His Redemption (Complete His Series)
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Liam

After much begging, I reluctantly agreed to let Azalea help heal some of the injured White Moon wolves. I made her promise to help no more than one per day. Luckily, most minor injuries healed before her assistance was needed. All the White Moon wolves were back to good health within a week. Word of Azalea’s help spread throughout the pack. People stopped by the packhouse just to greet their Luna, and I couldn't have been happier.

A welcoming party was scheduled for two days later for all the new White Moon members. The pack had already constructed a few small homes, and more were underway. The White Moon members seemed to be integrating seamlessly, and Azalea was all smiles every day. The packhouse was full and chaotic, but Azalea remained unfazed. She moved everywhere as if floating, helping people constantly. Meals were coordinated and served efficiently, and chores were shared. She had even found jobs within the pack for almost all the new members.

She suggested adding a position for the White Moon delta to my team. He graciously accepted, and Austin ensured his smooth integration. Watching my pack over the last week filled me with pride.

Azalea's leadership of the integration allowed me to handle normal Alpha duties and review everything Austin had done while I was gone. Damien returned a couple of days ago and was also up to speed, not needing to assist with arrangements as usual. We had only one problem left to solve: Missy.

We had sent wolves to her house repeatedly, and all reported no change. Her mother appeared to have been gone for over a week. During the day, Missy was her usual cheerful and helpful self. However, we caught her a few times, when she thought she was alone, crying and calling for her mother. I knew it was weighing heavily on Azalea's heart.

My office phone rang. "Hello," I said.

"Alpha Liam. So good to hear your voice," said Alpha Langston.

"Alpha Langston. Great to hear from you. What can I help you with?"

"Well, we found someone belonging to your pack," he said, his tone worried.

"Oh?" I sat up straighter. No one was missing, as far as I knew. Unless he meant…

"Yes. A she-wolf, actually…"

"Did she give you a name?"

"That's the issue. We found her dead in the woods."

I sucked in a breath. "Understood. Thank you for calling. I will send some wolves to collect the body."

"Sorry, Liam. Looks like a suicide. Let me know if you need anything, and say hi to your wonderful mate."

"Thank you, Langston. Will do," I said and hung up. I sighed. I wondered if this was who I thought it was…

I walked into the packhouse kitchen to find my beautiful mate. She didn't notice me enter as she continued preparing dinner. I watched her in adoration.

"You're a pathetic little puppy when it comes to your mate…" Gavin teased.

"So? And don't act all high and mighty. You can't tell her no either."

"I could if I wanted to." I laughed. I knew what I had to tell her wasn't good news, but I couldn't help the joy I felt whenever I saw her. She finally noticed me in the doorway. A smile spread across her face as she approached.

"My Alpha," she purred. My eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Little Luna," I said, smirking.

"What do we owe the pleasure?"

"Hmmm. I can't remember now; you've distracted me," I said, pulling her close by her waist. She giggled, making me… aroused. "How about this?" I said, kissing her softly. I kissed her hard, having missed her all day.

She broke away, panting slightly. "Now, now, My Alpha," she teased. "I still need to finish dinner. Then you can have whatever you want."

I grinned. This little minx. "Actually," I said, "there's something I need to talk to you about. Think you can step away?"

Her face clouded with concern. We hadn't had any bad news since I returned from White Moon. "Sure," she said. She scanned the room. Finding Lily, she called, "Hey Lil, finish up, please? We'll be back for dinner."

Lily gave us a mischievous smile. "Go make us some Alpha pups!" she called. Azalea blushed and shook her head before turning back to me.

"Let's go," she said.

I took her hand and led her out of the kitchen to my office, wanting privacy. I would tell Damien and Lily later, but Azalea should know immediately. She had spent the most time with Missy lately and should be the one to decide how we proceed. Once inside, she leaned against the desk, looking at me expectantly. I closed the door and went to her. "I got a call from Langston today," I began.

"Oh, how are they? They were so lovely at the wedding," she said.

"They're well. But they found someone on their territory. A she-wolf belonging to our pack…"

"But we have no missing wolves except…" she trailed off, realization dawning. "No, Liam. Don't tell me…" I nodded as her eyes filled with tears.

