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Chapter 20 - Diana
Two Weeks Later
Four wolves died during the attack on the pack two weeks ago, and several more were gravely injured, along with a few supernaturals from town. Those injured received top care, which Kaleem paid for, and at the end of the week, a memorial was kept in town for those who lost their lives.
The townspeople were convinced Kaleem saved everyone because if Colin had won, it would have meant the downfall of the entire town, and I agreed. The anti-supers wouldn’t have stopped at Silverdawn Pack.
They would have terrorized the town.
Dad was getting a lot of support, and talks and preparations were being made to develop the Bluemoon territory. Since Adronus, the twins, and everyone who’d partaken in Colin’s war were taken to jail, the pack was significantly less but better off.
As for Colin and his human associates, they were all dragged to prison by Killian. While Wolfcreek’s name was kept out of the media to protect the town, the story of an alpha siding with the anti-super’s organization was reported nationwide.
It was also reported that in exchange for safety, the anti-supers were bribing members of the supernatural community to give up each other, a new tactic they were using to further their agenda to eradicate magical creatures.
Now the supernatural community was on high alert, and hopefully, no one else would fall for their tricks. But the reality was there were others out there who were as corrupted as Colin and would join the enemy against their own.
But we’d see how those alliances worked out, just like Colin’s.
The entire town deserved their round of applause for stepping up and helping when called on. This wasn’t just a victory for Kaleem or the pack. The other supernaturals and humans, too, fought hard and bravely.
I chuckled while picking up my handbag, remembering Marian with a shotgun in hand.
“Enjoy your weekend, boss,” Valari said with a wave when I walked by one of the aisles on my way out.
“You too, Val, and I see your horns coming in,” I pointed out, and she reached up to touch them. “Looking good.”
“Thanks,” she blushed, and I winked and continued on my way out.
The snow was starting to melt bit by bit since it was still pretty cold; however, with the melting snow, I believed it was the start of a new beginning for the town. Wolfcreek was always a close-knitted community, but I felt those bonds were tightened with these recent events.
Everyone here was family, a pack, a coven, we all looked out for each other, and I was glad I was a part of it again.
I cruised through the town in one of Kaleem’s cars, my elbow resting on the door while the cool air caressed my face. This weekend I’d be initiated into the pack, and with a party, Dad would be officially welcomed as the alpha of the Bluemoon Pack.
I was excited but nervous because I’d never seen an initiation ceremony before. I knew it involved the pack gathering, me being marked with the Goddess’s symbol, and Kaleem would bite me and trigger my shift.
I’d then be tied to the pack.
But no matter my feelings of excitement or nerves, I was ready.
I was ready to be the pack’s Luna. I was prepared to take this step into my new life, so when I got home, parked, and headed into the packhouse, I stilled when I found that there was only one heartbeat.
Usually, there were several all throughout the house, and I could also smell food being cooked.
“Kaleem?” I called, but I didn’t get an answer.
On my way to the kitchen, I walked by the dining room and stopped.
The table was set and decorated, there were lit candles, and Kaleem was beside the table with two glasses of wine.
“Come here,” he said, and I laughed while entering the room.
“Welcome home,” he said and kissed my cheek before giving me one of the glasses. “We were meant to have this dinner date two weeks ago, but better late than never.”
“This is beautiful, Kaleem.”
“And when we’re finished eating, there is a bath set for you upstairs. I know you’ve been nervous about your initiation tomorrow, but you have nothing to worry about.” He moved my hair to the side to expose my neck. “I won’t bite too hard.”
