Not Just A Luna; I Am Alpha!

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Jack and Chassy, along with a few warriors of the Red Moon Pack, started to prepare to leave. They will be going to Silas’s mansion to get some guns they will bring in to check the ammunition center of the vampires. “Luna,” Jack said. She looked at him as she put on her jacket while walking their way out of the pack house. “I’m sure that Silas will get mad at me once he sees you.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll explain to him,” she replied, smiling. Chassy understands Jack’s worry. But she also knew that she could handle her mate. “He won’t be able to do anything to you since we have our mission. Just let him get mad at you for now,” she added.

“But Luna!”

“Enough, Jack. It’s not as though he is going to kill you.”

“He will if something happens to you.”

“Then relax, because nothing’s going to happen to me,” she said, tapping his shoulder before he went her way to the car that was waiting for them. She didn’t wait for anyone to open the door for her. She didn’t like it, nor did Xander.

On their way, Jack was still feeling anxious. He knew that Silas wouldn’t hurt him in any way, but he made a promise to him that he would not let Chassy come to him in case she decided to join them. The poor Gamma sighed heavily, thinking about the reason he would provide when Silas asked him. He looked at Chassy, who was sitting at the back with a stoic face.

“Stop it already, Jack,” Chassy warned him when he didn’t stop sighing. He wanted her to know that he was really worried. “You’ll see and say thanks to me later,” she added, and she started thinking.

‘C, you can’t blame him. Our mate might have told him not to let you come to him.’ Thea said.

‘For a very long time, you have not spoken to me.’ she replied.

‘You know what happened to Xander. I need to strengthen myself if I want to be with you in war.’

‘What about the war?’

‘I had a feeling that something was going to happen. I don’t know, but I already feel sad.’

‘Do you think that at the end of this war, something is going to change?’ Chassy asked worriedly. Thea didn’t answer because she didn’t want to worry Chassy, especially when they were on a mission. ‘Why are you not answering?’

‘It’s a war, C. You don’t expect a happy ending with war. Even if we win, it will be at the cost of our lives. Pack members, everyone who will join the war has their lives at stake.’

‘Even if they don’t, they still do. The vampires are after our extinction, and we can’t allow that to happen. If there was someone who needed to leave this earth, it was them. Those who only want power and don’t care about the weak are the ones who need to go extinct.’

‘Of course, we can’t let them succeed. I was just saying that there’s no win-win situation for both sides. We will lose someone dear to us one way or another.’

‘Why are you saying that?’ Chassy asked worriedly.

‘I just want you to be ready. After I regained my strength because of what had happened to Xander, some thoughts came to me. I can’t tell you, but I want you to be strong.’

‘You just made me worried, you know.’

‘At least I gave you the heads up.’ Thea replied, ‘Save the worry for later; let’s focus on what we are going to do now.’

‘Now you’re talking,’ Chassy agreed.

After a long drive, Chassya and the others arrived at Silas’s mansion. “What did I say, Jack?” the vampire asked as soon as he saw his mate.

“Don’t blame him; you know he has no authority over me,” Chassy said.

“You are not needed here; we can take care of ourselves.” Silas insisted. He doesn’t like the idea of his mate being with them, even if he knows that she’s going to be a big help to them.

“Says who?” Chassy asked, challenging him. “I am also an alpha, and I know that your team will need me. Don’t try to protect me by letting me stay in the pack’s territory. No matter how much you try, if I am destined to die, I will die regardless of where I am.”

Silas sighed deeply. He knew that she’s stubborn and had foreseen this. “Just don’t let yourself get hurt.”

“That goes without saying.” Chassy replied triumphantly. Then they head on to the armory. Silas was walking with her, but happiness was etched on his face. Having Chassy by his side and thinking about fighting side by side with her made her feel a sense of accomplishment. He knew that opportunities like this are hard to come by, especially when his mate has two packs to look after.

