His Blue Moon Princess
His Sunshine Baby Chapter 101

"I can't decide if it's a crazy idea, a genius idea or the shittiest one ever."

I take a deep sigh. We have been debating Iris' suggestion for a while now, and this isn't getting any better. We're back at Clark's house, with everyone, including Isabella and Orpheus. Daniel came back from work too, but Chris stayed behind with his sister to talk after Levis and I left. "I'm positive the pack will be mad at Clark for keeping this whole thing quiet," says Orpheus. "It's too big."

"Agreed, but I think they have every right to be," announces Isabella, who has been glaring at Clark non-stop since we told her everything. "Really, Clark, what were you thinking?"

"It was my choice," I explain. "Back then, I was perturbed a lot, Isa. Losing my... unborn child threw me into depression, and I was convicted, too. I begged Clark and my parents to not tell the pack what had happened. I didn't want to hear about it anymore, and I thought if I was gone for a while, and Diego too, I would... be forgotten."

Thinking back, it was also probably the only way for me to truly end my abusive relationship with him, by pretending nothing happened. I didn't care that I was convicted for attempted murder, compared to the loss I had suffered. As long as Diego was out of sight and far from me, I knew I'd be able to recover someday.

Isabella takes a deep sigh.

"I understand, Elena, but it was Clark's responsibility. Now, if we explain this to our people, they will accuse him of wronging you and admitting Diego back. Having him banished for good should have been the lightest punishment possible, but he was gone for only five years. People won't accept it, and they won't listen to his words to trust the Blood Moon after that."

"...But they will listen to Elena."

We turn to Orpheus, who stands up.

"I know I would."

"Orpheus, no one will listen to me," I reply, surprised he would even suggest that. "I'm the girl who had a child with one of the Black brothers and left the pack who adopted her. Trust me, I'm not high on the most trusted people list right now."

"I don't think that's necessarily true, Elena," says Levi. "Most of our people are fine with the idea of mating with people from other packs, now, even the Blood Moon. Since the Luna abolished the borders, it has become more and more common." "No one will blame you for having Estelle, especially after what you went through," adds Bonnie.

"A lot of the fighters now are people you trained, too! I bet they'd be happy to see you back!"

I chuckle at Ben's enthusiasm. The twins' words are very comforting to me, but I can't tell how realistic they are.

"I think it's worth trying... We need to ally with the Blood Moon, officially, and no one will agree to it without a proper explanation," I admit.

I turn to Isabella and Clark. They are the ones to decide, as I know Orpheus is already agreeing with me. Isabella sighs.

"Will they believe you, though? It comes out years later at such a time..." asks Bonnie.

"We have tons of proofs if needed," replies Danny. "It went to court, plus we kept Elena's hospital bills and all."

"Clark?" I call him.

He hasn't said a word for a while... Is he worried about the position this will put him in? He might lose all respect as the Alpha... My godfather suddenly stands out.

"It's fine, Elena. I would rather get it off my conscience. I was never comfortable with how things turned out, it's high time I repair my mistakes and repay my debt to you. Isa is right. This pack had a duty to protect you, and we failed. I won't allow it twice." I'm touched by his words. Back then, it did feel as if I was alone with my pain... It was convenient for everyone else to forget it all. He smiles at me and ruffles my hair.

"I knew you'd grow up to be a fine woman... Don't worry, I will handle this."

"I want to be there, to do it with you," I immediately insist. "If you want."

After a few minutes, Clark calls most of the Pack's adults over to the nearby park, the only place big enough to have all the werewolves attend comfortably. I wonder how fast the word got spread about my return because absolutely no one seems surprised to see me next to Clark and Orpheus.

As we discussed, Isabella and Clark do all the talking, and it's a short one anyway. About how the full cooperation with the Blood Moon will be needed, and why Diego died. Everyone stays silent while the Alpha talks, but I can read shock and anger on a lot of faces... "... We need to come to an agreement now," concludes Isabella.

"Clark, why didn't you tell us back then! We never liked Diego, but you should have told us the full story!" Yells someone from the back.