"I sent wolves to retrieve the body. I checked myself. It's Missy's mother. She committed suicide just outside the border. My uncle says it looks like she did it a few days ago. He has her body for now…"

"But Missy… Now she's an orphan… How do we tell her…" Azalea cried. She rushed forward and hugged me. I held her as she sobbed.

"I know. This isn't what I was hoping to find…" I let her cry for a few minutes until she calmed down. Her swollen eyes met mine.

"What are we going to do?" she whispered.

"Well, we need to tell her. I think maybe we should wait until tomorrow. Let her have one more night. She'll need a guardian and a place to go. She can stay here in the packhouse until then."

She nodded. She straightened. "Yes, we should wait until tomorrow. Austin, Abigail, and a few other families were going to have a movie night in the rec room tonight. Missy made everyone cookies. She should have one more fun night," she said, regaining her composure. "We should tell Damien and Lily, probably Austin too, tonight, though. Lily can help me with funeral arrangements and finding a foster family. She's close to Austin, so he should know so he can help her."

I nodded. I tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled. "What?" she asked.

"You are already the perfect Luna to this pack…" I said softly. She blushed. "Let's go have dinner with our pack members. We can talk to everyone after dinner and begin arrangements in the morning. I'll call my uncle about a timeline for the funeral later."

She nodded. I kissed her softly before taking her hand and leading her downstairs.

We were in bed that night. We had told Damien, Lily, and Austin about Missy's mother. Austin put on a brave face all night with Missy during the movie. Lily agreed to handle the funeral arrangements. Damien and Austin would help with Missy's home and belongings. Azalea and I agreed to tell Missy and find her a foster family. Azalea was fidgeting while reading a book, cuddled against me. A movie was on, but her restlessness made it hard to concentrate. I could feel something was bothering her. I muted the TV and looked at her.

"Baby, what's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm sorry. I'm just worried about Missy…"

"Why?"

"Every time she's had friends over to the packhouse and their parents have come to get them, it doesn't seem like they like Missy much, or maybe just don't like her mom. It doesn't seem like she had many friends in the pack, especially after her mate died…"

I sighed. "I know. But someone will help her. We have a great pack. I'm sure someone will fall in love with her."

"Someone already has…"

I raised my eyebrows. "Who?"

She sat up and faced me. "We have."

I looked at her, confused. I love all my pack, and so does she. We are Alpha and Luna.

"She wants to adopt her," Gavin said. My eyes widened.

"Please, don't be mad. I know we haven't even had my Luna ceremony or talked about the wedding. And we haven't even begun discussing pups…"

"Azalea, breathe," I stopped her. She nodded.

"I'm not mad. But can you explain how you came to this? Help me understand?"

"Liam, I knew how much you loved that little girl the first time I met her. You're so patient and sweet with her. You give her special attention she doesn't get elsewhere. The only person she's more smitten with would be Austin. I also know you've been giving her mother extra money, buying birthday and Christmas presents. I also love her. So much. She's so full of life, and I want her to always be that way. I know it might be weird at first, and we'd all need to adjust. I don't think I'm ready to be a mom, but I also think we're the best people to take care of her. She knows us; she's comfortable here. I understand if you don't want to, but I think we should let her decide."

I stared at her, amazed. She was right. I did give Missy special treatment. We hadn't had any other orphaned children in the past few years. After everything with Azalea, when Missy came around, I couldn't not help her. And I was helping her mother financially.

Of course, I wanted pups with Azalea, but I wasn't expecting anything soon. We had come so far and overcome so much that I was content. She was right; we'd never discussed pups. I didn't know how many she wanted or if she even wanted any.

"Do you want pups?" was all I could think to say.

"Yes, eventually. We should probably get married first. But that wouldn't stop me from taking care of Missy. Plus, I think if she lived here with us, she'd have Lily, Damien, Austin, Abigail, and others looking out for her. Felix is even pretty taken with her. She's one of the only people not afraid of him."

"Okay. Let's give her that choice. If she wants us to be her guardians, we will be. If not, we'll find her a family…" I said. Her face slowly brightened. I hugged her. "Do you feel better now, Little Luna?"

"Yes. Thank you," she said quietly. I felt through our bond that she was calmer and less sad.

