Becoming the Luna

Chapter 116

I come down the stairs to see that Shana had cleared up the living room and the center table was now back in it's spot.

"Is Renee okay?" She asks when she sees me.

"I hope so." I mutter.

"It's time to deal with the mess in the kitchen but let's get out of these clothes first." She says, starting up the stairs.

I follow after her, slightly confused. "Why?"

"You don't want flour all over those clothes, do you?" She asks, heading for the third room.

"Oh." I mumble in realization, looking at the closed door to my room when we pass by it and wondering how Dale is doing.

She goes straight to the cupboard and pulls out old t-shirts and shorts, handing a set to me which I take and make for the bathroom.

I pack up my hair too as a precaution, I was going to get flour on it either way but I wasn't about to get more that was necessary.

I come out to Shana doing the same to her hair in front of the mirror and I place my carefully folded clothes on the bed beside hers which is shabbily folded anyway so I do the nice thing and help her refold it.

"Why bother, I'm going to wear it again anyway." She says when she turns away from the mirror and sees me.

I glance up at her, patting down my work. "It's going to get wrinkled, wait is that my room's key?" I ask, moving closer to the side dresser where a key is sitting on. "What's it doing here?"

"I brought it." Shana shrugs. "I locked Dale in."

I whip my head around to her. "You did what?"

"Calm down, let's go down to the kitchen so I'll complete my explanation, he's still fast asleep plus he has his phone with him if he wants to come out he can just give either of us a call."

"Oh." I calm down, following her out.

"Let's dust down the countertops and table tops and basically everything else first before we vacuum." Shana suggests.

"Then we can wipe down the residue, thank goodness you both didn't get the kitchen wet too."

"I'm sorry for giving you so much trouble." She apologizes, scratching her head. "And thank for helping out."

"Yeah sure, but do something like this again and I'll ground you." I say seriously, going to bring out dusters from a cupboard at the far end of the kitchen, were cleaning supplies were kept.

"Yes sir." She agrees enthusiastically, bouncing around when I give her the duster. "Clean up! Clean up! Everybody everywhere! Clean up! Clean up! Everybody do your share!" She squeals out, spinning happily with a big goofy smile on her face.

"Yah! Stop jumping about, Shana." I scold her, reaching for her. "You'll slip."

She stops immediately. "Oh that's true."

"And did you just sing a line from a children show?"

She just shrugs. "I'm still am child, am I not?"

I give her a look. "Actually, no, you're not anymore, now tell me me why you locked Dale in his room."

"Oh yeah, that's because an Omega in heat can force an Alpha to go into their ruts."

"Ruts?" I frown, it sounded familiar but I wasn't exactly sure of what it meant.

"Yeah, it's basically like an Alpha equivalent of heats." She says happily, carefully dusting flour off surfaces.

"Oh I see."

"Yep, there's a lot I have to tell you and you're such a nice listener too, no one is this mindblown when I start talking about Werewolf's structures and behaviors."

I give her a warm smile. "I like listening to you too, you make things so easy to understand." I try to reach for a bowl that has been discarded on a high place but my fingers barely brush it even tho I'm standing up my tip toes, I eventually grab onto it but I get rewarded with a bowl sized rain of flour on my head.

"So." I ask Shana slowly, dusting the flour from my hair and face. "That's why you locked Dale in?"

"Oh my goodness, Hay, I'm so sorry." She hurrys over to me and helps me wipe my face.

"It's fine."

"Yeah, it's unlikely that he'll go into a rut because we got him away in time and Nina's heat hadn't even hit yet but we can never be too careful, I've never seen an Alpha in rut but stories of it aren't pretty."

"Oh?"

"Ruts don't happen often though, they're quite unpredictable too which make them even worse."

"Wait." I pause, looking at my flour covered feet. "Dale isn't in your pack right?" I ask in realization, she had said her pack had one Alpha.

"Well, yeah." Shana turns around to look at me, were on opposite sides of the kitchen. "His dad is still the Alpha of their pack, there's no way they could fit in into ours, it's mostly because Virgil's dad and Dale's dad are good friends that's why they get along, most Pack leaders keep their distance from one another."

"So who's the Alpha? Virgil's dad?"

Shana gives me a curious look then turns around to resume dusting. "Nope, the Alpha of our Pack is a born Beta, Virgil is the Alpha."

I make a face. "Oh wow, that's cool?"

"Dale's dad is an Alpha too though but his mom is a Beta, honestly I wonder how she manages to live in that house with the both of them."

"What, why?" I ask in confusion.

"Born Alphas are a pain in the ass, but it's their nature's anyway, it's not like they can help it, they're possessive, ridiculously over protective, dominant to a fault and rarely see reason but everyone has their faults too."

"Oh." I say again, not sure how to respond.

Sure, Dale and Virgil could be exasperating with basically the same attributes Shana had just mentioned but it was still hard relating them with Alphas, it might take a while.

I was just glad to hear that Dale would be alright, hopefully. "What's going to happen to Nina?"

"I'm not sure." Shana says, rubbing a flour covered hand on her jaw in thought and I clamp my mouth shut on the laughter that almost bubbles out at this absent action. "Heats are a very delicate matter and she's still too young to get pregnant which is what would be the most likely action if someone services her during her heat." 

My eyes go wide. "Servi...ces oh." I gulp in realization.

Shana is already talking again, mostly to herself. "She'll most likely be put on repressants or it might already be too late for that so she'll most likely be knocked out by a sleeping drug."

I gasp in slight horror. "Is it that bad?"

"Very." Shana nods gravely. "Beta males wouldn't be able to come within a couple hundred feet of her, Alphas are even more sensitive which means they would have to keep their distance."

"Even Beta females can get affect too but maturity is usually reached at the age of eighteen so a younger Werewolf would be the best option to take care of her."

"What about other Omegas? Do they get affected too?"

"Yes, just as bad as Alphas." Shana explains. "They get forced into their heats too so you can imagine if there were more Alphas and Omegas."

"It would be utter chaos." 

"Yeah but I didn't mean for it to sound so bad, it's actually not so bad, I just don't want you surprised uncomfortably."

"It's fine." I reassure her, going to get the vacuums. "I appreciate the sentiment and now it's vacuum time!"