The Alpha Luther's Lost Mate

"Aaron, just make sure that the pack does not fall apart while I'm gone," the man who was obviously the Alpha of this pack said to the Beta, whose name was Aaron.

Before returning his attention to the Beta with a more solemn expression, he began by straightening out his clothes and making himself presentable. Aaron was smiling at him in response.

"Lui I wouldn't worry about it at all!" Aaron responded by placing a comforting hand on the Alpha's shoulders and saying, "I'll make sure the house is well taken care of while you're gone. I was also wondering if it would be okay if I turned it into some sort of party house."

Lui or Luther, depending on who you ask, gave Aaron a snide remark, fully aware that Aaron was leaving the pack in the very capable hands of others. Aaron's favorite thing to do was to make a fool of himself, but when it came to the responsibilities of his pack, there was no one better if he was not present.

"Great. Luther jokingly advised Aaron to "make sure to use protection" while Aaron raised his eyebrows in a menacing manner.

He took another look around before returning his attention to Aaron as though he were unable to go without first saying his goodbyes. Because he has always been such a serious follower of the rules, he has earned the position of Alpha and is the member of the pack who is respected the most.

"Make sure that any lawbreakers who make it inside our borders are dealt with in the appropriate manner. Do not maul them, do not shred them, and do not hurt them in any way unless they attack you first. When you find vagrants who have been injured, make sure that a doctor is called so that they can receive treatment for their wounds. I'll have a conversation with them as soon as I arrive." Luther said in a serious tone. Aaron, who had not stopped smiling, shook his head.

"Yeah, yeah. You got me, boss. No mutilation, killing, butchering, or hamstringing of any kind is allowed in any circumstance. Unless we are forced into it by some outside force, it's funny how you go about enforcing the no-killing rule, but at the same time, you're more than willing to lock them up in a dungeon if they enter our territory.

Luther rolled his eyes at the quip that said, "Because they could possibly know something that's important for us to find out." We never fail to hand them back to the owner unharmed, well-fed, and spotless, right?

Luther continued to look at himself in the mirror as Aaron laughed at this now. His hair was slicked back, and his bright green eyes traced every detail in the mirror as he straightened out his suit, which was the color of ebony black.

"All right, do you recall what I told you, Ollie?" Luther inquired once more before straightening up his stance and making preparations to depart. As Luther walked past him, Aaron gave a mocking salute and nod of acknowledgment.

"Watch out for yourself, Lui. When you get back to Moon Valley, the pack will still be here waiting for you.

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A young woman had strayed into the territory of the Blue Moon Pack, which was located on the opposite side of the valley. She had been running for so long that she was completely spent, and she passed out as soon as she saw a downed tree that she could hide behind. Samantha transitioned into her wolf form as she laid down in a sleeping position and positioned herself in a prone position. This was due to the fact that she had the impression that she had passed through a barrier that had been set up by a pack. As a result, she shifted into her wolf form in order to be ready for any attack or ambush that might come her way.

Samantha spent a number of hours in that position, dozing off despite her best efforts to get some shut-eye. Suddenly, the fur on the back of her neck stood on end, and Ariel's voice could be heard inside her head saying, "Get up! There are werewolves in the neighborhood!

As soon as Samantha opened her eyes, she crouched down and began to move stealthily around the room. Her mind was still foggy from having just fallen asleep. Ariel immediately assumed command as soon as she heard the sound of thudding steps coming from behind her. Ariel took off running in the opposite direction of the werewolves that had sneaked up on them.

She only needed to cast a single glance behind her to see that she was being pursued by at least five werewolves, all of which were racing in the direction of the others. While one of the werewolves attempted to bite her legs, she let out a piercing howl that ripped through the air. Ariel was able to get away again, but this time they were too close for her to get far enough away.

As she began to slow down, the cumulative exhaustion and wounds began to take their toll on her. At that moment, the five werewolves had closed the distance between them, and one of them was able to pounce on her and bring her to the ground.

They immediately surrounded Samantha and went for her legs, which is where the connection was made. Samantha screamed in agony as she kicked her attackers away and attempted to clear a path for them to flee. Blood began to spurt out.

They tore through the ground, launching themselves blindly further into the forest, and hit one of their attackers square in the body as they did so. There was a lull in the battle, and Samantha and Ariel used that as an opening for their escape; they tore through the ground.

She ran deeper into the forest while continuing to feel the hostile air turning against them, but they did not pay any attention to her because survival was their top priority.

She finally arrived at the clearing, but because she was running so quickly, she was oblivious to the fact that it led to a small drop. They came down on a ground covered in leaves, and as a result of the shock of it all, as well as her own weakness, Samantha was forced out of her wolf form. She reverted to her human form after the transformation. As she lay there, laboriously breathing, she was suddenly confronted by three wolves coming from the opposite direction.

