Early, before breakfast, I was in my study with my Beta, and younger brother, Elder. We were discussing plans for a pack event when my second daughter, Kendra, knocked on the door.
“Come,” I called.
Kendra stepped into the room and walked up to my desk.
“Father, I need to go with Saranya today when she escorts First Montana Pack home.”
I lifted a brow at her, “Why is that Kiwi?”
“I need to see Luna Jane Martin,” she answered plainly.
“It’s important?” I asked her.
“Yes, Father.”
I knew better than to question Kendra’s purpose. Over the years, we had learned to trust her unique awareness of the world and events. She never spoke more than was necessary, so I didn’t pry into her reasons. I trusted her abilities and knew that if she needed to see the Luna, then it must be done.
I had already considered escorting the pack myself, along with Saranya, but Kendra deciding to go just made my decision for me.
“Ok, my dear. I’ll inform your mother, as well. She and I will leave with Saranya and you to escort the pack home after breakfast.”
“Thanks, Dad,” she smiled and quietly exited the office.
I looked over at Elder and said, “Well, I guess the pack is in your care until we return, brother. Make sure Audra doesn’t over-train.”
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“Will do,” he said before heading out and closing the door behind him.
Two hours later, two of my pack’s motor coach buses were parked in the drive of the pack house. I’d decided that driving us all to Montana together was safest for everyone. One hundred and sixteen rogues running across America would cause more of a stir than was necessary.
Saranya was well known to packs in the West as my warrior daughter, and she wouldn’t have had any trouble gaining passage through the country on her own. Having me with her would make things smooth and easy.
My Luna was here because I never went anywhere without her. Since the day we mated, we had never been separated by more than 100 miles at a time. Even that distance was simply because we were on different parts of our large pack territory.
Saranya and Kendra climbed onto the bus with the unmated wolves and some of the adults.
Megan and I joined the older mated couples on the bus where Jesse was sitting with David and their other six brothers.
It was going to take twenty-four hours to get to Montana if we drove straight through. We brought two drivers per bus in order to keep moving, and there were toilet facilities at the back of both buses, so we didn’t have to stop at all unless we had a good reason.
Jesse counted the people on our bus, and then I gave him the count on the other bus as mind-linked over by Saranya and he nodded that was everyone.
I mind-linked both drivers to head out, and the buses roared to life. Meandering down the long front drive of my territory gave everyone an opportunity to appreciate the ancient, tall oaks that formed a canopy across the road. As we moved closer to the exit of pack lands and onto the interstate highway, I leaned back and adjusted my legs to get more comfortable.
I found myself eager to meet with Alpha Tristan and visit with Gabriel. This would be an interesting trip.
I put my arm around Megan, and she leaned into me. I rested my head on the top of hers, and we snuggled together for a long while before Jesse riled up his brothers into singing bawdy songs from their childhood.
It wasn’t long before we all knew the words, and Megan and I joined in with enthusiasm. If there was one thing the Alpha Clovis Entropus family knew how to do, besides kicking ass, it was singing.