Alpha's Blind Luna

Chapter 8

"What's your favorite breakfast food?" I smiled.

"French toast.What’s your favorite hat?" Logan laughed.

"Fez."

Laughing as well, I asked "A fez, really?" He nodded.

"I look damn good in a fez.Don’t knock it till you see it."

We had been paying '20 questions’ for an hour now.We were well past 20 questions and had moved on from the regular favorite color or candy.

"What was your mom like?"

Logan was quiet for a bit before he asked.I took a deep breath and leaned back in the seat.

"From what I remember? She was like sunlight; you just wanted to be with her and soak up the warmth.

But at the same time, she was the forest.Proud, mysterious, and magical. We used to take walks in the forest, just us.

Sometimes she would take her wolf form, sometimes not, but we would alway go and walk."

It took me a minute to think of another question.

"I know the stories of how you took over the pack and that your parents died in a rogue attack.Was it hard?"

I could hear Logan chewing on his lip.

"It was hard losing my parents.But I think had I wallowed and not had anything that I needed to step up into, it would have been harder.I was passed the title of Alpha at the worst possible point for our pack.Half of them had been wiped out by the rogues and the other half mourned for them.I think we all had to learn to adapt and it was hard but we came out stronger for it."

There was silence that hung heavy from the topics, each in our own thoughts.

It was already 11pm and still had an hour or so away from his pack.

Tomorrow I would wake up in a completely new place, with all new people, and nothing that belonged to me other than the small box I brought.

Tomorrow would be the start of something completely new and unknown.The thought popped up and I realized I was supposed to show up for my 3 month work stint.

"Oh shit!"

I spurted out my tea.

"what? Whats wrong?"

had a slight

borrow

at

so bad if I didn’t call him from

Logan furrowed his brow.

have a cellphone?" I shook

have to remedy

seat and handed me his

hell were the numbers? How the hell was I supposed to use this? My confusion must have come off because he chuckled

"Fuck."

was red as a

is on the right bottom

to make it more awkward for him as I

placed on the sexy’s

number pad popped up and I dialed the number I knew

was my Papa and was the closest thing I had

from the streets when I was ten while working

had been inseparable ever

I could see he was curious about who I was

"Hello? Who is this?"

I smiled over the

number is this?

to find

to Logan who was looking at

taking you away from that fucking shithole."I laughed and saw the tension in Logan

are driving away as we

that means you won’t be

I might be by later, I’d

Logan again, he was

a good

your judgement my little cub.Don’t worry.You settle in.Call me when you

will.I love you

the last part,

you worry.Otherwise I will march my undead ass over to you and start an entire war just

thank you before hanging

his phone and wiped my

meant

understand me having an adoptive