Becoming the Luna

"You okay, babe?" Shana asks in concern, she's tapping her phone while Mae is driving the car but her sharp eyes don't miss how often her girlfriend gets distracted.

Mae blinks at this, her eyes glancing briefly at the redhead before returning her dark brown eyes to the road. "Yeah."

She was actually, she had just been lost in thought about Dream who had turned out to be an extremely rare male Omega, the next time she had bumped into him, she hadn't been able to catch any whiff of his scent, most likely as a result of scent suppressants.

She could understand why he would want to keep that a secret and even though it itched her to say something to someone, she kept her mouth shut about it.

"Is Dale okay?" She asks to fill up the space of the car, she knew about his rocky college life and although she wasn't pumped to get on the train of hiding things from Hayden she knew that it was best Dale admitted it to their human friend himself.

"I don't even know." Shana sighs, ruffling her pixie cut, a new habit.

Today she had only studs in all her piercings, dangling earrings weren't exactly safe for work.

"I didn't tell you yet but he bumped into someone before we left Brenwich."

"Who?" Mae asks curiously.

Shana shrugs. "No one knows, he didn't get the guy's name, and apparently the guy left town soon after."

Mae whips her head around to face Shana. "Guy? I thought he was straight."

"Well if that isn't the anthem of that issue." She huffs.

"What's so special about the guy then?"

"I'll be damned if I know but he combed through the entire city looking for him before we left and even got a tattoo for him."

"Whoa!" Mae gasps with wide eyes. "That's not just something you do for someone you just bumped into, did you get a name at least?" She asks, pulling up to the Pack House.

"He calls him Jasmine."

Mae cracks up at this. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Something to do with his scent." Shana says absently, hurrying in the direction of the Pack's Clinic.

Mae had grabbed a potion from the backseat for one of her patients. "I've got to take something up to your brother, I'll come check up on you first before I head home okay." She quickly informs Shana, giving her a quick kiss on her cheeks before hurrying up the stairs.

It doesn't take much for Mae to forget about what she deems another quirky story about her friends, more interested to see if her newest creation would work.

Jaxie was suffering from acute insomnia as well as little time to even fall asleep and it was starting to tell on him.

Short of injecting him with tranquilizers, drugs didn't work as they had found out when Mrs. Parcell tried prescribing some for him.

So she decided to come up with some sleep-inducing natural herbs infused with magic, getting it right was really tricky.

She wasn't sure about how she felt about her mom leaving now that Shana was here to take over the running of the Pack Clinic but she knows her mom misses her dad and only stayed this long because her services were needed, mostly for gruesome injuries that didn't heal as fast as scratches and childbirth which was a very delicate affair.

"Hey, Ian." She greets one of the twins who was headed somewhere, as distant as he seemed from the rest of the world, he was actually very good with organizing and tech.

He reduced Jaxon's paperwork by a meaningful amount but Jaxon still managed to get a mountain load of it, it wasn't easy not only running a place as big as this but technically half the town.

"Hi, Mae." The blond man flicks blue eyes up at her, in comfortable jeans and a quirky shirt. "Jaxie is waiting for you in his office."

"Of course." She nods at him. "Thank you." She mutters as she makes her way down the hallway.

As a witch most people expect her to show up in flowy skirts and ridiculous make-up so it whiplashed them when she showed up dressed in jeans and a crop top, hair in a ponytail or braid.

She knocks on the double doors, although Jaxon insists that she doesn't need to, she feels it is polite.

A ruckus is currently going on inside and Mae decides to just go in, seeing as her knocks are going unanswered.

Jaxon was glaring down at Leon who just smiled calmly up at him.

"Get the fuck out of my chair, Leo, don't you have patrols or something?"

Leon looks quite unbothered, in an actual shirt today, most of the times Mae came over the Werewolf preferred to hang around half-naked, tattoos inked on his muscular body.

"You've been complaining that the chair hurts your back so I solved it." He announces magnanimously.

Jaxon blinks at this, confused. "How?" He asks cautiously.

Leon places both hands behind his head and man-spreads. "Sit on me." He says in a low voice.

Okay!

Mae thinks nervously, clearing her throat. "Am I um… interrupting something?" She asks in the most casual voice she could manage.

Jaxon turns around at this. "Mae, I had no idea you were here, I'm sorry for all this…"

His words get cut off as someone else walks in and Mae bites her lip to stop herself from whistling out loud.

She had no idea how the Head Beta did it but sizzling hot men always seemed to surround him.

The person in question had dark brown hair with dark blue eyes and looked oddly familiar like she had bumped into him before.

He walks in holding cushions and some files.

"I um… brought these for your back and found the file you were looking… oh?" He pauses when he gets a good look at the crowd staring at him. "What's going on?"

Mae decides to do the explaining because Jaxon looks just as lost.

"Hello, I'm Mae, half-witch who's also Jaxon's private healer of sorts and you're…"

"Darian, Micall, I know you, you live on the other side of the street." The newcomer says, a dark brown up.

"Aha, I knew it, you're my new neighbor yes? I just need to steal Jax away for a couple minutes." She replies brightly, motioning for Jaxon to follow her to the other side of the office that had the couches and comfortable rig, making sure to close the connecting door.

Jaxon just looks sheepish, skin as pale as ever, dark circles present.