Lexa
Lexa took her usual seat in the leather chair behind her desk, she was fully aware that many of the pack wolves called it her throne, and she'd even caught herself a few times calling it that. It was a huge leather chair, but the back was pretty high, but Lexa loved it. She had so many memories of Costia, her mother, sitting in this chair while she taught Lexa about the proper way to hold herself or push her alpha aura around the room to assert her dominance. Every time the alpha sat here, she couldn't hell but think of her mother, and how for most of her life she'd had no ides that Costia was her mother.
As Clarke closed the door sharply, followed by the distant wail of waking pups, Lexa drew her attention to the matter at hand. Clarke wanted to go back to school, she wanted to be in Polis, for most of the week, unprotected, to do an Art degree.
"it wasn't really a discussion we were having Lex. It was more you saying no. Repeatedly," Clarke grumbled as she took her usual seat at the window. Lexa inhaled slowly,
"I just don't think it's a good idea Clarke. We don't know were Nia is or Emmerson, Bellamy had yet to return with any news. And the Azgeda pack are all mutts now. Who knows if they are still following Nia's orders to capture you," Lexa spoke calmly, ignoring her feelings. She didn't want Clarke to go. Not just because she'd be unprotected, but because she'd be gone for most of the time and Lexa wasn't sure she could deal with that now. The three years Clarke took as banishment had been hard enough, but now they'd been mated for whole year, Alpha's together for whole year. Lexa was too comfortable with Clarke always being around her.
"You might not, because your career is already set. You published another book this year Lex, what have I done? Couple of sketch books, help plan some houses and failed to produce any pups!" Clarke grumbled, staring out of the window rather then looking at Lexa. The last comment stung hard for Lexa. Every heat they tried and tried, yet nothing. Lexa hasn't realized how much she wanted an hire until now, "I don't want to live off your money Lexa, I want to get my degree and earn my own keep. Else what's the point in me being an Alpha with you? I'm just as good as any of the other wolves. Besides no one has seen hide nor hair of Nia or Emmerson in the last year! We still have daily patrols and hunts for them!" Clarke sighed, finally rounding her cerulean blue eyes on the Alpha. Lexa worried at her bottom lip. She could let her go, bow to her wishes, like her heart was pulling her to do. But she wanted Clarke safe.
"What if they are just waiting for something like this Clarke? For you to be alone and vulnerable?" Lexa instantly regretted speaking the moment she did. Clarke wasn't going to rake to kindly to being called vulnerable. The blonde rose to her feet, scowling hard as she approached Lexa. The alpha was thankful there was a desk between then right now, "Alright, compromise," Lexa said firmly, perking Clarke's interest,
"go on," the omega prompted, leaning forward eagerly, hands braced on the desk top.
"You take someone with you. Get an apartment in the city, not student lodging. Then you'll have a –"
"bodyguard? Seriously?"
"Do you want to go Clarke?" Lexa quipped back, cocking an eye brow. The omega sighed and nodded, "Alright then. Gustus will go with you,"
"Nope,"
"Indra?"
"Not in a million years. How about Harper?" Clarke suggest hopefully. Lexa shot her head,
"Nope. Reckless and irresponsible," the alpha looked up, meeting her mates eyes. They both knew Octavia would be a prime choice for this. She and Clarke had been friends for a long time and Lexa now knew about their shared history. But with the pups so young it wasn't s brilliant idea. For moment they didn't speak, both pondering their options.
"Titus?" Lexa muttered, her tone less hopefully now. Clarke wouldn't agree to that, the alpha male was very leery to the omega, regardless of whether it was her heat or not,
"Raven. Raven is the best option," Clarke said in a triumphant tone. Lexa studied her mate for a moment. If Raven agreed to it then Anya would no doubt go along. Anya proud provide both women with safety and food constantly. So by agreeing to Raven, Anya went with the package.
"Done,"
"Great, we leave Monday then!" Clarke clapped her hand together with a wicked grin. That's when Lexa knew the omega had been planning this for some time, it was only Friday after all. With a heavy sigh, Lexa tried not to glare at her mate,
"You knew I'd give in," Clarke shrugged slightly, heading to the door,
"Well if you didn't, I would still be going," the omega replied smugly as she slipped from the room.
