A LUNA FOR THE GHOST ALPHA: BOOK TWO

9:12PM, PETER AND EMILIA IN EMILIA'S MUM'S PACK HOUSE.
"Even if you're to kill me, does that give you the guts to cut my possess...ion off of its space? Is it disturbing you?!" The guy yells and wails as he tries to get his organ back to its place but it doesn't fit in again. I stare at him pitifully, and the tightness with which I hold the knife becomes loosened and I notice that he wants to use that opportunity to grasp it from me. As he lifts his hands up to grasp it, I jerk the knife from out of his reach and land it on top of his head. He smiles and then dies in bed. I see my mate not killing that girl yet. He keeps staring at the wonderful organs in her chests and then taking the knife into his back-pocket, he lifts up her left leg with his left hand, and then uses his right to pin her to the wall. Afterwards, he plugs his man inside of her and he gets engrossed. I want to scream since I see how he reacts to the penetration, I thought he was going to injure her with the knife. The lady doesn't even say a word, she lets him in and now he wants to take his man out but the lady wouldn't agree. I walk up to her with anger burning inside of me, and I drag my mate's body off of her angrily but she follows suit. I notice his man has been stuck. What is wrong with Peter? Peter and sex! Only God knows what he likes so much in it. I want to go cut the man of Peter so that he would be free but the lady wants to have it with him and through that, she secretly steals the knife from the back of his pocket. I hit her hand as she does that and she looks at me. She wings her way at me with Peter's man flying behind her and then she pins me to the wall.
"What's it? Why this, Peter?" - My thought.
It seems this is getting out of hand. I want to walk out to at least let my mother know but this lady doesn't agree.
"You can't go out please." She finally speaks up. "Or is this man your friend?"
"He's not only my friend, he's my mate. Please release him now. Why are you holding him captive? Why can't he talk?!" I holler at her.
"No, nothing. Can you press my boobs? Give me pleasure." She requests with her eyes indirectly saying that as well but I rather glare at the apex of the direction she's staring at.
"What's that?" She mumbles. "I'm talking to you. Can you help me make my boobs comfy? Help me press them."
"Are you a member of the rainbow team?" I ask her.
"Obviously." She confirms my suspicion. LGTBQ? In my presence? I'm never going to allow that.
"Can you just get out of here?" I ask her with a furious and mandatory tone.
"Nope. This man must die. Or at least, suffer. He doesn't know my gender and my taste and he just came into me like that." She complains.
"I didn't go in. Her below is just like a magnet, honestly." Peter says and I become a bit relieved though I shouldn't be.
"What below? If you say any other word, I'll hit with you this knife!" She threatens and then brings out the knife from where she hid it.
"Why would you try that?" Peter retorts, and the lady directs the knife to his throat but I intervene on time, and grasp the knife from the girl's hand swiftly.
"He's my mate. And he's popular. Why are you doing this to him?" I yell at her. She rolls her eyes at me, and scoffs slightly.
"Why am I doing what to what?" She asks, and rises to her feet eventually. Peter exercises his bones, feeling a bit relieved since he has been released finally but she quickly returns to sit on top of his man but I do not allow this to happen once more. So, I sit instead. Though his man curves, because I don't let it in inside of me but at least, she doesn't get to stay there. I see her behind me with two guns in her hands. What does she need gun for? Does she want to kill an animal or I don't understand?
She fires the bullet at my neck. I don't even feel any pain. As I look back to make jest of her, I can't find her again but the bodies of the two guys we killed in bed keep oozing blood, important parts getting detached as well.
"Don't you think we should cut their body parts off instead?" I ask.
"I don't think so." My mate replies. "Let's leave them to what they can do. And let's see if they would become wolves and fight us. They honestly don't know who we are."
"But, mate, you always act like a dunce once you get to see a woman naked. Why's that? Why are you so weak?" I ask him and he sobs like a newborn kid.
"It ain't my fault, Lynn. It's my man. And I don't want to cut if off. I wanted to cut her breasts off."
"That would be tougher than this is." I tell him. "So where's Melissa? She's the one beside the guy I cut his man and hit his head?"
