Alpha's Blind Luna novel Chapter 92

“Hello, Vale.”

I had to bite back a growl. “What do you want, Dad?”

“Can I not call my pup? I haven’t spoken to you in years. Is that really the tone you want to take with me?”

Rolling my eyes, I stood up from the picnic and started to pace just behind the blanket. I felt Zeke’s eyes on me, watching me but he didn’t say anything.

“You could have called sooner to check up on me. Hell, I’ve talk to Týr more lately than you. Not that you would feel any sort of attachment for me.”

He sighed. “Vale, I’m not calling to argue.”

“I don’t know where she is. I’ve given up trying to find her.”

“I’m not asking where your mother is either. I don’t care. She will come to me when she realizes she needs me.”

I scoffed, shaking my head. “Then what do you want?”

There was a moment of silence and I stopped pacing, waiting for him to answer.

“Some of the Alphas are gathering for a meeting together. A lot actually, including Týr.”

“What do you mean? I haven’t heard…”

My father interrupted me. “I know. You’ve been playing the middle. Helping out everyone but in doing so, you’ve let your own race down. The Alphas don’t think they can rely on you.”

My mouth opened to argue, but I shut it. He was right. We’d done our best to still uphold the alliances we fought so hard to build. Trying to help put out fires of skirmishes between wolves, fey, vampires, witches, all of them. I’d stopped running around for the High Council, started working on my own, with my pack. It was a lot to deal with but I thought we were doing well considering. Looking at Zeke, seeing his eyes on me but catching a glimpse the deep exhaustion, I was starting to wonder if we were. Or if I was still asking too much of him.

“Look, Vale, I know you’re trying to follow in your mother’s footsteps. She was an exceptional person. Somehow she was able to forge bonds no matter where she went. Easily understanding the plight of others, while finding the right solution for the situation.” My father to a breath. “But you are not your mother.”

I growled. “I know I’m not but I’m…”

“Vale, please, just listen to me. Your mother was…is one of a kind. Auri had an ability that extended further that just politics. Her past and her disability helped in how she related and moved within the different races. Especially, after she became the Alpha King. But she also had me.”

My initial reaction was to snort but my father sighed on the other end.

“I won’t deny I wasn’t a good mate.”

“It’s a little late for apologies, don’t you think? Especially when you can’t actually feel apologetic.”

He growled on the other end. “I’m not apologizing, Vale. I’m acknowledging I wasn’t the best. That’s a fact. I get it. I’m sure your mother told you all me shortcomings.”

“That’s the thing, Dad. She didn’t! She refused to talk bad about you. Didn’t allow anyone else to talk bad about you either. She loved you. Mom loved you. I never heard a single thing bad about you out of her mouth. Sometimes she would tell us something and she would be sad or frustrated that it happened but she never talked bad of you.”

There was a quiet moment. “She was a better wolf than I ever deserved.”

“You got that right. You blew your chance with her.”

“You don’t know that. I intend to bring her back. Have her come back to our pack when she shows up. Reconnect her with her home. I’ve already talked to Týr about it, even with the other Alphas not approving. They don’t like her considering her actions lately but they are leaving her to us.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. This was going nowhere. “What do you want?”

“Look, despite my issues, I was there for your mother. I decided it was best to keep her title as Alpha King under wraps. So, I posed at the Alpha King. I did my duties to the High Council and I helped the werewolf packs with any and all issues that we had. While your mother handed pretty much all the other races and some packs as well.”

“Is there a point to this?”

He sighed. “You don’t have me. Your mate can’t pose as king for you and he doesn’t have the connections Auri does to the supernatural community. You aren’t your mother. You can’t do all the things she could with the power she had. I’m not insulting you. It’s just a fact that you don’t have her and that puts a strain on everything you do. You’re stretched too thin and you’ve lost sight of your own race and taking care of their needs.”

My father wasn’t wrong. We were stretched thin. Skirmishes popping up all over, trying to appease both sides. It had become a nightmare if negotiations with neither one budging on what they wanted. A lot of them, the fey of vampires or witches, called for the pack to remove any and all Nova 2.0 users in the leadership to step down. Which didn’t not go over well and was seen as a threat because the other races were scared of their power. Rarely was that the case. It wasn’t the power but the lack of feeling that the other races felt had threatened their alliances previously built between them.