Bellamy
"Your Alpha's have been expecting your call for a week now Bellamy, don't you think it's time?" Luna asked softly from her perch on the patio. The sun was setting over the boat house, making the lake before her shine in all sort of shade of orange. Besides her Bellamy shoulders stiffened, his face creased on a frown.
"I have nothing to return with," he said with a low grunt, eyes cast out across the water,
"The Floukru will join the Kongedakru in a merge, along with The Sankru and Delphi. Bellamy you return with the alliance of three wolf packs," Luna reasoned, nudging the dark haired beta with her shoulder. He grumbled to himself, a sigh rising from his chest, "But you wanted to take back Nia. Prove your worth," Luna muttered, drawing the beta males eyes to her. Bellamy regarded Luna with a soft smile, she was an older woman, around Indra's age, with laughter lines that creased her face. Her hair was a deep russet colour, streaked with grey, Bellamy had no ides how old she was, since werewolves tended to live unnaturally long lives, but her eyes, a deep green, looked young and full of life still. He'd grown fond of Luna during the last year's he'd spent with the Floukru, she'd taught him about honor and protecting the pack. And a lot about keeping secrets.
"Seems I'm only worthy of carrying news," Bellamy sighed, turning his eyes away from her, "I'll set off in the morning, when will you be joining?" he asked as he stood in one fluid motion, casting one look over the lake. The Floukru where situated on a large body of water, the Green lake, that led down into a river to join the ocean. Their homes were dotted around the lakes edge, perfect for the Packs income, fish. Which had puzzled Bellamy when he'd first arrived, werewolves hunting for fish. But he'd soon realized that if the large group of people living on the lake provided a hell of a lot of fish for the nearby towns then they were generally left alone. The Floukru were good, kind people. Not experienced in fighting off hunters or the Azgeda, they never had an trouble is their little community. Bellamy liked it here, the peace, the tranquility from the lake, even Luna's company. He didn't want to go back to busy pack life, he didn't want to be a burden on the Kongedakru.
But the beta wolf knew he must, he'd done his job and over stayed his welcome with the other Pack, he must return to strength the wolf community. There had been rumors of humans gathering towards the Delphi lands, hunters, scientists, building a new Mountain Foundation styled corporation. Bellamy had to report that back, before the humans headed to Kongedakru lands. The Floukru and Sankru were lucky enough that no attention had been draw to them yet, but the Kongedakru, all hunters knee of them,
"I travel with you Bellamy. Along with Blu from the Delphi and Balthazar from the Sankru. We will all arrive to pledge loyalty to Lexa and Clarke together," Luna said with a smile, reaching forward to grasp Bellamy's arm tightly. Bellamy sighed and nodded,
"We leave for Kongedakru as soon as they arrive then."
Roan
Roan paced in a fanatic manner, his hands clasped behind his back, his brows furrowed tightly. He couldn't deal with this right now, he was just starting to bring thr Azgeda back together, as a true pack that didn't run amok, killing and maiming anything that cross their paths. He was just establishing himself as their Alpha. This couldn't come at a worse time.
His mother had returned.
"Stop pacing Roan. It doesn't suit you," Nia commented from her perch in her usual chair. She was checking her nails with such a nonchalant manner that Roan struggled not to snap at her,
"Mother. If I may be frank, but we thought you were dead," Roan stopped moving, standing before his mother. She looked gaunt and under fed, dark rings around her eyes. Her white hair hung limp against her shoulders, while her clothes, dirty and ripped, barely hid her skinny frame.
"Well that was the idea my son," Roan frowned hard, she was up to something. He couldn't afford her to muscle her way back into the Azgeda. She'd left the pack in a mess, torn between following her orders and out right attacking the Trikru and Skikru packs and fleeing with their tails between their legs. Roan had gathered up waste as left of the pack and tried to bring them back together,
"Why mother?" Roan growled, his shoulders tensing, hands balling into fists,
"Because, my dear son, I'm not quite done with Lexa's omega bitch."