Chapter 2 Moni

Damon couldn't stop the growl ripping out of him when he considered the text he had received. He sat there, stewing angrily for several minutes, before he heard a ruckus outside his office. His head shot up as his door was almost kicked off its hinges. He launched himself over his desk, not in the mood for any of them at the moment. As his hand shot to the blade in his left thigh holster. He whipped it out a second before realizing who it was, almost sagging with relief when he saw her.

"I could hear that growl on the other side of the station," Moni said, sauntering into the office, throwing her jacket into the nearest chair, and kicking her suitcases out of the way before she launched herself across the room and into her Damon arms. "Have you missed me, Damon?" she asked, almost lifting him off his feet as she squeezed the life out of him.

"More than you know," Damon said as he hugged his best friend, his one and only best friend. "I hope you're ready for this; these assholes are hard work. Thank the Luna, you are here, Moni. I want to put every one of them in a choke hold. Sebestian really fucked up," he said as he let go of her and walked back around his desk, slumping into his seat.

"It's that bad?" Moni asked, walking over and slamming the door closed before throwing herself into the chair in front of his desk, propping her feet up on the desk, and leaning back into her cupped hands behind her head. "Who's ass am I going to have to kick?" she asked, laughing at the sly grin that spread across his face at the thought.

"Jasmine's, for sending me to this stupid place," Damon said, almost yanking his hair out. He couldn't help but laugh at the shudder that ran through his best friend. "I'm kidding... kind of; the worst one is Ram. He was another Sebestian; he seems to think it's my fault his partner was sent to Wrangel Island, and he isn't too impressed with you either," Damon said with a sign.

"I've only just got here; what could I have done already?" Moni asked, spinning on the spot as she dropped the book she was inspecting, unable to resist poking around her friend's office.

"You took his job," Damon said with a chuckle at the outraged expression on her face. "He was Victor's second, plus, you do have that effect on people, Moni," he said, howling at the superior expression that spread across her face. Seriously, he had missed her! She was able to make him laugh without even having to say a word.

"It looks like I'm going to have to make this Ram my bitch then," Moni said as she continued to inspect his things. "Make him my assistant, Damon; you might as well really piss him off if he's bitching and complaining already. You know I can't stand the whiney ones," she said, smiling as Damon roared with laughter.

"Are you joking?" Damon asked as he wiped his eyes. Ram had been a pain in his ass from the second he arrived, a week earlier. The thought of turning him over to Moni was tempting. If he would do as he was told, that is. "None of them listen to me," he said with a frustrated shake of his head.

"Have you gone full Alpha on any of them yet?" Moni asked as she slumped back down in her chair with a scowl. She hated seeing her friend stressed out. He was too young to be hunched over with the weight of the station on his back.

"I've kept it to a minimum for now," Damon said. "I wanted to earn their respect, not their fear," he muttered, thinking back to his time at the Melbourne station, the SA station, the London station, and the Hong Kong station before that. He had reformed so many of them that they had started calling him the station whisperer, much to Moni's delight and his annoyance. He had tried to start out as their friend every time. And failed every time, having to revert to being the ALPHA each time. He had hoped this one would be different.

"Tomorrow morning, we are going to call a station-wide meeting," Moni said, ready to wrest some of the responsibilities from her friends' shoulders. "You are going to introduce me to the bunch of reprobates, and you're going to hulk out on them. It's about time they learn who their Alpha is," she said with an evil grin, which turned into a full-on cackle when he started laughing.

"I've missed you, you crazy bitch," Damon said, laughing harder when she jumped up, executing a graceful.

"This crazy bitch is here at your beck and call," Moni said as she straightened up and grabbed the handles of her suitcases. She threw one across the room without warning, testing his reflexes. She laughed when he snagged it out of the air before it could crash into his face. "Come on, you can show me to my royal quarters," she said as she dragged her other suitcase behind her.

"This way, your majesty," Damon said, leading her through the station, past the scowling faces, to her room. He couldn't stop himself from laughing as she traipsed around the room, deeming it fit for purpose. Things were already starting to look perfect.

"So, what were you growling about when yours truly rocked up?" Moni asked as she flung herself on the bed, leaving the unpacking for later. Her grin faded when she saw the look on his face. She sat up, realizing it was time to be serious. She loved playing the joker, but she would end anyone who put that look on her best friend's face.

"I received a text from Jasmine this morning," Damon said with a sigh. "I told her I wanted to sort this lot out before I tried to get a meeting set up with any of the mixed-blood wolves; apparently she had other ideas though. She set up a meeting with the leader of one of the most powerful mixed blood wolves, the new leader of all mixed blood in Nigaland, tomorrow on my behalf," he said, wishing he had something to kick.

"That was kind of her," Moni said with an eyeroll, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "I love Jasmine, but she sure knows how to throw you in at the deep end," Moni said, feeling sorry for her best friend. She had heard of the woman before. Most mixed blood Wolf had; she wasn't exactly known for her tolerance of their group. She supposed it could only be a good thing that Damon would be the one to meet her. He could be extremely charming and diplomatic when he needed to be.

"Oh, don't feel sorry for me," he said with a sly grin when he saw the pity on her face. "If I have to meet this person, you are coming with me. She has thrown us into the deep end, not me," he said with a chuckle at her grimace. "Prepare yourself, Moni; tomorrow, we meet Miss Clary. The leader of Nigaland mixed blood with Wolf's. And I hear she is an Omega, actually," he said with a sigh. This should be fun, he thought sarcastically to himself.

An omega can really hurt their ass if they want to.