Page 120 of An Enigma for the Lycan Crown Prince
Sometimes, like today, we are all in a meeting together. “I see,” Geneva says, before she closes the folder Elden has prepared with his betas. “There is nothing I can add. You clearly have very valuable support and some great ideas yourself.”
“The pack will benefit greatly from you,” Samuel agrees. “I know you and Flora are both very young, and so is Vincent, but I think the time has come.”
“You mean for us to take over the pack?” Elden asks.
“Flora will turn eighteen tomorrow,” Geneva says. “I agree with Samuel. Let’s not postpone it any further. You are already doing the work of an alpha, and Flora is already very much doing her luna duties. You can still do what you do now, learn and collect experience by having the official rank.”
“What will Caelum say?” Emilia asks. “I do agree with what you said. By now, handing them the official title will just be a technicality. The pack already sees them as their leaders. Flora and Elden will continuously learn in their rank, but will Caelum agree?”
Geneva turns to look at Samuel. He nods at her. “Let that be my problem,” he says.
“What do you want, Elden?” Geneva asks. “Are you ready?”
“I don’t think I will ever be truly ready,” he says. “But I want to take over the pack. It will be much easier for me to make decisions and improve everything with Vincent’s and Calvin’s help, when we all have the official ranks and authorization. And I believe Flora thinks similarly. Do you?”
He knows I do, we have talked about it, but I am happy he allows me to voice my own opinion in front of everyone. “I agree with Elden. It’s going to be easier for me once I am officially luna. I will not be a quiet luna, either, and very much intend to do as much for the pack as possible.”
At that, both Emilia and Geneva look happy. “A pack needs a luna,” Geneva says.
“Yes, don’t be afraid to make changes,” Emilia agrees. “Silverlake is a big pack, much bigger than any pack I have encountered by now. It needs all the strength you can muster.”
“I certainly don’t want to rule on my own,” Elden explains. “Flora is going to be my equal.”
My heart makes a little jump of joy at his words. With all the grim experiences I have had and the awful truths I have learned, Elden remains my constant. He is respectful, loyal and hot as fuck. How did I get so lucky?
Well, our grandma is the Moon Goddess,Celeste chimes in.One could say we have connections.
I don’t think it’s just that,I say.Elden was able to see beyond the weird, creepy girl I was and probably still am. He sees me, and he has never been scared or grossed out by who I am. I believe this is why he was chosen as my mate.
Maybe he was chosen as my mate because he truly was the one for me. I have always felt like that. Elden is, furthermore, ablessed royal lycan, and Regis is strong. He still hasn’t reached his full potential, but I want to believe we will be quite the match.
You are right, we were probably matched for a reason. And tonight, we will mark our man!
I startle at her words, my blood suddenly running hot. Goddess, tonight I am turning eighteen! I completely forgot. I will mate with, and mark, Elden, and I will shift for the first time! It’s all going to happen tonight.
As if it forgot how to beat, my heart stutters slightly, before picking up its pace, hammering against my chest. I suddenly feel so alive. The last days and weeks have passed in a blur, and suddenly it feels like I can have something to look forward to again.
Elden reaches out his hand under the desk and takes mine, squeezing it slightly. He looks worried. I grin inwardly. Oh, if only he knew what I was thinking.
Well, he will get to know soon enough!
The meeting drags on for a couple of hours though, and there is no time for ogling Elden. Instead, I have my own ideas to present, happy that everyone seems to agree with the changes I want to make.
“I don’t know about all of you,” Vincent says, when we finally wrap up everything. “But I am hungry as fuck.”
“That’s not exactly how I would voice it,” Geneva chuckles. “But I agree.”
“I will have the kitchen prepare something for us swiftly,” Emilia promises.
“Do you want to hang out afterwards?” Vincent asks us.
My heart sinks at his suggestion. He really is such a great person, and a good friend, especially to Elden, but also to me. I don’t want to shoot his offer down, but I want to spend the night with Elden and celebrate into my birthday.
“We can’t,” Elden says. “Flora is turning eighteen tomorrow, and we want to spend midnight together.”
“Oh, right, she will be able to shift then,” Samuel says.
Geneva snorts. “Right,” she chuckles. “That too!”