Azalea

Missy sat across from Liam and me at a table in the dining room. We decided against his office. She fidgeted, clearly nervous. We'd never had a serious conversation like this with her. She was smart enough to know it concerned her mother.

"Missy, we wanted to talk to you about something very important," Liam began.

"Sweetie, we found your mom," I said softly.

Her eyes lit up. "You found my mom! Yay! I can go home soon, right? When is she coming to get me?"

I looked at Liam, and he nodded for me to continue. "She isn't, sweetheart. That's what we need to tell you. Your mom has passed away…"

Missy was silent for a moment. She looked down. I saw tears welling up. "She didn't want me anymore now that Daddy is gone, did she?"

"No, no, no! Missy, that isn't it at all! Please, sweetie, don't think that," I said quickly.

"Missy, can you look at me?" Liam said. Her head peeked up as she sniffled. "Do you know what a mate is?" he asked.

She nodded. "It's the perfect gift you get from the Moon Goddess for being one of her children. It's the person you love forever and ever."

He nodded. "Do you know that a mate is half of your soul? So, when two mates find each other, they become one complete soul?" Missy shook her head but listened intently. "When you find your mate and you become one, you can feel everything they do. Sometimes you even know what they're thinking. And you can always find your mate, so you never get lost. But when your mate dies, it can hurt a lot. You lose half of your soul when your mate dies, and you feel lost because they're gone."

"So, when Daddy died, Mom lost part of her soul?" she asked.

Liam nodded. "Yes, she did, and it hurt her very much. She tried to be strong for you, but she was very hurt. It was awfully hard for her to take care of you because she hurt so much. She was so happy that you were spending time here with Luna. After all the hurting, she was weak, though. She wasn't strong enough to hold on anymore," he explained gently.

"She died because she was hurt?" Missy said. We both nodded. Tears flowed freely. "Why didn't she ask Luna to fix it?"

My heart ached. "Missy, that isn't the kind of hurt I can fix. I'm sorry, sweetheart." I paused. "Missy, do you want to live here with Liam and me?" I asked. She looked confused. "Do you want the Alpha and me to be your new guardians? We think you should choose, but we were hoping you'd choose us," I said.

She looked between us. "Would I live here?" she asked.

"Yes, you would. You'd get your own room right down the hall from us. The packhouse would be your home forever," I said, smiling.

She looked down again. "Can we have a funeral for my mom?" she asked quietly.

"Yes, Miss Lily is going to make sure your mom gets a good funeral," I told her.

She thought for a moment. Finally, she nodded. "Yes, please. I want to live here with you, Luna, and you, Alpha!"

I hugged her. "I'm so sorry, sweetie," I whispered. She broke down sobbing. I was proud of how she handled it.

I was in Missy's room with her. Liam had arranged a room on our floor for her. Damien and Austin had brought almost all her things from her house. Because she was so young, we decided to lock up the house and leave it for her to decide what to do later. Missy stood before the mirror, looking at her dress for the funeral.

"Are you ready?" I said.

"Yes, I think so," she said quietly. She was holding up better than expected. She cried most of the day after we told her and wasn't as cheerful. Liam's uncle suggested giving her time to grieve and focusing on providing a stable home.

She turned to me, took a deep breath, and took my hand. "Let's go say goodbye to your mom," I said. We met Liam and Felix in the hall and went downstairs.

The service was nice. More people attended than we expected. Missy was brave, only crying as the casket was lowered. When we returned, Missy went to her room for the rest of the night. Liam told me not to worry. I knew she'd need time. She was only slightly older than I was when I lost my parents, but far more mature.

I lay in bed with Liam that night. He watched TV while I cuddled into his side. I reflected on the last few months. I'd been content but lonely at the Inn. I never thought I'd return to the pack. Now, I was almost Luna, and engaged.

"What are you thinking, Little Luna?" Liam asked. I smiled and looked up at him.

"About when I'll finally be officially Luna of Blood Eclipse," I said, smirking. His eyes brightened. I had his attention.

I made several changes to improve clarity, flow, and word choice. I also removed the censored words as they were unnecessary and detracted from the story. I standardized punctuation and capitalization. Finally, I corrected grammatical errors and awkward phrasing throughout the passage.


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