Not Just A Luna; I Am Alpha!

Chassy

“Chas!” Allie called. I looked at him and found him staring back at me before he looked at the backseat door that he opened up for me.

“Is there something wrong?” Sims asked worriedly. He was already at the driver’s side and was ready to get in.

“I don’t know; can we wait for a while?” I asked. They both look confused, and I understand them. I looked around and tried to look for someone I might know. Or my father. Will I be able to recognize him? He did with me, so I guess I would too.

“Are you looking for someone?” Sims asked. I looked at him, and then I saw his face harden as he looked behind me. When I turned around, I saw a man standing and looking at me as well. Allie covered me with his body immediately.

“I mean no harm,” the man said. ‘Chastity,’ he said, through our minds, and my eyes widened. Then I saw him smile at me. “Can we talk?” he asked.

“Do you know him?” Allie asked seriously. He has never been like this since I met him. He was always jolly, to the point that he appeared to be an idiot.

“He is my father,” I replied, and he looked at me. “I guess?” I added, which made his forehead crease. Then I felt Sims closer.

“You’re not sure?” he asked,

“He feels familiar, and he could–” he answered, but was stopped by the man.

‘Don’t tell him that I could talk to you like this,’ he said.

“He could, what?” It was Allie. Because he is impatient, he didn’t want unfinished sentences either.

“He wanted to talk,” I replied and looked at my friends.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Talk in the pack, not here.” Sims said, and then he looked at Allie, who was nodding right now. I know that they were talking through their links.

“Sit here.” Sims said as he opened the passenger seat door and pushed me gently to get inside while Allie motioned for my father to be in the backseat with him. They are protective. We drove back to the pack house and went straight to the Alpha’s office, where Daddy Jay and their fathers were.

“Oh, we have a visitor,” Daddy Jay said.

“We’re back, Dad,” I said, smiling at him. My new-found father was looking at me as curiosity reflected on his face.

“Yes, and he is?” he asked. Sims and Allie took their seats beside their fathers, while the three were waiting for me to answer Daddy Jay’s question.

“My father,” I answered, and they all looked at the man. I don’t see any fear, but I’m sure that he was curious why I called Daddy Jay, Dad.

“He took me in when I left Mom’s pack,” I said, and he nodded.

“Did she treat you that badly? Enough for you to leave?” He asked worriedly. I didn’t answer and just had my head down.

“Eherm,” Daddy Jay cleared his throat. “I am Alpha Jay, and yes, I am Chassy’s adoptive father,” he added. “Chas, do you want to talk to him alone?” he asked. I looked at him and shook my head. Maybe it is time that he knew something about me.

“I am about to become Luna of the Pack, and I want everyone to know a little more about me,” I answered. We were all seated, and my dad, my biological father, started to tell his tale.

“I am Dranreb, and I come from the Greer family,” he said, and Daddy Jay and the others’ eyes were wide open. “Judging by your reactions, I think you know what kind of family I have,” he added.

“I don’t think there’s anyone of our kind who didn’t,” Daddy Jay said.

“I don’t,” I said, raising my hand, and they all looked at me. I saw my father smile, and I felt so happy. Is this how every princess in their family feels whenever their fathers smile at them? Don’t get me wrong, I am very happy and content with Daddy Jay as well as Beta Simon and Gamma Rick. But there’s a difference.

“You don’t know that you’re a Greer?” Sims asked,

“Stupid! Of course, I know that I am Greer. What I didn’t know is what all of you know about being a Greer.” I answered, and Allie laughed at him.

“You’re mouth, Chas.” Daddy Jay warned.

“I’m sorry, Dad, Beta Simons,” I replied,

“Don’t worry, Sims is not only stupid; he is also an idiot,” our loving beta replied, and we all laughed as the one we were talking about was pouting.

“So, what’s with the Greer?” I asked. I am eager to know about myself.

“Our family is known in the werewolf world to be the bearer of a Lycan,” my biological father said, and I heard a gasp.

“Then Chas is?” Allie asked in shock, and my biological father nodded his head.

“Come on, don’t interrupt!” I exclaimed at the gamma’s son, who just rolled his eyes at me and said,

“I thought I was the one who was impatient.” This time, I rolled my eyes at him.

“Let Dranreb continue. I know that you want to know more about Chas since we all know that she’s not the type to tell something about herself.” Daddy Jay said, and they all agreed and kept quiet.

“As I was saying, we are known as the bearers of the Lycan. But I’m sure that you know as well that we are cursed. Until now, we couldn’t find anything to stop that curse, and we lost hope. Until I found my mate. Chastity’s mother.” Dad said, and judging by the way he looked, he was suffering. “She had no idea about me being one of the Greer clan and marked me,” he said, showing it to us. It was still there, so what does that mean? “She lost her wolf because of that; I knew that we were going to have a daughter.”

“Wait,” I said, but Daddy Jay held my hand to stop me, and so I did. Then Dad continued.

“Because of that, I felt guilty. I had been the cause of my mate losing her power. I am not sure whether we managed to conceive Chas at that time, but losing her wolf makes it certain. For our kind, I know how important it is to have our wolf counterpart. And being the cause of my mate’s loss, it dragged me into an abyss that caused me to leave her and our unborn child in her womb.”

I was stunned, and I didn’t know. Why am I only hearing this now? I am turning 19 next month, and I only have an idea about myself now.

“I’m sorry, my daughter, for abandoning you. I was so selfish. It just breaks my heart when I accidentally hear the pack members mocking your mother for losing her wolf because of me, and I cannot forget the look on her face. It pierced my heart, and I immediately decided to leave.” Dad said as he held my hands.

I looked at him and remembered something: “You said that we came from a Lycan bearer clan or whatever you call that. Then you are a Lycan, and so am I?” I asked, and he nodded. “Why don’t I have my wolf?” I asked, and he was shocked.

“It can’t be!” he exclaimed. Then I was supposed to have a wolf? Oh no, a Lycan beast?