"That's right! A r****t and a pup murderer? Clark, he could have attacked our other kids!" Growl a woman.

"This was between him and me," I explain. "It was personal, I don't think Diego would have..."

"You can't say that for sure! A sociopath, a murderer! And the Alpha allowed him back!"

A lot of people start growling along but Clark doesn't flinch. He expected this, after Isabella's warning.

"Elena left because of you!"

"No, I had different reasons to leave!" I interrupt, annoyed. "Listen, we are not having Clark's trial now! He is your Alpha, and whatever he decided back then is between him and I!"

Some of them won't listen and keep yelling. It's frankly annoying to be facing such an undisciplined crowd. Werewolves are so damn stubborn.

"Stop it!" I yell, releasing all of my Alpha aura.

Everyone shuts up as if a wave had hit them. I don't think I've ever used so much of my aura before, but there we are.

"This Pack has enough issues as it is. Remember just what happened four years ago. All those that we lost. Do you want to avoid more deaths next time? Then stop acting so stubborn and listen, for once!"

A long silence follows my words. Some exchange glances and frowns, as if they were trying to reach a common ground. I take a deep breath and look sideways at Clark. My godfather smiles and nods.

"We will lose more people if we don't work as one with the Blood Moon Clan," I explain.

"We are already on good terms with them, Elena!"

"I don't mean an alliance. I mean we need to... fusion the White Moon pack with the Blood Moon Pack."

I'm hit by a wave of protests. Some people are just speechless or hesitant, but some of them are completely against the idea.

"No f*****g way! We are the White Moon Clan! We won't become someone else's property!"

"Elena, what the hell! Is it Black's idea?"

"Shut up and listen!" I growl again. "It is my idea. Not Clark or anyone else's. This isn't just about our turfs or our pack anymore. We have an army coming. An army of vampires, and a Witch guiding them. The same one that attacked us before!" I undo my shirt, showing them my injury, still fresh.

"See that? I can't stand against her! We can't, okay? We are just lucky enough to have a Witch on our side. Do you think we won the previous fight? Well, hear this, we didn't! Sylviana, the Witch of Silver City, saved our asses! Otherwise, what do you think would have happened?"

I catch my breath, looking at the crowd. I've managed to make them doubt. People are reminiscing, I know they can't have possibly forgotten. Not with the number of wounded people we had, or the ones we buried. Next to me, Orpheus nods.

"Just try to remember the hell it was," he adds. "The water attacking us. Even with the Blood Moon helping us, it was a f*****g nightmare!" "Everyone lost a friend or a family member back then," says Isabella.

I know everyone in the pack thinks about her son, Eric, who was among the victims. This is what we need to focus on. How many people we can actually save, what will be left after the fight, and what we could lose. I see a lot of them finally stop protesting, glancing at each other with worry.

"This won't be our regular fight," I declare. "There will be deaths. It's the sad truth, I won't lie to you. We will lose people. All I want is for us is to lose as few as possible. I want the best outcome, I want us to win this fight. We can't afford to lose, because if we do lose, it will be the end. Not only of our pack but of everything we know and love. I don't care anymore about the packs, the borders. We are Werewolves. We are the Werewolves of Silver City, one large pack. I know I won't be scared of a witch, no matter how many vampires she brings, if I can stand with my people. My family, my friends, all of my kind, as one."

I let a bit of silence float after my words, hoping it will reach them.

"If... If we fusion with the Blood Moon Clan, we will truly become one pack. Altogether, hundreds of wolves, able to mind-link as one body. The strongest Clan this City has ever seen."

"....What about the other packs?" Asks someone. "How do we know they will allow that too?"

"You know how loved and popular the Luna is," says Levi. "She's a Royal, people will rally to her. The Sapphire Moon and Jade Moon Clan are already completely loyal to her. Most packs will follow her lead. We can follow Elena's."

Wow, wait. When did I say anything about following me? I glare at Levi, wondering what the hell he is thinking, but I see him exchange glances with Clark and Danny instead. What are they planning? "Clark will be leading," I warn them.

