The Alpha’s Little Luna

Alpha Zane’s POV

The expression on the rejected Alpha’s face is priceless.

I can barely hold back a grin. The boy was clearly not here with the intention of having an innocent dance with my mate. He’d noticed him following her with lustful eyes all evening. He has his sights set on Mercedes.

If that is really the case, he has another thing coming. I am well-prepared for evil hawks like him, who would set their eyes on what belongs to me.

I have spent years researching the development of young girls during puberty. Look, I’m a man, I only have experience with how boys transform into men. So I did my studies, talked to elders, put my sister to work, and spent hundreds of evenings on the Internet gathering information. That’s inherent in having a young, growing up mate.

I learned that girls go through hormonal changes early on and, silly as they are, attract the attention of guys who, in turn eagerly await their first sex. Their focus on beauty and makeup, their insecurities, I delved into all these aspects and sought advice from older she-wolves. My pack and I need a confident Luna who knows how to make the right choices and stands firm in her shoes.

And Mercedes has the potential to be that Luna.

The first thing I took care of was her financial independence. It didn’t come easily; at first she felt uncomfortable taking money from me. But I convinced her that she was entitled to everything I gave her. The Moon Goddess consciously entrusted her to me. Everything Selene blessed me with is hers, not half or a quarter, just all of it. So she does not spend my money, but ours.

Then I let her train with the warriors of my pack. To stay in good shape, but also to be able to defend herself when I’m not around. For I have noticed that some she-wolves in my pack are jealous of her and try to undermine her by spreading gossip. I want my mate to be able to stand up for herself, get rid of negativity and bad energy, and distinguish between what is important and not for the sake of our pack. I have transformed Mercedes from a sweet mouthy 10-year-old girl into a confident, beautiful woman who is ironclad both physically and mentally.

That is why I am so aware of her desires, it came with everything around her. She has long insisted we finally make love, but I know Jax wouldn’t control himself. He will definitely mark her on our first sex and I have to prevent that by all means, Mercedes’ wolf is not ready. So, I have other plans with my mate, tonight she will get lucky for sure.

But then that rotten Alpha appears and thinks he will thwart my plans.

He is several years younger than me, but already at the age to find his mate. He probably doesn’t manage that very well and has his dirty eyes on mine.

Mine, the mate of Alpha Zane of the Midnight Moon pack! Who dares!Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

But this is also a great test case.

Now is the time to see if all the time and effort I have put into Mercedes over the past six years is paying off and if my mate is ready for the major job ahead of her, becoming the Luna of Midnight Moon. So, I just stand there listening to the conversation between her and this Alpha son. The man has the nerve to ignore me; his eyes are set on Mercedes. He thought his title would impress her enough to pull away from me and jump in his arms gratefully.

Miscalculated, little Alpha! Watch me now!

Her rejection was blunt but straightforward. What was he thinking of himself?

Mercedes is no ordinary wolf that anyone can play with at will. And he had a taste of that. Perfect.

‘Jace, is everything ready? And get the best wine in the room,’ I mind linked my Beta. For weeks we have been breaking our heads about how to make this birthday special for my Luna. And that worked out well, so far, we are on success.

‘All according to plan, Zane,’ he replied. I look over the balcony and see him flirting with two she-wolves. When he noticed me watching, two thumbs went up.

“Uhmmm, Alpha, if nothing else, my mate and I want to move on with our business. We have plans for tonight,” I now interjected. I take Mercedes bridal style and walk her down and out the hall of the packhouse.

“Are you okay, love?” I asked her. She has her face in my neck as always. She nods but doesn’t look up.

Behind us, the music suddenly stops. A disappointed cry rings through the hall. But then my Beta stands at the microphone and asks the guests to step outside to witness the highlight of the evening.

Noticing that the music has cut off, Mercedes looks up at me.

“Is the party over? But it’s way too early, babe. It’s not midnight yet, it’s still my birthday,” she protested before casting her eyes toward the exit where the crowd is coming out.

I put Mercedes on her feet again, but still hold her firmly against me.

Jace hands me the microphone and then it dawns on everyone what’s about to happen. At least they assume they know what’s coming up.

“I want to thank everyone who contributed to this unforgettable birthday of my mate, the love of my life, Mercedes Versailles,” I began. “Although I know that many of you doubt that she is my destiny mate and I won’t make that a point of discussion today, I have to compliment her for the wonderful woman she is, and I want to thank her for being such a great person. She was barely ten years old when she encountered a mate of twenty. Despite her young age, she accepted me wholeheartedly, made me the happiest mate on this planet. And all I can do is return that happiness a thousand times over.”

I pause to kiss her on the forehead. The crowd cheers with delight as my mate blushes an end away.

“Mercedes, my only love. You are the best the Moon Goddess has given me. And when you turn eighteen in two years and feel the mate bond too, you will only understand how special you are to me. I love you, my mate, more than I am able to express with words,” I concluded.

Overjoyed, she grabs my neck and presses a hot kiss on my lips.

“And now my present to you, my beautiful mate”, I whispered.

Jace steps forward, everyone’s eyes are on him. Dancing to his own tune, my goofy Beta walks meters further and pulls a sheet full of roses away from a vehicle.

‘All for Mercedes. Love you, my beautiful Queen,’ was a big sign on the latest Bugatti Sports.

First, there is a deathly silence before loud applause and whistles fill the atmosphere. And then my eyes clash with the devilish ones of the wanna-be Alpha…