Emerald Luna

“What’s going on dad?”

“That pack is the guardian of a special emerald, legend has they have made it into a necklace over the years.”

“What’s so special about an emerald necklace?” I mean I like jewelry as much as the next lady but come on a necklace with powers?? Sounds like a kid’s story.

“This necklace was made by a goddess named, Agrotora who over the years has been nicknamed Tora, some people think it’s the goddess Artemis but I’m not sure, anyway she created it thousands of years ago for anyone worthy of this sacred place that no one knows where it is, just somewhere in that mountain near the pack. It holds not only the special Emerald which has been turned into a necklace over the years but a chance to talk to her if a descendant is in trouble.”

“Oh… that’s it… just a chance to talk to a goddess… no big deal,” I laugh at him at the idea of everything. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! It’s so farfetched that it’s laughable!

“If you think that’s crazy, you’re going to love this. There are tales of a special wolf that this the primary guardian of the mountain and treasure. People always supposed it was the alpha, but no one knows what this wolf looks like or even if it is an alpha or not.” Can’t believe dad is completely serious about this. I throw my hands up in the air in disbelief and walk away.

“Well, thanks for one last bedtime story dad, but I should pack up before alpha Alarick gets angry.” I pack up two large suitcases full of various clothes and shoes, my bathroom toiletries, pictures of my family and friends, and some of my favorite jewelry and makeup. Never know when the occasion might need it. I find my way back with help from the beta. Almost forgot he was waiting outside the house, at least he was a gentleman and carried one of my bags while I carried the other.

Alarick POV

“Sir, we’re about to be back on pack territory, she brought two suitcases, so she may need to go shopping if she wants to.”

“Thanks, Koa I’ll see you soon.” I cut off the link and make my way to the front of the packhouse to meet my new mate. I didn’t fully appreciate her when she was here last time, but damn she is beautiful. A deep chestnut brown and wavy hair, emerald green eyes, maybe 5ft6 I didn’t pay attention to her height when she was in my study, wearing a forest green V-neck shirt (just showing enough cleavage to tease me) and boot-cut jeans. Soon I see her and Koa back in the distance and my wolf, Gunner is going nuts.

“Mate is back! Mate is back!” He howls excitedly.

“Yes, thank you for stating the obvious.” I groan“I can see she’s back.”

“Mate is special.” Gunner whispers. He gets oddly quiet which is making me curious. “We must protect her.”

“I get she’s special, she’s ours.” I snap at him. Did he think I didn’t know that?!

“Not just that, she may not be just our Luna.”

“What do you mean, Gunner?” I ask, curious by his cryptic message.

“As I said our mate is special.” He says before disappearing into my subconscious and Esme puts her bag down gently on the ground before giving me a shy smile.

“Welcome home, Esme,” I say, giving her a warm smile.

“Thanks.” She blushes, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear out of nervousness. “I do not know how to be a luna. I grew up as an omega, and I recently came back from community college with an associate in more or less a secretary. I had hoped to be of help to my pack but I guess life had a different path for me.” She shrugs, but still giving me that shy smile.

“Let me help you bring your bags inside.” I say, reaching over for her bags.“Of course, I’d rather you join me in my room, but do you want a separate room for now until we get to know each other?”

“Maybe one that’s close to yours?” She mumbles, her cheeks are turning bright red at me as she blushes again.

“Of course,” I smirk. “In time we’ll get to know each other and I’ll be waiting for the day until you are ready to join me.” I show her around the log cabin-inspired packhouse, show her my room and the room joint to mine. Normally I save it for special guests, but nobody is more special than her, and I plan to make her mine.