"No Elena, you will," suddenly declares Clark, turning to me. "For this fight, we need you to act as the Alpha."

What the hell! I just decided I won't be an Alpha! I'm fine not being anyone's Alpha, why are they f*****g doing this to me now?

"You said it yourself, Elena, all the werewolves will act as one. We will need the Alphas to act together to lead them. And no one is more capable than you of doing that."

I growl at Orpheus, annoyed that he is part of this freaking trap too.

"I am not fit to lead anyone!"

"You're a fighter, Elena, it's in your blood," says Daniel. "Your father was a Royal Warrior, wasn't he? There is nothing more powerful than that."

I see the crowd start to whisper between themselves, surprised to hear about my parentage.

"Seriously, Daniel? Now?" I yell at him, furious.

"Don't blame him, Elena, we already discussed this."

"I am not going to f*****g lead anyone! This is not..."

"Elena, you're an Alpha and half a Royal. You're the best fighter of your generation, or any generation this pack has seen! And your mind-linking ability is way better than anyone else's, too!"

This is a nightmare. How can they do this to me, in front of the whole damn pack! I never agreed to any of that s**t! Would it have been too much to at least warn me? Did they do it on purpose, thinking I wouldn't be able to refuse? "Elena is half Royal?" Asks someone from the crowd.

"Who freaking cares!" I yell. "Clark, I was gone from this pack for four years, who the hell do you think I am? I can't show up and start ordering people around! I am no Alpha material! I hate making decisions for others!"

My godfather turns to me, looking dead serious. I almost step back, feeling his aura all out, but before I do, my wolf is growling right back at him, her instincts taking over.

"Elena, I'm ready to abandon my Alpha position right here and now for you to take it. You know this is what I've always wanted for you, and what you deserve."

"Clark, no. I've made my share of shitty choices, haven't I? You really think I would be able to..."

"You're good at protecting others, Elena. You make the decisions you make because you know when to attack, when to fight back and when to retreat." "This is insane..." I mutter.

"This whole situation is insane, Elena," he continues. "But we have a war coming, and it's just as you said, we need the best chances. You're one of those chances. You came up with this idea, and I wholly support it. I don't mind if you run away and live your life any way you want without us after that. But now, you need to go to the end of things, and do what needs to be done."

"You f*****g exile me for four years, and now you expect me to come back and save you all just because of my lineage?"

"Not just your lineage, Elena," replies Isabella. "Everyone here knows your skills. Despite what happened four years ago, everyone welcomed you back, didn't they? You trained our warriors. You fought alongside them. These are still your people, your pack. If we took back a jerk like Diego, what kind of pack are we if we don't take you back?"

"I never said I wanted to come back, Isa!" I growl. "I'm fine. I have my daughter, everything I need is not..."

I interrupt my sentence, realizing I can't end it. Shit... I'm wrong. The White Moon is, or was, my pack. I remember the feeling I had when I walked back in. The people I had missed. My friends, my family. I growl, frustrated as hell.

"You're the one we need, Elena," sighs Clark.

"I'm not... I don't know how to lead a pack. Even if I agreed to this... whole shitty idea, I'm not in shape, I haven't fought in years and..."

"If I remember correctly, you killed dozens of vampires without even shifting into your wolf form," notes Orpheus.

"And while being pregnant..." Whispers Danny, avoiding my glare.

"You have time to get back in shape," says Clark. "What we need is for you to agree. If you do, everyone here will follow you into this fusion with the Blood Moon Clan, Elena."

I glare at the little group, furious. I hate the whole damn idea, really. Especially since I'm well aware they would make me feel f*****g guilty of abandoning them if I don't agree.

"Elena," whispers Isabella, "I know how crazy, and selfish we may sound right now. But trust me, we talked it over. We truly believe this is the best shot we've got, and it's with you, honey. Maybe things should have gone differently for you, you should have gotten the Alpha position in a more normal and fair way, but here we are. We only have one chance, Elena. And I truly think it's you."