Gamma Rhett
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Rhett left the office and soon found himself in front of the Alpha's duplex. The duplex was heavily guarded by Werewolf soldiers who dipped their heads in respectful acknowledgment as he approached.
Inside the duplex was a grand foyer that reeked of money and polished marble. He had heard that the new Alpha was stinking rich. He had studied abroad and came back to the pack when his cousin – the late Alpha died.
The late Alpha was one of the unlucky ones who never found their mates until they died. And thus, he died without an heir. Rumors carried it that it was loneliness that took his life healthy.
Rhett couldn't imagine life without Kylo too but if the former Alpha had died out of loneliness, it was what the Moon Goddess wanted. Her ways were not to be questioned.
"Alpha Beowulf is dining with his family." A young maid said to him before he was ushered into the dining room.
Rhett discreetly grimaced at the sight that welcomed him. Alpha Beowulf who was young, sharp-faced, and with an air of scholarly aloofness, sat at the head of the table with his youthful Luna, Luna Dawn, at his side. Alpha Beowulf's Beta, a burly man named Darius with streaks of grey at his temples (and, curiously, Luna Dawn's father), rounded out the trio at the table.
They were sitting over a feast of delicacies that stirred anger within Rhett. The pack was running short of supplies, food, and even water. Ever since they provided refuge for some of the feys, they had been running low on everything.
However, the fey were also the ones who provided nourishment to some of their plants and then, a veil that protected the pack's children and people.
Hence, it was a symbiotic relationship.
However, the Alpha and his family still lived flamboyantly behind closed doors while the pack suffered. While the soldiers fought daily and worked tirelessly for protection.
Beowulf, despite his serious demeanor, greeted Rhett with a jovial wave. "Gamma Rhett! Join us, join us! Dinner just arrived."
"No, Alpha. I would rather wait for you all in the living room." He politely declined, feeling uncomfortable intruding on their meal.
"Welcome, Gamma Rhett." The Luna who apparently was older than Beowulf with probably three years or four courtesied Rhett.
Rhett's first thought was bitterness. Beowulf, who so readily abolished the mate bond law, putting countless in danger of mismatched unions and the Moon Goddess's curse now sat comfortably with his own fated mate.
If that wasn't hypocrisy, he didn't know what was.
Speaking of mates...
"Our most able Gamma!" The beta chimed, cutting Rhett's thoughts short.
Rhett nodded, forcing a smile. "Beta Darius."
Shifting in his chair and admonishing himself to not lash out, "It's simple, Alpha. The fairies control more magic than the elves."
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