Wolf-less Omega Luna

CHAPTER 14: GIRL CHAT

Alana's POV

For the second time today, Coral pulled me from Axel who had to go and “handle some business” with beta Tyler and she spent a good 30 minutes talking my ears off about different details that at some point, I zoned off not hearing the rest of her words.

“Luna?”

“Huh?” I didn’t even know she had asked me a question. “Did you say something?”

“Yes. I’ve been saying a lot of things,” she said with a chuckle. “You weren’t listening.”

“I’m sorry, I got lost for a moment.”

“What was the last thing you heard?” She asked.

“Um…I think the point where you said a port in of what Axel eats is enough to feed five mature werewolves, I guess?”

“Oh no! That was minutes ago,” she said, pouting.

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“That’s okay.” she waved her hands. “So, Luna…” she continued.

“Please call me Alana.”

“If that’s what you want,”

“It is. Please.”

She nodded.

“So Alana, what changed your mind?” She asked as she parted my hair into two halves and braided them into giant cornrows.

Coral had been obsessing about my hair, eyes, and skin, so it didn’t surprise me when she begged me to let her style my hair for me.

I easily agreed and she proceeded to wash it thoroughly, pamper my hair with products, and dry it with an electric hand dryer.

It was my first time using such products or tools on my hair but I couldn’t lie that it felt really good to have my hair taken care of like that.

After washing, my hair felt and looked so much better than it did when she first complimented it. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“About what?” I asked.

“About announcing your bond with the Alpha to the pack.” She opened a bottle and handed it to me. “Axel said you could take your time to settle in before the introduction seeing as you were a bit uncomfortable when he mentioned it, but you easily agreed to do it tomorrow. Why?” She massaged my scalp with oil from the bottle.

“I admit that I was nervous about the whole Alpha and Luna situation and us coming out to the pack. I still am. But I figured that hiding from it wouldn’t do us any good. I’d rather face it head-on and deal with the outcome than sit back and wait for it to overwhelm me.”

“That’s awesome. Besides, you have Axel by your side. And me too, to assist you in any way that I can.”

“Thank you, Coral. I truly appreciate it.”

“You have the most healthy hair I’ve seen. Although washing it drank a lot of my products,” she laughed, “the outcome made it worth it! Damn girl, what did you use on your hair before now?”

“Nothing. I didn’t really pay much attention to my hair so I guess it’s just natural.”

“I love it.”

“I love yours too. It’s green, it matches your eyes.”

“Bah! Mine isn’t natural. My eyes are though,” she quickly put in, “but my hair is naturally brown. I just dyed it green because why not?”

I liked her already. “It’s sassy. I like it,” I said.

“Thank you! Finally, someone who gets it. My mom almost had a heart attack when I first came home with green hair. She said I looked like a rebel.”

I couldn’t hold back my laughter. “Are you though?”

“I mean, you can say so,” she shrugged. “Mom and Dad are hell-bent on finding my mate. I’m not up for that, at least not yet.”

“You do not want a mate?”

“I do, but not yet. Mates are great. I love the relationship my mom and dad have. And also the way that Axel has softened from you being around him for only a few days, I like that. I would want to experience it too. It’s just not my priority at the moment.”

“I understand. What is then?”

“I love fighting. I feel like my destiny is tied there somehow, and not to my mate. I mean, I’m 21 already and I haven’t even dreamt about my mate. However, when it comes down to fighting or defending the pack, I do it like I’m 30. Like I was born with it.” A lopsided grin lit up her face. “That’s what I want to keep doing.”

“That’s amazing. At least you have your priorities straight. I don’t. Not even in the least.”

“Do you mind me asking your age?”

“I don’t,” I smiled. “I’m 18.”

“You’ll do just fine.”

“Thank you. For the talk,” I caught her gaze from the reflection of the mirror in front of me. Warm green eyes, just like beta Tyler’s. “And for the braids,” I added.

“It’s my pleasure, Luna…Alana,”

It felt good to finally be treated like a person in the pack. To have someone talk to me, and compliment my hair or eyes, and not shout at me instead. I did wonder, if it wasn’t for the fact that I was mated to the alpha, would the way that pack members treated me have changed?

And thinking about destinies, what was mine? Was it somehow tied to Axel? Without my parent’s love growing up, could I even have one?

Coral’s voice pulled me from my reverie again. “Here, Axel asked for this to be given to you.”

“What is it?”

“I have no idea.”

Axel had already given me a gift box which I couldn’t open since Coral dragged me into her room for the hair do-over. Could it be that he was already getting me another gift? I would feel comfortable if all he did was get me gifts and I got him nothing in return.

It was an envelope with my name on it. When I opened it, Coral gasped.

“What is it?” I asked, fumbling the card in my hand and it had my name written across it.

“It’s a credit card. Axel had it made for you. See,” she pointed at my name on it. “It’s yours. He must have given you since we’re going to be introducing you to the pack.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means we’re going shopping!”

“I don’t have any money to go shopping. Can’t I just use what I have?”

“Honey, Axel gave you a credit card. It has all the money you’ll need and more.” She gave me a once over. “And for the clothes, what you have is just fine, but there’s going to be a party after the introductions and as Luna, who is making her first appearance, you should wear something as beautiful as you are.”

“You have a sweet mouth, don’t you?”

“I sure do, ma'am.” She fisted her hips with her palms, raising her shoulders. “Now, let’s go see Mabel.”

“Who’s Mabel?”

“You'll find out,” she said giggling.