"Yes she's the one. She's coming back in her Ghost form and she's going to follow me or us, to the pack house. I think we just have to go tomorrow and not today anymore."
"What's that?" I ask. "I think one of them is moving. Or why is that so?"
"I don't know...none of them is moving. So, be cool and let's get to bath together. It's going to a week of your pregnancy and how many months ago was the kid said to be there?"
"Just two weeks. This week makes it three and I'm still going to four weeks times six, that's twenty four weeks. I have more tasks ahead and please get a pack house for me on time before I swear to you." I say, and he softly chuckles, especially at my last words.
"You know how arduous it is to get a pack house yet you mentioned it as though it's a thing I can just ask for, and it would be handed over to me." He retorts.
"That's possible. Aren't you close to the moon goddess?" I ask.
"Not that close." He replies. "I mean not close to the extent of getting pack houses from her. I don't know how that would be so."
"You can always ask in advance." I tell him. "Nothing is impossible. Or that's only God, huh?"
He nods his head.
"Now I remember that my father promised to give us his pack house. I mean he has a lot of pack houses and he's going to grant us one if only you can be humble."
"Why haven't you told me this ever since?" He retorts. "You should not just be telling me that now. Okay? Next time, you tell me earlier. Now that I'm going to the pack house, I've been planning to go and start my reign there."
"I'm sorry." I apologize.
"You don't have to be sorry, it's all good." He says and I sigh.
"Whatever you're going to do, do on time." I tell him. "Are you following what dad is going to give you or you want your pack house there?"
"I want the pack house there." He says. "But let's come to think of the pack house your Dad wants to give me. How good is it?"
"Do you like mum's pack house? This?" I ask.
"Yes." He says.
"Do you like the pack house facing us?" I ask again.
"Yes, I like them both." He replies.
"Our pack houses are better than that. It's actually two but like two in one." I tell him.
"Better? Even if it's just same like this, I would love it but what about the necessary things?" He asks and seems worried.
"Necessary things?" I ask.
"Yes. Don't you know?" He asks.
"Oh! The warriors. Yeah, there are warriors and we would be given well over one hundred!"
"Tell me you're joking!" He yells and wants to hoist me.
"No, I'm not! It's true. But how do we get these bloody folks outta here? In case mum even comes?" I ask and then a knock sounds on the door. I shudder in bed and since I can't find my voice, my mate has to talk.
"Who the hell is that, please?" He asks and we hear mum's speech tone. Well, it might, and might not be mum talking.
I get to lean my back on the door as my mate packs these folks in a big polythene bag, and throws them over to the lower bin in the wardrobe.
"Open the damn door!!" The person hollers, and a light rap sounds on the door.
"What is it? I am naked and I can't just open the door." I give an excuse, and the person cools off, for a while.
"Done?" I whisper to my mate and he nods his head and has already spread another bedsheet in bed as the person enters the room.
It is the mum we were talking about.
"Mum?" I ask her again as I see her rolling her eyes towards me.
"You and your mate should come to my office right away!" She commands.
"Why, ma'am?" Peter asks. "Why should that be?"
"I don't know." She answers. "And stop questioning me. Just fucking come! We need you at the moment."
And I then wink at my mate and we both follow her behind outside to see what she's been talking or ranting about.
"Not there yet?" I ask but she knocks her fist on my head.
"Who is this?" She points at someone right in front of me, and I gasp.

"Mum, stop being childish. I've seen my dad before now." I tell her but chuckle a bit. "Stop acting in such manner, I beg of you!!"

My mate snickers and looks back as mum looks at him disappointedly.

"You've seen her for real?" Macy asks Copeland standing in front of one of Warriors in the highest rank.

"Yes, I've seen her. I came to see her mate that she has been hiding from me, for a while. Where is he?" Dad says with a flat tone.

"Here I am, Alpha." Peter signals by lifting up his right palm, and then Copeland inspects him, and spits at one angle.

"So what have you been doing?" Copeland asks.

"As regards?" Peter retorts, and Copeland sighs heavily.

"...getting a damn pack house. Or did my pup tell you anything yet?" He asks.

"Yes, she said you'd give to us a pack house with over one hundred warriors." He replies him. "