The Pride of the Lalune

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Chapit Uit

*Ethan POV*

After receiving word that the Princess's flight landed safely and she was with her cousin, I was able to breathe a sigh of relief. One less worry.

I checked the time and noticed that it was just after 4 P.M., when Tony walked into my office.

"Do you have an update for me?"

His eyebrows furrowed as he shook his head. "The last communication came in about an hour ago. Warriors in the kingdom noticed a small wave of fresh zombies that they were able to stave off before a second wave followed behind. Nothing since then."

"Shit!" I slammed my fist down on the desk. I can't even begin to imagine what the hell is going on over there. "Keep trying to get more info and report back to me as soon as you have something." He bowed his head and turned to leave.

"Tony wait."

"Yes, Alpha?"

"Have you ever even heard of anything like this before? Having to fight zombies? Like what the fuck bro?"

"In all honesty man, no I haven't. My grann used to tell us all the old vodou stories growing up, but I always chalked it up to old Haitian stories to scare us kids." Tony looked like he had a flashback to that moment in time. "If you need me to, I can have someone check for information in the pack library to see if we can find anything out."

"That's a good idea. Wait until after we get the next update and get more information from the kingdom, we'll know more of what to look for then. Thanks man."

Tony gave a subtle nod and excused himself to give me the chance to get back to work and to my thoughts.

I don't know what I'm going to do if something happens to the king and queen while their daughter is under my care. Maybe everything is under control and they just haven't been able to send an update. I hope.


*Eva POV*

After ordering two more pitchers of bottomless mimosas and about ten shots each, Lena and I had to pretend to be drunk off of our asses so to not bring attention to ourselves in front of the human patrons.

Lena even 'called' one of the security guards to drive us back to pack territory to keep up our ruse in the restaurant.

Finally, around 7pm, I was settling into Lena's guest room when nerves hit me like a tidal wave at the realization that I had not heard any news from the kingdom. But before I could freak out, I heard the familiar sound of Michel's ringtone coming from my purse.

"What the hell Michel!" I waste no time yelling in the phone after leaping across the bed to answer it.

"Whoa there! Miss me already, Princess?" I can practically feel his smug smirk through the phone.

Instead of responding in my usual sarcastic fashion I answer honestly, "even though it's only been a few hours, I really do. Now tell me!"

I'm relieved to hear him chuckle on the other end of the phone which instantly tells me that everything is ok, but I need to hear him say it.

"Damn Princess, I miss you too."

I won't lie, I blushed and then rolled my eyes at the thought before he continued.

"So we were attacked today by two waves of zombies. It was the wildest thing too because they weren't violent, just focused and chanting."

"Chanting what?"

He paused for a moment. "The true king is coming. Get the princess. She will be his queen and Luna. Over and over again."

Lena walks into the room and I must have had a dumbfounded look on my face because she mouthing to me, 'what's wrong, is everything ok?'

I nod at her snapping out of my trance and get back to Michel. "Well do we know anything about the rogue? Did he even show up or did he just send the zombies for me?"

"After the zombies kept marching forward there seemed to be a storm brewing behind them. Thunder, lightning, dust and debris flying everywhere. We could see the rogues and we were waiting for the attack. Our warriors were ready, Eva. Your dad was even out front commanding."

I smiled knowing that my father would always lead his warriors to battle, no matter the threat. That's just the type of king he is. A protector.

"All of a sudden the zombies just stopped. The rogues didn't advance. It was just a standstill until the bokor and the rogue leader stepped out." Michel paused again.

Getting impatient, I cleared my throat for him to carry on.

"They know that you are one of our best warriors and they knew something was up because you were not in line. So Fabienne was right, Princess. The prophecy couldn't come true because in order to overtake the kingdom, you needed to be here."

"But did you stop him?"

A deep sigh and more silence. "No." He mustered a barely audible whisper. "We tried, but between the waves of zombies and the whatever type of storm the vodou priest conjured, they were gone before we could get to them."

After being upset for a matter of seconds, I was grateful that the kingdom went unscathed, there were no casualties, and most importantly my father was alive and safe.

"We have some cleaning up to do, Princess, but hurry up and figure out what needs to be done to defeat this moso kaka, piece of shit, and bring your fine ass home!"

I see Lena snicker in the corner, having just heard Michel's final statement. I again roll my eyes, and end the conversation, thanking the goddess that everyone is safe.

"Don't tell me you and Michel are still bumping uglies cuz!" Lena's eyes are as big as saucers as I avert her gaze and get back to unpacking my suitcases.

"What can I say, he is so sexy and so available and so, so easily accessible!" I laugh so loudly I snort.

When we finally come down from our teenage giggle high, we hear a knock on the door and I jump up into the arms of my aunt, uncle and cousin that I haven't seen in a long while.

"It really is so nice to have you here with us baby," my Aunt Marie reached over the the dinner table to caress my hand.

One thing I missed most about having my aunt back home in the kingdom was her amazing cooking. When she and my mother team up, they can really throw down in the kitchen.

"Kabrit fri ak diri ak pwa, Matant?!" I couldn't help patting my full stomach after an amazing meal of fried goat with rice and beans. She rewarded me with one of her bright smiles for my gratitude.

I turned to my Uncle James and cousin JJ to listen in on their conversation about how training was going for their warriors. I sat quietly as they discussed the new techniques that the alpha was introducing and how the workouts were kicking their butts, but they were getting stronger.

"I would love to train with you guys, just so I can work on my skill set versus a new group and find out if the sessions are really as tough as you make them out to be," I interjected.

JJ raised an eyebrow at me as if to question whether or not I was serious. "Cuz, you may be a warrior back home, but things are a little different here. It's tough and the alpha is ruthless. So much so he makes the women train later in the day...separately."

I whipped my neck in his direction so quickly it's a wonder that I didn't give myself whiplash. Looking between him and my uncle, waiting for one of them to drop the punchline to the joke, I realized that he was serious.

"Mezanmi, dear," my uncle started. "I don't think Alpha Ethan means anything by separating the training groups, I think he just wants to gauge his strongest and most tactical warriors."

"So women aren't strong or tactical warriors?"

"I mean, clearly they can be if he allows them to train," JJ chimed in. "Just not on the same level as us men," a proud smirk accompanied by a not so subtle bang on his chest.

It's official, I fucking hate this so called alpha. I don't know if I want to just give him a piece of my mind or kick his ass to show him what a real warrior can do. Female or not.

'You should do both to the sexist prick.' My wolf sneered her annoyance at the situation as well.

"Hmph," I scoff and rolled my eyes, no longer willing to hide my disgust at my cousin's words or actions. Turning back towards Lena, I backed away from the table.

"I think I'd like to meet your alpha. Now."
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