The White Wolf (Book One)

Isla POV

We arrived at the pack within minutes. I was quick to take Crassus out of the car Clayton walked me into the Mansion, Our floor was right at the top remembering where to go remembering the tour with August and my heart clenched with pain, her loss was still too new, too raw. I followed Clayton like a mindless entity.

“I had the Housekeeper move your things to my room, my Love. I had your old bedroom prepared for him, I’m sure he would love it, It's Dark now and we have a busy day tomorrow.“ He whispered silently as to not wake Crassus.

“Clayton, I want to be hands-on with the pack members, I want to be apart of the training and I also want to be trained harder knowing what I am, knowing how others want to eat my heart...“ The words got stuck in my throat, they felt like sawdust lodged in my trachea.

This has all been too much. “We won't speak of it now my love, tomorrow you will be introduced as the Luna of this pack thereafter I believe you will have to tell them what and who you are.” He was so certain with his words.

I wanted no one to know of me BUT soon I would have to run with the pack and they would all know being shy was not always in my nature but the importance of a Luna is dawning on me, this role is not to be taken lightly.

We stopped at white double doors that opened to a Large blue and white room it was stocked with toys and boyish bedding, I smiled widely placing Crassus in his bed that was quite large for a little boy kissing him on the head and walked out slowly and quietly. I wasn't going to bother him further with my kisses and clingy motherly behavior.

When I closed the doors, Clayton stood smiling at me “You like the room?”

“Wait did you have the room done up when we were in New York?“ I asked in a surprised tone.

“I did my love. I knew he deserved the best” He smiled at me warmly, a hint of guilt flew past his eyes but merely for a second.

There it was again that guilt I keep seeing, what is wrong with him and why can't he tell me what it is that is bothering him?

I grabbed his hand instead not in the mood to question him. I thanked him with a big kiss and he lead us to our room grinning like a fool.

He was so hot, My big hot, Bulky rock with a cock to quench any lusty desire I could conjure. I was busy examining him like I was some sex-crazed Nymphomaniac when he turned to me with eyes as black as night.

“I'm not sure what you are thinking but how your feeling is making my cock hard”. He grumbled the words with a growl. ‘Shit, Fuck, Stupid emotional link!’ I mumbled to Amera, she laughed and pushed me forward, showing me sexy scenes, Amera is a very bad girl that craves cock on the daily.

I smiled at him shyly. “Take me to bathe and then to bed my king” I purred at him, fluttering my eyes and swaying my hips, lifting my hand to my forehead in an act to seem like a damsel.

He growled and picked me up bridal style, I squealed like a girl as he carried me and munching small teasing bites on my neck. Thank goodness our room is on the opposite end of the hall.

I woke up feeling slightly better the electricity spread like fire down my naked body, we fucked again last night like Animals I looked at the wall clock and saw it was mid-morning and I knew Clayton had a lot to do with reworking pack budgets and finding a new Beta for us.

I had to muscle up some of the women and try to work out how we were going to plan the Ceremony & Monument placement and all the plans and small details that followed the task I had been handed but first, we had to address the pack and get the initial shock and acceptance over with.

I walked to the bathroom after wrestling my body free from Clayton's grip beaming with love and happiness this morning, I woke up in a good mood, already naked starting the shower that when I noticed my body in the mirror, I changed, no longer do the scars show on my body but was replaced with marble pale skin as if the sun itself had not kissed it.

How can all my scars from the cabin, my 3-month ordeal, and My fight with the Rogue be gone? There were no more scars on my body, not even a blue mark.

My Breasts are firm and I’m slightly less chubby, I'm still curvy but my body changed in small ways such as my hair is growing like wildfire and My eyes are the bluest of blue so because of these changes I made a mental note to research White Wolves, I had to learn more of my species.

I was met by a grumpy Clayton when he walked into the Shower to join me. “Why did you abandon me in bed? wake me next time. I don't like waking up without you” He mumbled.

I laughed and agreed with him, within 15 Minutes I was dressed in comfortable clothing and my hair was done up in a bun, Clayton wore shorts and a sleeveless black shirt I nearly drooled at his guns, He was built so well and I can't believe how lucky I am to have a mate like him.

I walked into Crassus's room to find him clean and dressed. “Mommy the lady helped me wash and get dressed, do you like my Batman shirt. I think Batman is better than superman because he wears black” He beamed at me. His 3-Year-old face was so excited about his new Clothing, I looked at the nanny and smiled and thanked her.

“Thank you for helping him, would you mind if I do it from here on?” I smiled at her. She nodded and walked off.

I'd like to spend as much time with him as I could. holding Crassus's hand and called for Clayton who was fighting with something in the Bathroom.

He walked out in a storm looking furious. “What Happened my Love? “ I asked confused.

“I hate shoes. They never want to work, I hate the laces of shoes” He bellowed.

I laughed from the pit of my stomach as he stormed off barefoot down the hall as I took Crassus downstairs allowing my Laughter to die out naturally, Crassus giggled beside me, unsure as to what I found funny.

The entire pack or those that remained were standing before our house, Waiting to be addressed, I walked out holding Crassus hand and everyone erupted with Joy, I smiled widely, Feeling their acceptance. I stood proud, I felt the warmth of the sun on my skin and the slight dampness forming in my hands as I tried to hide my nerves.

Clayton addressed the pack with a stern voice “Please note that The Romano Pack has a new Luna. Isla my Mate will be your new Luna, This little boy is Crassus we have adopted him as our own son, please allow your Luna to address you and any questions you may Have”

The pack cheered and I stepped forward.

“Greetings Romano pack. Firstly may I say this is the greatest honor I am so proud to be your Luna, I will do all I can and give all I can towards the growth and prosperity of this pack, I will be working with a few volunteers on a project I believe will help us not to forget but remember those we lost. I would like a few pack members to work with me to set up a Monument in memory of those we lost, I will also have a yearly celebration in honor of all our brave warriors of the past, present, and future”.

I was met with an eruption of cheer and praise. I was doing something right, For once.