and great-grandfather did as they led this pack and watched families thrive in this community.
“The alpha ceremony will be held in our outdoor stadium. Afterward, we plan to have a fair to celebrate, with a traditional pack run at midnight. We will be emailing additional information in the coming days. I look forward to all of you joining my son and me for this momentous event.”
After the alpha completed his speech, the entire congregation erupted into another round of applause. Alpha James then stepped down from the podium and went to go mingle with families after the service. Many people went over to pat him on the back and congratulate him on his upcoming retirement. My parents, of course, rushed over as they were always anxious to have good standing within the pack.
Afewdayslater,Lucy got a group of us together for a day trip outside the pack to Sand Bar State Park, a beach on the shore of Lake Champlain. Lucy’s older brothers, Jack and Kyle, helped us load beach chairs and coolers into their SUVs. Two of our friends from high school, Emma and Madison, arrived with large containers of food.
Upon witnessing the excitement in the driveway, Lucy’s younger brothers, Mark and Neil, had complained they were being left out, and her mom forced us to let them tag along too. Lucy’s father was a pack warrior, and his sons were all following in his footsteps. Jack and Kyle were already full-time warriors, and her younger brothers would be joining them as soon as they graduated from high school. As you can imagine, Lucy’s family portraits all looked like pages ripped straight out of a Swedish catalog—all tall, blond, and toned.
Once the cars were packed up, Emma, Madison, Lucy, and I, along with Lucy’s younger brothers, divided ourselves up among the two cars to drive down. We were soon outside the gates of the pack and on our way. The drive to the beach took about forty-five minutes since we lived a fair bit north. After we arrived, we brought everything out and set up our sitting area near a grill on the beach. Being werewolves, we had much bigger appetites than the average human, so having an abundance of food available was necessary. Jack and Kyle had packed a cooler full of meats to grill, Emma had made potato salad, Madison had made her famous baked beans, and Lucy and I had baked a huge batch of cookies and brownies the night before.
Lucy, Madison, Emma, and I unfolded a portable table and began setting it up to lay everything out while Jack and Kyle cleaned the grill and began the charcoal chimney starter. Mark and Neil wasted no time stripping down to their bathing suits and running into the water.
As Kyle started throwing meat on the grill, Emma kept distracting him, brushing up against him. After being all over each other for months beforehand, Kyle and Emma realized they were mates after Emma turned eighteen, which explained the strong attraction they had before confirming the mate bond. They were now planning to move into a house together after getting married later in the summer.
“Gross! Get a room!” Lucy shouted at the two of them, making a gagging face. Lucy had a difficult time hiding her bitterness about the situation presumably since things had turned out differently for her and Luke. After planning a big trip for her eighteenth birthday to visit Luke in Quebec, she was devastated to learn they weren’t fated to each other. And despite the blow, they continued seeing each other anyway, against everyone’s better advice.
Once the grill was going and we all sat down, a well-built man in a fitted black T-shirt and swim shorts approached the group. He was very imposing—I couldn’t help but notice him as he walked toward us from the parking lot—his swagger and air of confidence commanded my attention. The first thing I noticed was his size. He was easily taller than everyone in attendance, which was saying something considering Lucy’s whole family could be mistaken for a basketball team, and his brawny arms made it clear he was dedicated to the gym. Lucy, Emma, Madison, and I all gawked at his ripped body as he approached us. As he got closer, I noticed how striking he was with the beginnings of a five o’clock shadow covering his prominent jaw and thick, dark hair that fell casually over his sunglasses. To be honest, I didn’t even know men this hot actually existed outside of book covers for bodice rippers. He was so sexy that I suddenly understood what made women lose all inhibitions and forget about the Moon Goddess.
Jack got up from his beach chair and waved the hot guy over. He quickened his pace and strode directly over to our group. “Hey, man! You made it! Wasn’t sure if you would!” Jack patted the hot mystery man. After the two of them shook hands and patted each other on the back, they turned in our direction.
The four of us women sat there with our mouths hanging open. “Ladies, you might not remember this handsome fella, but this is Blake, our soon-to-be alpha,” Jack introduced him to us. I had almost forgotten that Jack had been close friends with the future alpha in high school. Jack never let Lucy or me hang around his friends when we were younger, and Blake had left when I was only fifteen. I barely remembered him. I definitely didn’t recall him being this ridiculously hot.
Blake pushed his sunglasses onto his head and came over to give a firm handshake to each one of us as we introduced ourselves.
“Damn, Blake, you’ve gotten hot!” Lucy exclaimed, taking his hand.
“You’re looking quite well yourself, Lucy,” he replied. Madison and Emma both pushed forward to meet him. Kyle put his arm around Emma, pulling her toward him after she shook hands with Blake.
He approached me and I instantly noticed that his eyes were a piercing shade of blue, the same as his father’s. I could barely get the words out as I told him my name. He stared deeply into my eyes as we shook hands, something I’d only ever witnessed confident older men do up until now. He repeated my name back to me.
“Jasmine, very nice to meet you,” he said, winking at me. His stare lingered for a moment. I felt like a silly little girl in his presence.
Lucy pulled out two very large water bottles and some plastic cups. “I made us all some juice.” She winked. She poured some of her cocktail for each person. “Be careful, it’s really strong!”
I was initially planning to just drink water, but being in such an imposing man’s presence brought out my self-consciousness. I couldn’t help but suddenly wish I were cooler and prettier than I was, all my insecurities coming forward. It didn’t help that Blake was not only ridiculously good-looking, but he was also essentially the prince of the pack. Once he became alpha, he’d be the equivalent of a king—the most powerful person in the pack and responsible for all the laws and consequences.
I did my best to position myself in my beach chair so my stomach rolls wouldn’t form from slouching forward. I sat up straight and flexed my abdominal muscles, putting all the hours at the gym to good use. I was thankful for the drink to calm my nerves, trying to hold it in a sophisticated way. Lucy wasn’t kidding—this drink was strong. I drank it faster than I had initially intended and began to feel a bit light-headed and floaty, my head moving more quickly than my eyesight as I glanced around.
As if reading my thoughts, Kyle exclaimed, “Damn, Luce, what did you put in this?”
“Just an old secret recipe I have. Like Mom says, nothing like alcohol to liven things up!” She laughed. She refilled all our drinks and then we began making our plates of food as the meat was finished being grilled. Blake handed me a plate, nodding at me. Goddess, he was so hot. I took less than usual, not wanting to overeat and become bloated. After we finished eating, Lucy refilled all our drinks again. Blake and Jack sat down in the chairs next to mine, deep in conversation. I could sense his presence next to me as I tried to focus my attention on the conversation I was having with Madison, who was seated on the other side of me. I normally controlled myself more than this, but my nerves had caused me to drink a lot more than I was intending. While werewolves did have a much higher alcohol tolerance than humans, it was quickly becoming clear that I was overdoing it. It didn’t help that Lucy consistently filled my cup to the top, always eager to get me drunk.
After we cleaned up a bit, everyone stripped down to their bathing suits and Lucy led us into the water. As I got up to follow, pulling my shorts off, the world seemed to spin around me, and I lost my balance. I was about to fall over when Blake caught me, wrapping his arm against my back to steady me. I stared up at him, my eyes wide, speechless at the situation and in disbelief that the future alpha was holding me.