The Young Luna

Chapter 48

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The months were passing quickly for Seth and I. The work that came with running two packs was exhausting. We were doing alternative months between Black Bloods Pack and Equinox Pack, with Josh in charge of Equinox when we were away and the twins Devon and Ramone – who I'd met when I first came to Black Bloods – in charge of their Pack.

Seth had held a tournament and the strongest Wolves in the Black Bloods Pack fought until the strongest was named as the Commander of the Pack when we were away. However, the identical twins Devon and Ramone were both so equally matched that they couldn't beat each other. So, Seth had announced them both as equal Commanders, which they were happy with.

But despite the help, we were swamped with work. We were going back and forth between Packs, juggling work and personal life, trying not to argue when we were tired and annoying each other. We both were grouchy and overworked, which led to arguments and a lot of Seth sleeping in the spare room.

But after six months, as Seth was reaching his thirty first birthday, things were beginning to settle down. The work was calming down and things were going back to a somewhat normal and steady rate.

"It's not happening, Mabel" Seth grumbled, as I fried the fish over the stove.

"Yes, it damn well is" I shot back, turning around to my mate – hand on one hip and spatula in my other hand. Seth was leaning against the counter, his suit in place but his tie untied, picking at the rice I had just served us. I slapped his hand with the spatula.

"Ouch" he complained, withdrawing his hand rubbing it softly while pouting. "I'm hungry".

"I'm almost done cooking". I turned back to the fish and made sure it was cooked, before putting one on each of the plates. Seth grabbed both plates and took them to the dining table as I dumped the pan in the sink before following Seth to the table.

conversation. "I'm not going" he

a choice" I sighed, shaking my head at

birthday party and I can choose not to

grain of rice at him, "stop being a baby. I told you about it because I

When you said you didn't want one for your seventeenth I didn't throw

I was not a fan of my mother-in-law that actually speaking bad about her to her

yeah, I

we go for a few hours and then I'll do what I do when I don't want to have

go for a little while but I am not spending the entire evening there. We are leaving by nine and driving to the beach house". Seth sulked like a child as he ate his food, I tried hard not to smile at how childish he was

– the Alpha of

no matter what I said, she was throwing it. Seth had been as unhappy with the plans as I had been, especially since the week following

in front of the TV. We had moved out of the cabin and back into our original house, while having a similar house in Black Bloods. But, for me, nothing compared

came back downstairs. I lifted the blanket wordlessly, and Seth slipped in behind me as he

"put whatever

arms slipped around me, one of his hands settled on

warm and the smell of his shampoo surrounded me

my flat stomach affectionately. Two weeks previously I had found out that

breached by Seth, my answer was no, hell no. Although, more diplomatically said as not to hurt his feelings. I said that we should wait until I was eighteen and Seth, begrudgingly, agreed. But that plan had gone to shit when I fell pregnant – despite the fact I was on the pill. I guess Seth just had super sperm...or maybe he was just damn determined. Even though I didn't want

Seth rubbed my stomach, before grabbing my hand "and