One Luna Three Alphas

Smoke rose in the distance adding to the chaos that was surrounding ten-year-old Addie. She sobbed, clinging to her older sister. Sounds of fighting and screaming echoed around the walls of the courtyard causing her to shake. Her mother, Luna Ana, bent down and looked Addie in the face.

“Listen to your sister. She’ll keep you safe.”

Addie nodded. Ana stood up and looked at her oldest daughter. She reached over and caressed her face. “Remember what I told you. Practice. And don’t tell anyone.” Beatrice nodded, starting to cry.

“None of that.” Her mom smiled sadly. “Don’t forget to prepare Addie.” Beatrice nodded again, not hiding her tears.

Her dad came out of the packhouse leading Helena, the cranky omega cook. He handed her a bunch of money and a bag. Using his alpha voice he ordered her “Take care of my girls. Keep them safe.”

Helena turned and offered him her neck, submitting. “Yes, Alpha.”

Alpha James turned to his daughters and kissed them each on the forehead. “Take the tunnels out as far as you can go. Then run. Don’t look back.”

Sounds of fighting had reached the other side of the walls. Warriors joined their Alpha and Luna in the yard, facing the gate. James turned to Helena. “Go!”. His alpha command echoed around the yard. Addie looked back and saw her parents shift, their large wolves foreboding and ferocious. Helena turned and started running back into the packhouse, heading for the basement. Beatrice grabbed Addie’s hand and followed.

Keeping up with Helena was hard but Beatrice knew where they were going. She led Addie to the farthest point of the basement and helped Helena move an old, dusty shelf stacked heavy with dusty jars and vases. One fell to the ground and shattered. The shelf shuttered but slid out from the wall with a groan. Helena led the way into the tunnels, shining a light ahead of her. It was prohibited to be in the tunnels. They were wet and caving in with age. A hundred years ago the Agate Rock Pack was the most influential pack in the area and Alphas from all over would use the tunnels to have clandestine meetings with the leaders of Agate Rock. After today, Agate Rock Pack would be no more than a page in the history books.

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Addie was hanging on to Beatrice, following her as best she could while tripping over roots. The sounds of the fighting had gradually lessened the farther away they managed to escape. All of a sudden Beatrice gasped and fell to her knees, holding her head and groaning.

“What’s wrong, Bea!” Addie skidded to a stop beside her sister and tried to raise her to her feet.

Bea gritted her teeth, tears streaming down her face. “Mom’s dead.” She choked back her sobs and continued to hold her head.

Addie shook her head. “How do you know?”

Bea took a deep, shaky breath and climbed to her feet. She glanced over at Helena who had stopped, murderous look on her face but still bound by the Alpha command. “I’ll tell you later.”