Dead Luna – Chapter 86

Leo’s POV

We stroll into the breakfast room casually, and everyone there begins cheering and clapping, congratulating us on the very successful mating ball, and that we are both finally marked after so many years. I see even Prince William, whom I had never met in person before, is also sporting a brand new mate mark on his neck. Most probably put there by the cute little blonde sitting in his lap and apparently feeding him his breakfast. Amelia tells me through the mind link that she is Sophia, sister of Alpha Phillip Blackwater of Gifford Pinchot pack.

The King and Queen Luna are also present, obviously having made up as they are giving each other loving looks, while sitting in the chairs that ought to have been ours. But now is not the time or place to make a fuss over the Kings pathetic power play. It wouldn’t be worth it, and I don’t wish to have it spoil my appetite for breakfast. Amelia and I both grab plates and I pile mine high with hash brown potatoes, scrambled eggs, ham and bacon. Meanwhile Amelia grabs a bagel with cream cheese and lox to which she adds some capers and red onion, a cup of yogurt, and some fresh cut up peaches.

y finished her breakfast, as I saw her leaving the room with their two daughters as Amelia and I entered the room a few minutes ago.

,” the King begins, apparently wishing to offend me as much as he can get away with before I punch him in his smug face.

atter, and I’m probably unaware of the finer details. But more importantly, what I really want to know is why exactly you made that oath at all? You didn’t have to. The blood transfusion would have probably done the job well enough.”

rs would still be safe because I swore you in as my son in law as well as my heir, and therefore my bloodline will continue, through Amelia, to be on the throne even if the Worthing name is no more.”

ith the essence of the moon goddess. Amelia is pregnant with at least 2 pups. Possibly more. And you will find the cost of my Royal blood running through your veins is going to be rather high.”

was smelling like my mate.

eeded in his attempt to kill me. “Because now any pups you sire will potentially be full blooded lycans, or very nearly. The strongest of which we will select as heir to the throne, and you can designate one of the others as the future alpha of this pack.”

t look.

d sweetly says the next words, and I want to cheer. “Currently there is no actual confirmation that I am expecting. And even if there were, I would rather not discuss these matters during breakfast, in a public area, where it might be considered unseemly of me to tell you wha

to Winter Moon today, along with his new mate. Who will be your replacement gamma?”

each with her mate Ashley. I had thought perhaps Danika would be a good replacement, but now she will be leaving with Jackson. I would ask Derrick to let Jackson extend his stay here longer, but he now has a Luna to protect. I’m running low on options, since I don’t know all of my pack members yet, and quite a fe

n. Apparently he feels that only a Lycan Gamma can properly protect and care for a Lycan Princess Luna.

been a lycan myself for less than 12 hours, and already I’m feeling stifled from it. The king is planning out my life and the lives of my mate and unborn h

nths, for now, working up to spending as much as half of my time, along with “our” chosen heir, as the years go by and once I’ve trained the next alpha of Bull Run to take over I will transition to living in the capital full time. I see Raghu nodding his head in agreement with that. Well, I must say I’m glad someone thinks this is all reasonable.

excuses the two of us, claiming that we have an important task that must be attended to.

l the guests staying on our territory have departed. In particular, the group of still unmated wolves heading to Gifford Pinchot must be organized, and the cleanup of the party must be overseen.

here, even if I’d rather spend all day in bed with her making all those blasted heirs Alexander keeps harping

really. So how could you possibly have been pregnant before the mating ball last night night?”

at the time. “I thought it was nothing more than a beautiful dream. I dream about you so often,

all right.” Amelia, informs me with a kiss. “Ambrosia is keeping a sharp look out, and it’s still too early to be absolutely certain of anything, but she says at least one fertilized egg has implanted already from yesterday morning. And there is a possibility of as many as 4 more courtesy of Frank and Ambrosia’s lat

ty much dictated what I would be doing as his heir for every minute of the rest of my life.