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Panting, I fell onto a bed of crispy leaves and pine needles and let my wolf retreat. There were always those few minutes of the in-between. When I wasn’t fully wolf anymore, but I wasn’t totally a man, either.
Honestly, I kind of f ucking loved it.
In the in-between, I didn’t feel like I had to be anything other than me. No matter how much I loved being Xander’s Beta, I was now also sworn to Mason. And I still wasn’t sure how all of that was going to play out.
For right now, I didn’t have to worry about any of it. Only the stretching of my muscles and the soft whine of my wolf as he settled down to sleep. I joined him, allowing myself to relax into a doze I hadn’t been sleeping well ever since the night. well, the night whatever had happened, happened.
close enough to see the house, but still in the shelter of the trees. He had his hands on his hips, fingers splayed and pointing at his c rotch. So fully Alpha I had to shake my head with a laugh.
“You let me beat you,” he challenged, “You know you’re faster than I am.”
I got up with a stretch and met him as he crossed to me. “It’s not always about winning, dude. Sometimes, it’s just about.
running. Having a good time.”
He slung an arm around my shoulders and bumped his hip to mine. “You hear anything from my brother? I poked him, but he shut me right the f uck down.”
“No. I can reach out to him again, but I’m pretty sure he’s shielding from us.” I sent out a few thoughts toward Mason, nothing too strong. He wouldn’t like it if he thought we didn’t believe he could handle himself, and there was no point in pi ssing him off when he was already in an emotional upheaval about having to talk to Asher.
I spotted Xander studying me. “What?”
“You,” he said with a shrug. “You’re a good Beta. You’re giving him space but checking in on him. He might not appreciate that yet, but he will.”
“I hope so.”
Together, we headed for the house. I paused at an old pump out by the shed to draw some cold, clear water from the spring. I drank my fill and let it flood over me to wash away at least some of the sweat from running. When I stood up, Xander’s eyes were blazing I knew what that look meant. I grinned, returning it. Slowly, I ran my hands through my wet hair.
“Time for a cut soon,” I said.
“No.” He shook his head. “I like it long.”
“Your wish is my command, Alpha.”
Xander rolled his eyes, but I could tell he liked it, too. We were on the porch when a surge of Alpha anger poked at my ribs hard enough to make me cough. It wasn’t him, obviously, but he sensed it, too. His head went up, nostrils flaring.
“It’s Mason.”
Mason–
I did my best to keep my voice level, but it still came out hard as iron, cold as ice.
“Be very, very f ucking careful if you intend to keep going in that direction,” I told him. “I do not want to drag you out of here and throw down in the street, but I will.”
Asher rocked his chair back. I knew he could tell I was dead serious. A begrudging look of respect crossed his face, and finally, he gave a small, firm nod.
“Okay, so you really did manage to find your way to brotherly bliss. And get yourself a brand-new Beta, too. Forgive me if I’m not quite as overjoyed as you are about it.” He dug back into the platter of wings.
“I never wante wanted to choose someone over you, Asher. But when Malachi killed Orion, he passed his Alpha powers along to me, meaning that Xander and I both hold them.”
Asher gave his head a stubborn shake. “That’s not how it works.”
“Apparently, it does. Orion gave Xander, his acknowledged son, the role of Alpha, along with his powers, when he decided it was time. But according to Gabriela…Xander’s mother,” I reminded Asher quickly, “every Alpha holds on to some residual power, even if they choose to step down and hand over the pack to a successor. They keep it until they die, when it gets passed along to the next Alpha in line. He’d chosen Xander, but it turned out that I’m the firstborn.”.
“So….you are the true Alpha!” Asher cried in triumph, smacking a fist against the table. “You could just take him down!”
“Yeah, sure, if he hadn’t already granted the title and his powers to Xander. Me getting them didn’t strip them away from someone who already had them. Besides, man…I don’t want to.”
Asher stared at me for a long, silent moment. “I just don’t understand what happened. For so many years, all you talked about was getting revenge on your deadbeat dad. You hated your brother. And now you share a mate with him. Which is f ucked up, by the way”
“Yes, it’s f ucked up.” I nodded. “Is it something we can change? No. So we decided it was better to find a way to work together.
And all those years of me hating my brother for something our father did? I had to let it go. It was like a poison inside me. I hope you can let it go, too.”
Asher sucked hot sauce off his fingers while looking me right in the eyes. “I don’t know if I can. How does any of this even work? Because it all still sounds like b ullsh it to me.”
“I wish I could tell you,” I answered honestly, hoping he’d be able to sense my genuine sincerity, even if he wasn’t close enough to be my Beta anymore. “We really just don’t know. We’re trying to find out, but in the meantime-
When Asher attacked me verbally, my wolf had reacted. I must’ve sent out some Alpha surge, because I felt Zane in my head.
Carefully, I made sure to put up my shields. I knew he was just doing what a good Beta but Lalan didak jum tad de pah that in Ankara faanA
“F uck, you’re linking with them right now, aren’t you?” Asher demanded, jabbing a finger at me.” Lanie, but the other two also?”