The gleam of weapons that offered both defense and retribution surrounded Chastity as she stood in the center of Silas’ vast armory. The air was thick with a heady mix of anticipation and determination as she glanced around at the assembled team, a unique alliance forged in the crucible of necessity.

Silas moved purposefully while overseeing the preparations, the dim light highlighting his regal bearing. His crimson eyes flickered with a mix of resolve and concern, a reflection of the weight that their impending assault carried. In the face of this common enemy, old animosities had been set aside, and the wolves and vampires found themselves united by a shared purpose.

The room echoed with the clinking of armor and the muted whispers of strategies being exchanged. Chassy, adorned in her silver and black Lycan armor, felt the cool weight of her weapon in her hands-a symbol of the impending clash that awaited them. Silas donned his formidable vampire armor, and radiated an aura of authority as he addressed the group.

“Seb,” Silas said, turning his attention to his seasoned guard. “Ensure the perimeter is secure. We don’t want any surprises.”

Seb, his features a mask of determination, nodded in acknowledgment and swiftly moved to carry out her assigned task. Chassy could sense the camaraderie within the group, an unspoken understanding that transcended their inherent differences.

As the group geared up, Chassy exchanged a glance with Silas, their eyes meeting in silent agreement. The alliance they had forged was tested in the crucible of their shared enemy. The information extracted through painful interrogation pointed them toward the vampire armory, a stronghold where the adversaries stored their arsenal of weaponry and resources.

The moonlit night outside the armory provided a fitting backdrop to their preparations. Silas, flanked by warriors from both packs, spoke with authority, “This is the moment we’ve been preparing for. Our enemy thinks we are divided, but tonight we prove them wrong. Together, we face the darkness that seeks to engulf us.”

Chassy’s gaze shifted to the entrance, the tension mounting with every passing moment. The scent of anticipation hung in the air, a potent mix of lycan and vampire determination. In unity, they stepped forward, guided by the shared goal of dismantling the vampire armory-their actions echoing the war cry of a makeshift alliance determined to confront their common adversary head-on.

In a silent procession with a shared goal, the convoy of vehicles wound its way through the moonlit forest. In the lead vehicle, Silas and Chassy rode side by side, a symbolic representation of the unity that had emerged between their packs. The tension in the air was palpable-a steady hum of anticipation that matched the low growls of the engines.

Chassy’s eyes swept over the faces of the warriors in the convoy, both wolves and vampires, each one bearing the weight of their respective histories. Jack, riding in the vehicle behind, maintained a stoic demeanor, his eyes reflecting a mix of determination and apprehension. The responsibility of taking care of Luna in Xander’s absence rested heavily on his shoulders.

Silas, sensing the gravity of the moment, spoke, his voice cutting through the quiet night air. “This alliance may be unconventional, but it is forged out of necessity. Tonight, we strike at the heart of their power. Together, we are a force to be reckoned with.”

As the convoy approached the outskirts of the vampire armory, the forest seemed to close in around them, shrouding their movements in shadows. The tension heightened with every passing mile, with each member of the alliance keenly aware of the risks and stakes involved.

Seb’s voice crackled over the radio, breaking the silence. “Approaching the target zone. Keep your senses sharp.”

The convoy slowed to a halt, strategically positioning themselves for the impending assault. Silas and Chassy exchanged a final glance, a silent acknowledgment of the challenges that lay ahead. The moment had arrived, and the alliance stood on the precipice of a confrontation that could reshape the dynamics between wolves and vampires.

The moon cast an ethereal glow over the clearing, bathing the assembled warriors in its silvery light. Silas stepped forward, his gaze steady as he addressed the group, “We move as one. For the fallen, for our packs, and for a future where unity triumphs over ancient grudges.”

With that, the alliance advanced, a silent force converging on the vampire armory. The crunch of leaves beneath their feet echoed the determination in their hearts as they plunged into the shadows, ready to confront the looming threat that awaited them within the heart of the enemy’s stronghold.