As they communicated with Samantha through a mind link, they howled in unison, creating a beautiful melody.

"Why have you broken the rules and entered Moon Valley's property without permission? Are you a rogue? Which subgroup do you belong to? Answer." It was a solemn voice, but there was a trace of annoyance and anger in it, which caused their fur to stand on end.

"I am from, or I was from, the Mountain Peak Pack," Samantha said in a feeble voice, "I barely escaped with my life, and then just a few minutes back, I was being attacked by rogues." There were exactly five of them."

Samantha was under the impression that the wolf in the middle of the pack was the Alpha, but it growled, "I see." Very well. Follow along with me. I'll take you somewhere safer." He faced the two wolves that were there with him. "I want you both to conduct a perimeter check. Ensure that those dishonest people are dealt with in a suitable manner.

Samantha gladly accepted the generous offer of the wolf in the middle position to carry her after he knelt down and made the gesture. They were off and running again in a matter of seconds, and it was nearly five minutes later when she saw the silhouette of a large mansion that was gradually growing larger as they got closer to it while they were running at full speed.

As Samantha was being set down by the wolf, a handsome man with dark hair walked out of the front door of the house and stood on the patio with a smile on his face. Because Samantha observed that this individual exuded an air of authority, she reasoned that he must be their pack's Alpha.

The man greeted his audience warmly and introduced himself as Aaron, starting with his name." I am the Alpha of this pack." He gave Samantha a quick look over with his eyes before shaking his head and saying, "Well, let's exchange pleasantries later." First things first, you need to get checked out for any injuries." Samantha was presented with a jacket from behind him, and he instructed her to "Use this. It's quite cold, and you're....eh...quite...naked. Did some of your clothing come off during the transformation?

They meandered through the mansion, which appeared to be even more expansive on the inside. As they did so, they traversed a number of different pathways, each of which led to a different location. Samantha was reminded of Menard due to Aaron's upbeat demeanor throughout the entirety of their walk.

As they entered what appeared to be a medical facility, she became acutely aware that she was beginning to inhale a mixture of antiseptic and medicinal odors.

When Aaron walked in, everyone's attention immediately went to Samantha; they were staring at her and evaluating her as if she were a potential danger.

"She needs help. Stat." Aaron made the announcement while looking at two individuals, one of whom surprisingly resembled him, and saying, "Mom, dad." Could you assist my friend in this situation?

Samantha's injuries were immediately attended to by Aaron's mom and dad as soon as they were told.

She treated the wounds that were caused by the silver collar that was on her, and as she did so, she whispered, "What's your name?" Aaron's mom gave her a focused look as she checked Samantha's wounds, and she treated the wounds that were caused by the silver collar that was on her.

"Samantha," Samantha responded in a soft voice, and both of them looked at her now while she was still cleaning her wounds. Even though they were going through a roller coaster of feelings, they continued to do the work that needed to be done.

Samantha uttered an embarrassed "Sorry" before asking, "Did I upset you in any way?"

The mother gave a wry grin before shaking her head and saying, "Oh no, dear." As she spoke those words, a note of melancholy could be heard in her tone. "You see, we had a daughter named Serenity," she said. She passed away many years ago as a result of an independent assault, and you look exactly like she did," she said with tears in her eyes as she spoke these words.

"Ah, I see... may I inquire as to your names?" Samantha asked.

As the woman and her husband continued to clean her wounds and bandage her up, she introduced herself as Amelia and pointed to her husband, Jason, and said, "This is Jason."

"I'm sorry, Samantha. Samantha, is that your name too?" After a few hours, when Aaron stopped by to see how she was doing, Samantha nodded and said, "You have no choice but to follow me at this time. The directives of Alpha Sorry."

The sensation of dread returned as she recalled the way she had been treated in the previous pack.

"I have no choice but to take you down to the dungeon. You are free to remain in that location while we wait for the Alpha to show up. Samantha gave a contented nod, acknowledging that she had accepted her lot in life and was thankful that she had been healed up and saved, but she was also aware that she was an outsider.

However, much to her surprise, the dungeon she had anticipated was nothing at all like the one she had been in while she was with the Mountain Peak Pack. It was a world apart.

It was bigger, cozier, it had windows, and it even had a larger bed than the other room.

He made a gesture for the guard to open one of the dungeons. All of them were separated by cells, and another cell contained two rebels.

"All things considered, you're going to have to remain in this location until the Alpha returns. You will receive food and drink three times a day or more if it is determined that you have a greater requirement for it. Aaron remarked, almost as if he were making a pitch for some kind of product or service, "If there is anything else you require, feel free to ask the security guard."

Samantha gave Aaron a gentle tug on his shirt as he was walking away, and he turned around to look at her.

"May I make a request for some books to read, if that's all right?"

Aaron did nothing more than smile and nodded his head.