“Not just “Yes. The four of us mind link. All together, and one-on-one. I think it’s because of the joint powers between me and Xander.”
“And that’s why Zane is your Beta, too, huh?”
Asher hung his head again, both his hands flat on the table. When he looked up, I hated the expression twisted across his face.
“We’ve been through some serious s hit, dude, but I never in a million moons thought we’d ever be sitting across from each other talking about how you picked another Beta over me. F uck. I can handle Lanie not choosing me. If I were her, I’d do the same.
But you…”
I reached across the table to tighten my fingers around his wrist for a few seconds before he pulled away “None of this means we can’t be friends. We can still work together.”
“You want me to what? Join you? Become part of Constantine pack?”
Was that what I wanted? Xander’d had a point about trusting Asher around Lanie. I didn’t think my best friend…former best friend, I guess, would ever try to get between me and my mate. On the other hand, he clearly never believed he wouldn’t become my Beta.
People had done worse things for better reasons.
“It’s something we could talk about,” I told him evenly. “You’d have to swear fealty, of course. But you’re a good man, Asher.
What do you say?”
Lanie–
I pulled up one site that listed a few facts about hybrids, but nothing I didn’t already know. That site led me to another one with a little more information. Mostly speculative rather than first-person experiences. A lot of it seemed wrong.
I was desperate to find out anything that I could use to prepare for raising Stella, but my next hit turned out not to be about hybrids, at least not directly. It was an old message board where someone had been asking if it was possible that a Luna could ever be stronger than her Alpha.
There hadn’t been much activity in the past few years, but what I first read chilled me and sent my heart racing. The person who’d made the initial post described, well…pretty much everything I’d been feeling lately.
Astrong connection to the Moon Goddess. Knowledge about things previously unknown. The ability to send emotions to her mates, or rather, an inability not to send them. There were more items on the list, and as I read them, I felt my palms start to sweat. The final entry took my breath away.
The ability to compel Alphas could do that, sure, but it wasn’t something Lunas were meant to be able to do. But I could, and had. Even now, when I thought back to the strange push of power that had flowed through me when I was using that ability, I could hardly believe it. I mean, sh it, I could hardly believe anything that had happened to me since that Mating Day, so why was this such a hard thing to swallow?
After all, I knew I was a hybrid.
The person who’d written this post, though, didn’t seem to have any idea that hybrids existed. She wa Luna from a pack someplace in the Midwest, a tiny one by the description. She’d been mated to her Alpha a her Beta practically from birth, arranged by agreement between both sets of parents. Her father had been her Alpha’s father’s Beta. It seemed a little tangled up to me, but who was I to judge? I had two brothers as my mates.
According to the post, this Luna, who used the screen name “DarkLuna,” had first discovered that she could access and control Luna powers immediately after her Mating Day.
That wasn’t the weird thing.
It was that after a few months, she’d started to notice that her Alpha was getting stronger, too…but only when she was around and, as the poster put it, “giving him a push.”
I sat back in my chair to study this. Xander had been strong when I met him, and he was even stronger now. But that hadn’t seemed unusual. It certainly wasn’t something I could directly attribute to anything I’d been doing for him.
My strengths were definitely growing, though.
I read through to the end of her post, and my heart went out to her. For poor DarkLuna, the stronger she treated bar. And all actually helped him!
Frowning, I scanned the first set of comments. There were the usual trolling sort, telling her she should never have let herself be stronger than her Alpha. “Let,” like she could help it? Like it was her fault the Moon Goddess had gifted her with more than what her Alpha had?
Xander would never resent me for my strengths, I told myself. But there was a small part of me that connected so much with DarkLuna and it made me worry.
mall, Other than the initial post, DarkLuna hadn’t responded to any of the comments. I read them all, even the ones that made me see red with anger. I needed to find out if the reason why she was stronger had anything to do with being a hybrid. And finally, in one of the final comments, left much later than the others, I got a glimmer of an answer.
It was from someone whose username was “Seek The Truth.” They had a short comment, only a few words, but reading them sent a shard of ice right to the base of my spine.
“You need to ask your parents about a fox in the henhouse,” the post read. “Because the only way a Lunat could ever be stronger than her Alpha is if she’s got mixed blood.”
There were a bunch of comments piling on that one, most of them nasty. It seemed even the idea of a hybrid to these people was so disgusting, they had to scream in ALL CAPS at strangers on the dark web about it A few comments pointed out that Alphas can be weak for a lot of reasons. And any Alpha that treats his Luna like s hit because she makes him insecure was also probably not too strong to begin with.
But most of the posters were slinging around derogatory terms for hybrids. Or they were saying hybrids were “only theoretical”
and “impossible” and “crimes against the Goddess” and, to me, worst of all, “monstrosities that should be put down at birth.”
Tears flooded my eyes as thoughts of my sweet Stella flooded my mind. My little girl was not a monstrosity. My sister wasn’t. My mother wasn’t. I was not Words on a screen were only words and couldn’t hurt me. I dashed away my tears and got back to work. I was onto something.
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