Rebirth: The Vengeful Luna's Revenge

ELORA

“Have you gone insane? What sort of ridiculous demand is that?” Beta Dexter asked. He was practically glaring daggers at me.

I scoffed. “I'll forgive you once for this rant, but the next time you talk to I, Elora Whitlock, Luna of this pack again, I won't hesitate to have you killed and thrown to the vultures.” I snapped and he gasped.

“Elora, don't forget that I am the one on the throne; the one with the authority. It's disrespectful of you to come here and say gibberish.” Beta Dexter yelled at me.

Elder Blake held my hand. “Daughter, what are you up to?” He whispered to me.

“It is simple and clear. I am ready to emerge as Luna. Don't worry about the pack. I know everything there is to know because I have been secretly studying books and taking lessons.” I whispered back to him.

“Are you sure you can do this?” He asked.

“Yes, Elder Blake. You have to trust me on this one. I am no longer that naive little princess that everybody knows.”

He smiled and patted my shoulder. “You're doing great.”

I smiled and faced Beta Dexter with a glare. “Your days on that throne are over. You could choose to leave gently or be forced to do so.” I folded my hands.

He frowned. “Elder Blake, are you just going to sit there and watch this little girl insult me?” He asked.

Elder Blake sighed before speaking up. “Dexter, before you ascended the throne, you took an oath to allow Elora to take over whenever she was ready to as far as she had turned 18. She is 18 and says she's ready. Let us hand over the throne to her.” Elder Blake suggested.

Dexter clenched his fists. “She isn't ready, Elder Blake. Look at her, she's too young and naive.”

“For her to have that courage to challenge you shows she's ready, Dexter. I'm not supporting her because I love her or anything, but because I see and understand her point. She's ready!” Elder Blake said.

The remaining Elders walked in one by one.

“Thank God you all are here,” Dexter began after they took a seat. “Elora just came and asked me to step down from the throne and allow her to take over.” He said, and they gasped.

I frowned deeply and looked at all of them. These Elders contributed to the fact that I wasn't able to take over until I turned 20. Whenever I came and asked about the throne, they would come up with different excuses. Occasionally, they would even yell at me, but I endured it all.

Now is Payback time.

“Elora, that's an absurd request.” One of them said,

“I don't have the time to exchange words with you people. I only called you here, so you could witness how I'm going to ascend the throne and become Luna, then you'll help in planning my Luna ceremony.” I smirked.

They all gasped. “Elora!” One of them yelled, but I acted as if I didn't hear him.

“Guards!” I called and they rushed in immediately. Taking one last look at Dexter, I decided to give him one last chance to step down. “My guards are here, Dexter. Do yourself good and step down from my throne!” I snapped.

“Elora, you shouldn't be doing this. You can't rule yet.” Beta Dexter said.

“I have my father's blood running through my veins. If he was able to rule this pack, then I can do better and even better than you.” I pointed to him.

“Elders, we have to listen to her. This is her throne and no one else's. Dexter is only a substitute, meant to stay until she comes of age and is ready to take over the throne. She is here now and must take what she is entitled to.” Elder Blake explained and I laughed.

“Elder Blake, I can't believe you're siding with a little girl. Where in the history of White Tide Pack has someone this young ruled us?” Another Elder lamented.

“In case you've forgotten so soon, let me refresh your memory. Alpha Whitlock was 19 years old before he ascended the throne. Elora being 18 doesn't make any difference. This is her right and the least we can do is support her.” Elder Blake explained, but they were still strong headed.

I snickered. “Dexter, one last chance.” I stated firmly.

“Elora, I am not stepping down from here, and there is nothing you or anyone can do about it.” He yelled at me.

“Guards!” They bowed. “Take him off my throne!” I ordered.

They started approaching him, but he raised his hand up to make them stop. “What do you think you're doing? Are you going to let a little girl give you orders?” Dexter asked them.

They turned to look at me and I folded my hands.

“Look at how small she looks. Is this the kind of person you want to be your Luna?” He asked.

“It's in the heart and not the stature.” I chimed in.

When the guards didn't move, I clenched my fists. Dexter chuckled.

“You see, Elora. I'm the one with the power and the authority. There is nothing you can do to ascend this throne, not while I am still alive and breathing.” He smirked.

I took slow steps to where the guards stood and faced them. If they were dumb, I was ready to make them come back to their senses. How could they serve someone who is only interested in exploiting them?

“Are you two stupid?” I asked and the elders gasped. The guards too were shocked and their eyes widened. “I am sure Dexter hasn't been fair to you. He has treated you people like trash, and you still want him to be the Alpha? Is this madness or what?” I asked. They bowed their heads without saying a word. “Now, tell me the truth, between Dexter and my late father, who did well?” I asked.

They exchanged gazes and, as if communicating telepathically, they answered at the same time.

“Your father.”

“Now tell me. What the hell are you still doing with this man?” I pointed at Dexter.

“Don't listen to her!” Dexter yelled.

