Dead Luna
Chapter 31

Derricks POV

"Joshua is such a sweet guy!" I hear Amelia telling my Beta Jackson as I walk towards the small group, which also includes Leo and Alpha Craig. I have to wonder if this Joshua she mentions is now another werewolf vying for her affection. "Joshua?" I inquire as I step right next to Amelia's side. I see Jackson giving her a hard look, like he is angry with her. Very strange. Jackson is usually a pretty easy going guy, unless he considers something or someone to be a threat. Then Amelia is changing the subject and asking about Alpha Jerome, but I won't be deterred. "Who is Joshua?"

Then Amelia hands her empty champagne flute to Leo. She then places her hands on my shoulders, and is looking deep into my eyes, asking me if she had thanked me for saving her. "Umm...no..."

"Not you! Harry, come out here." She says, and immediately I'm thrown back into my own head while Harry comes forward. I can hear her, though, thanking him for something he apparently did on her behalf. Then she was kissing Harry, and I could feel as Harry got over his initial shock, but then he was deepening the kiss. She tasted like champagne, and I could tell Harry was getting very turned on, when suddenly she was yanked out of our arms and she fell to the floor. Several wolves were fighting to control Alpha Jerome, who had been the one to separate us.

Leo was seen to be picking Amelia up off the floor with Jackson's help, and the three of us left with Amelia, while Craig and Jimmy talked to Jerome to distract him.

Shawn Blake had seen the commotion, and had come to lend his assistance as well, and he mind linked one of the packs doctors to meet us in Amelia's guest room, where we were taking her.

Doctor Sealy arrived within moments of Leo laying her gently on the bed, and began a thorough investigation into her health. He opened her eyes and shined a light in, and felt the back of her skull, after we explained the circumstances. "Does she drink much, usually?" The doctor asks.

"Rarely," Leo informs the doctor, "but this evening she drank 4 glasses of wolf strength champagne. I'm not certain, but I don't think she's ever had wolf strength alcohol before."

"Mhm. Well, she doesn't seem to have a concussion. I suspect she's just drunk. Have someone stay with her tonight to make sure she doesn't puke and choke on her own waste. Then aspirin and plenty of water in the morning." Jackson and Leo volunteer to stay with her, and the rest of us leave.

Leo's POV

After everyone else left, Jackson and I stare at Amelia, trying to decide what to do with her.

"Should we remove that dress, do you think? It looks really tight." Jackson asks me, as he begins to remove the sexy heels that she wore.

"Probably a good idea." I say. I notice the zipper is on the left side of the dress, so that part is easy to maneuver, but it only goes down halfway. And we still have to wrangle her arms out of the delicate spaghetti straps. She was fighting us a little as we wiggled her body out of the dress, but never fully woke up, and was fast asleep as we tucked her under the covers in nothing but her bra and panties. The necklace was still dangling between her breasts.

Jackson takes the only chair in the room, and I sit on the edge of the bed.

"So... Amelia thinks your mate is Joshua, hmm?" I ask, just trying to fill in the silence.

"She's just drunk." Jackson states, defensively. "She doesn't know what she's talking about."

"Oh, that's a shame," I say. "Joshua is a great guy. I know Amelia wants to replace him someone kind and caring. Apparently he wasn't treated so well in the past."

I can practically see the wheel's turn in Jackson's head as he contemplates the idea of a guy for a mate. Eventually shaking his head. But there is still several weeks time before the mating ball in which he might change his mind.

I begin to remove the suit I had worn to the Luna ceremony, and crawl under the covers next to Amelia. All I've got on are my white briefs.

"What are you doing?" Jackson asks.

"Im not wearing my best suit to bed! Im tired, and this seems like the best option. Feel free to join us, or just stay up all night on the stupid chair. Pleasant dreams!"

Jackson thinks about it for a few minutes before removing his own suit, and climbs into the bed on the other side of Amelia wearing his boxers and an undershirt. It was a very uncomfortable chair, after all, being more decorative than functional. It was certainly not meant to be slept in.

We had placed Amelia on her side at the doctors suggestion, just in case, so I was able to spoon in close with my arm draped across her belly, just like I had used to sleep all those years ago. It was very comfortable, and I was quickly asleep with Amelia snuggled in close to me. ***Dream sequence ***

I open my eyes to Amelia staring at me. She's lying naked next to me in bed, the little diamond of the necklace she wore sparkling in the early morning light streaming through the window. I smile at her, but she doesn't smile back. I've got a case of morning wood, and I try to snuggle in close for some good morning s*x, but she pushes me away.

"Something wrong, babe?"

"We've been together for a month now, Leo. A whole month! Why haven't you claimed me yet? Why haven't you at least marked me?"

"I will."

"WHEN?" She screams the question at me.

I'm getting ticked off. It's too early in the morning for this stupid nonsense, and if she's spoiling for a fight I won't get any morning s*x today. Who is she to question what I do? Just some omega chick with no wolf. Just make everyone happy, and mark her already! Lance whines in my head. She's our mate!

I get out of bed and head to the bathroom to pee, taking my time. Then I wash my hands as well as brush my teeth. Lance calling me all sorts of insulting names, and threatening me if I don't mark her immediately.

I leave the bathroom to replace Amelia dressed, standing in the middle of the room with her arms crossed.

"Do it. Either do it right now, or reject me."

"How about this... you mark me first, and as soon as you do, I'll mark you!" I mock her, and enjoy the look of shock and sadness on her face. "Oh, that's right! You can't mark me, you haven't got a wolf!"

"You're just an omega with no wolf." I continue, really digging in hard. "Hardly better than a human. I was actually surprised you could scent me out at all, since you're barely a werewolf. And me, a Gamma? What in the world was the moon goddess thinking, pairing me up with someone like you!"

Tears were starting to fall from her eyes, and Lance wanted to go comfort her. I took a step towards her, but she put up her hand and said very calmly, "Don't you dare come closer!"

She went to the closet and took out a suitcase, and started throwing things in.

"Oh, don't be like this! We can still be together, can't we?"

She shakes her head no, while shutting the suitcase and locking it. Then she looks me in the eye and calmly says those two most horrible words.

"Reject me."

"Oh come on, don't be like this!"

"You can either do the right thing now, right now, and mark me. Or you can do what you should have done a month ago, and reject me." "Babe! No!"

"Do it Leo, please! I'm begging you to just do the right thing! Either mark me and claim me, or let me go."

"FINE!" I shout at her, enraged, while Lance begs me to mark her. "I'll reject you, and then you can go back to working in the damn pack kitchens with all the other omegas. And I'll replace a chosen mate who is my equal, like I should have had to begin with!" "I'm waiting."

"I, Leonard James Hart, Gamma of Winter Moon pack, reject you, Amelia Jane Hearst, Omega of Winter Moon pack."

And I fell to the floor screaming in pain, while Amelia walks out door, suitcase in hand.