Wynta
She was walked up to the fourth floor of the pack house. Luna Marrian had her hand casually looped through Wynta’s arm, and she was talking about the floors as they came to them. They were taking the stairs. The ground floor had all the usual suspects. The first floor was where all the offices for pack-related businesses were, such as the accounting, packhouse omega staffing, omega jobs that varied outside in the pack; gardeners, cleaners, teachers, shop assistants, etcetra. The pack’s tech team, retrieval teams, and border patrol along with wolfing trainers. The war room was also up there, and everyone was allowed on the first floor. There were currently 20 offices there, and a fully functioning café in the middle as well as the pack crèche.
The second floor was where visiting Alpha’s and their units, their heirs and any war generals or fully ranked members that visited the pack would stay, housing individual suites with interconnecting doors between two and four rooms depending on what was needed. There were 50 rooms on that floor and allowed for 12 full units to be housed inside the pack.
The third floor housed the pack’s elders, the four war generals they had, and any heirs that wouldn’t rank-up: cousins, aunts and uncles, nieces and nephews. Though some of them were out in the pack itself, they didn’t see a need to stay in the packhouse.
The fourth floor was solely for the Alpha and his Luna and their units, along with the direct heirs to the pack, and visiting council members. Their floor only housed 30 suites, which allowed for larger, more expansive suites which showed their status within the pack.
“I don’t need to be up here. Out in a single dorm would be fine with me,” Wynta had murmured.
“Nonsense, I hear everyone thinks you’re a hidden Alpha, so up here is where you’ll be.” Marrian had smiled at her.
Wynta frowned instantly. “Hang on, you said visiting Alpha’s are on the second floor, so shouldn’t I be there?”
Marrian raised an eyebrow, “Are you a pack member or a visiting Alpha?” she countered right away.
Wynta’s frown deepened, she got her on a technicality, “A pack member… but not of your bloodline, so still shouldn’t that put me with your war generals and ranked members that aren’t in direct line to take over.” She stated after only a moments pause.
“Hmm, now I guess you do have me on that one, but… I, as the Luna, have the right to place you anywhere within the pack that I so choose.
As the Luna to the pack, it’s up to me to allocate housing. So,” she smiled at Wynta now.
“With all that’s going on, I feel this is the safest place for you.”
They were walking down a hallway, and she was looking at the doors. They all had names on them, to indicate where each heir stayed.
She even saw rooms allocated for Marrian and Edwards’ daughters. “Do they come home often?” she asked, pointing to one.
“Hmm, depends really, but they will always stop in if they’re passing through and are required to be here for all Luna Ceremonies. They are full suites and have four bedrooms, so plenty of room for units to travel with them.”
“Are they all mated off to Alphas?” Wynta asked curiously.
“No, only Eve and when she comes, her Mate and the units come with her, they all stay in her suite here. It can get a bit noisy up here when all the children are home,” Marrian chuckled. “I do miss having little ones running around here, all the happy laughter.”
“I’m certain Lance will give you a grandchild before long.” Wynta smiled at her.
“Hmm, I have a feeling Ethan will have a pup before Lance. Got himself a girlfriend and well … hear they can’t keep their hands to themselves. Likely to get pregnant if they’re not careful,” she chuckled softly, sounding more amused than concerned about that.
Wynta turned and looked at Marrian a little wide-eyed. “Won’t that take him out of the ascension line. He’ll claim her if she gets pregnant, right?”
“Yes, and yes it would. Don’t concern yourself with it, they are allowed to walk away from it any time they like, for whatever reason they see fit, it’s not mandatory to be an heir, completely their own decision. At this moment in time, it’s only Lance and Colby truly in the running,” she commented casually.
Wynta stopped walking and stared at her more than confused now. She didn’t understand that at all. “What do you mean by that? Jared?” she asked, confused by the statement.
“Hmm, Jared has always been a law unto himself, he’s not easily controlled. He tried to pull out of the ascension race last night, from my understanding..” she sighed softly.
Marrian chuckled softly. “Well, his door is right there, feel free to change it, the current code is his year of birth.” She smiled. “Oh, I took the liberty of having some clothes put in the suite yesterday when Edward told what the plan was to bring you in. Before Jared changed the code.
Seeing as you wouldn’t have any here. I’II leave you to figure it out. I’d best go hide from Edward. He’ll be hunting me shortly. I got him good today,” she snorted.
“Oh, okay, thank you, Luna.”
“Please stop that, Marrian is fine.” She smiled and turned and walked away.
Wynta turned her eyes to the riddle and thought about it. She’d used her last name as his new code. His last name was Hayes, but the answer was haze, as in a heat haze, she looked up as she heard a gale of female laughter come from down the hall and saw Marrian suddenly bolt off at full wolfen speed.
Whatever she’d done, she’d thought it was amusing and now Edward was hunting her for it. Seems she was as playful as Edward himself. updated by jobnib.com She shook it off and punched in the code 42937 and got rejected. She frowned and shook her head as she realized he’d done what she’d done to him. It was the same word but just a different meaning and spelled differently.
She punched in 4293, and it chimed opened, just one digit different because the Y was the same as the Z.
She walked into the suite and kind of came to a standstill as she stepped into what she could only describe as pure luxury. She was standing in a massive suite with both marble and wood accents, plush-looking furnishings and a wall of windows that looked over part of the pack, there was a fireplace, a large formal dining table, a balcony that stretched from one end to the other.
She walked through it to a massive kitchen. It was all soft grey and white marble. She walked along a short corridor and into the bedroom. It was massive, all dark and light grey; and had a grand view of the packs forest directly outside.
She knew she was on the back side of the packhouse, but to still have such an amazing view wowed her completely.
She walked over to the window and stared outside as she thought about all she’d learned today. Chewed on her lip a little nervously as she watched a few pack members down on the grassed area below, directly behind the packhouse. But then chuckled softly to herself as she saw Marrian bolt across the grass and race off into the woods, shifting to her bright white wolf, one didn’t see that often.

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