“You're right.” They smiled, and I moved aside as they approached Dexter.

When they got closer, Dexter yelled.

“Are you going to let an Omega rule you? That girl is an Omega.” The guards halted and the Elders gasped.

“An Omega?”

“You can't be serious!” I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. Was he that shameless to use the “Omega” trick against me?

Omega wolves are low ranked, but that doesn't dispute the fact that I am the Alpha's daughter and the throne is mine.

The elders shook their heads as they looked at me, and I mentally rolled my eyes. Elder Blake gave me a reassuring look and I exhaled.

“Elora, you're an omega; a low rank wolf. It's not right for you to lead us.” One of the elders said.

“I am an omega, yes, I am not arguing, but that isn't going to stop me from taking what is rightfully mine!” I snapped.

They were about to talk, but I raised my hand. “Hold it, I'm not done yet. When my father was alive, Beta Dexter had suggested they hide the truth about me being an omega. I didn't consent to that and so did my father, but he sweet talked my father into hiding the truth from you all. I should have known he was waiting for the perfect day to bring it to the light, but you know what? It's fine that way. At least, you all will get to see that an omega can do a better job than an Alpha wolf.” I folded my arms.

The Elders exchanged looks before averting their gazes to Beta Dexter.

“So, you suggested it?” Elder Blake asked.

“Yes, because it's a shameful thing for the Alpha's daughter to be an Omega. I did all that for her own good. Should the people find out, their respect for her would reduce.” He defended and I scoffed.

“I never asked you to look out for me, Beta Dexter. I can take care of myself, and I'll take care of the throne better. I have the blood of my father running through my veins. There is no difference between me and an Alpha wolf, so I'd suggest you step down while I'm being nice. You don't want to get forced down, do you?” I asked.

“Enough!” The second-oldest Elder stood up. He glared daggers at me as he approached me, but I stood with my head up. Elder Matt, I knew him too well. He joined hands with Beta Dexter to sell off one of my father's lands after his death. He had automatically added himself to my blacklist and won't be spared either.

“Do you have any idea who we are, child? We are the elders of this pack. We've been doing this even before you were born, and it is up to us to decide whether you'll sit on that throne or not. You're still young and have no experience. Now, go to your room and forget we ever had this conversation.” He turned his back to me.

“Wow! That's a pleasant one. So, because I am omega, you want to strip me of my right to the throne?” I asked lazily.

“No one is stripping you of your title. We are only waiting for the right time — for you to come of age. When that happens, and we see that you are mature enough, we will gladly hand over the throne to you.” Elder Matt said in a matter of fact tone and took his seat.

They think I'll back down that easily, they were mistaken.

“I still stand on my decision, elders, and if you aren't ready to support me, the door is that way.” I pointed to the door, hoping they would just stand and leave the throne room.

“Are you chasing the elders out?” Dexter asked and feigned surprise before facing the elders. “You see what I'm talking about? This girl will throw this pack in the mud if we let her emerge as Luna. She might even turn us into slaves.”

I rolled my eyes and counted 1-5 mentally to calm myself down. There wasn't any need to raise my voice anymore. I'm going to take things slow and steady.

Elder Blake stood up and with his hands tucked into his robe, he faced Beta Dexter.

“As a leader, you're supposed to lead by example. I've said this before and I'll continue saying this. Before the late Alpha died, you promised that you would allow Elora to ascend the throne whenever she was ready. You promised the Alpha that you would guide and make sure she doesn't make the wrong decisions, and I am a witness to that. That day, nothing of this sort was mentioned; omega, age restriction and so on. She said she is ready, and I see her potential. Give the throne to her.” He said calmly.

“What the hell are you saying? Do you want a little girl to be your leader? And not just any little girl, an omega?” Dexter snapped.

“We won't accept that!” An Elder stood up.

I have had just about enough of all these shenanigans. I've been talking and talking, but it seems action is going to speak louder than words in this case.

I snapped my fingers and the guards turned to face me.

“I will give the two of you one last chance to take that man off my throne right now. Disobey my orders at your own risk,” I thundered, and could swear my gaze on them was fiery, judging from how they shuddered, while looking at me.

“Alpha, please step down, or we would have to forcefully take you.” One of the guards said.

“You wouldn't dare! Do you want to have your heads hung on the poles?” He threatened.

“Take him.” I ordered, my voice bold, firm and authoritative. If they don't want the easy way, I'm ever ready to use the hard way.

The guards approached him and grabbed him, taking him away from the throne. He tried to fight them, but couldn't.

“Elora, you're making a grave mistake!” One of the elders yelled.

I ignored him and the cat walked to where the throne was placed. On the floor laid the crown that had fallen from his head when the guards took him. I picked it up.

“Do not wear it, Elora!” Beta Dexter yelled.

I yawned and placed the crown on my head, then took the Scepter and proceeded to sit on the throne.

“Don't you dare sit on it.” They snapped.

I smirked and sat down, then crossed my legs.

“All hail the Luna.” I smirked.