Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
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“Shut up.” Reagan snapped at him again. “I don’t want to hear it.” He stopped Leroy from speaking again as he texted Holly. She was going to just love Leroy. He better hope he didn’t piss her off too much. She was the vindictive type.
Thankfully, after Leroy left, the party moved on and started to get better. The others, who had been mostly silent during the incident, made sure to tell us that they weren’t like Leroy.
“I like Zaley, she is super nice.” Tanner said as he looked at the door. “Leroy is an idiot.”
“Yeah, don’t listen to Leroy.” Parker said soothingly.
“We would never be mean to Zaley. She is too nice for that.” Kent assured me.
“I don’t know why someone would be mean to a friend’s sister. It’s stupid.” Gavin clapped me on the back.
“Come on, let’s have a good time without him here. And now that he is gone, Reagan can play games with us. He can take Leroy’s place.” Diego grinned. “This is a better party now that he is gone.”
We all felt a lot better when our remaining friends showed that they weren’t like Leroy, it helped us to calm down. And when we all had large pieces of chocolate cake while we played the games it helped out a lot. None of us wanted to think about the fact that a friend had turned into an enemy so quickly.
After the video games, we ended up going to the theater room and turning on a scary movie marathon. We had popcorn, soda, candy, and more chocolate cake. It was delicious, and perfect.
I knew that we all needed to calm down, and thankfully, we were able to do just that. The movies were so good that it literally pushed all thoughts of Leroy the loser from our minds. We watched three of them, not finishing until around two in the morning. We were mostly asleep when we turned off the last movie and dragged ourselves back to the party room that we had. It was time for us to get some sleep.
Reagan was about to leave, most likely to go back to his own room to sleep, but we told him that he didn’t have to.
“Come on, Reagan. You’re as much a part of this party as we are.” Diego told him. “Stay here. And we can tell scary stories until we fall asleep.”
“You’re sure that you don’t mind having their big brother here with you?” He looked surprised.
“No, you’re cool. And I want to be like you when I grow up.” Tanner told him happily.
“Aww, thanks little buddy.” Reagan looked so happy to hear that that he decided to stay.
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Riviana
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As Joaquin and I met with many of the dignitaries from Europe, the first ones that we visited due to the timing of it all, we noticed that there was a lot of opposition to what we were saying in the beginning. It was a little difficult to get a lot of humans on board with what we were trying to do at the moment. And a lot of them took a lot more convincing than the president of the United States to accept that what we were telling them was true.
Yes, we still pulled that whole magic door into their office thing. And that did scare a lot of people. They wanted to know how it was even possible for us to do such a thing. And, man, am I glad that I was using a lot of magic those days. Even back when we visited the president that day. I was using so much that I was literally able to interrupt the video feeds from the security cameras in the offices.
I honestly can’t believe that I hadn’t thought about that when I first entered the oval office, but I definitely thought about it after the fact. And then when I spoke to someone that was able to find out the details for me, I learned that the footage seemed to just continue showing the president talking to the politicians. There was no record of me visiting that night at all. And not only that, but there was no record of the phone call between the president and I. That was another thing that seemed to be benefitting us as well.
As time was passing, and with each new visit to the other heads of states, I learned that the same thing was happening with them. There were no call records. There was no video from the cameras in the office. There was never anything that was left behind, except for memories in the minds of the people that we spoke to.
A few of the people that we met in Europe needed to have more than one meeting to accept what it was that we were telling them. They were having trouble with the fact that Joaquin and I were really not human. And their human minds were rejecting what they saw when we shifted right in front of them. The truth of the matter was just too difficult.
The President of France was one of the hardest to convince. You would think with all the things that happen in France, they would have accepted and understood the truth a lot sooner. But that just wasn’t the case. It took us a total of five times visiting Francois Moreau for him to finally accept what he was seeing. And then, during that visit, he just laughed hysterically for five minutes.
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When the man finally calmed down and he admitted that this wasn’t an elaborate ruse or anything like that, he asked how it was even possible that he could help us since we were not human and therefore we were extremely powerful.
“S’il vous pla?t pr茅sident Moreau, nous devons prot茅ger notre peuple.” I decided to speak in French this time instead of relying on English. Moreau spoke English, but I knew that the plea in his native tongue would hold more weight. Not only that, but I was about to repeat it in English anyway. “Please, please, please, President Moreau, we need to protect our people.” OK, this time I said please more times, but it was still the same thing.
“I understand that. As a president that is responsible for his own people, I understand the position that you are in, Madam Gray. I truly understand that you just want your people to be safe when this is over, but what does this do for me?”
“President Moreau, do you think that my people aren’t some of your people? My people are spread all over the world. They are my people because of what they are, but they are your people for where they are. Some of our people are the same. These are your own citizens that we are talking about. These are people that have done nothing wrong. They work normal jobs. They have normal families. The only thing that is threatening them is that someone thinks nonhumans are dangerous and should be dealt with. We have lived here with you all since the beginning. And we have done nothing at all to hurt any of you. All I am asking for now, President Moreau, is that you help me keep their lives as peaceful as they are now.”
“I understand.” He nodded at me. “If they are indeed here and they have committed no crimes, then I see no reason for their lives to change. I wouldn’t want to punish my people for just having a different set of DNA. I am not a racist man, Madam Gray, and I will not let that happen here.”
“It’s more than just a race.” I spoke softly, not really wanting to deflate him.
“Not in my eyes. They are just another race of people. That is all. And I will protect them.” He sounded so determined that I couldn’t fault him at all. He was beyond amazing at the moment.
“Thank you, President Moreau.”
After that conversation with Moreau, there had been a lot of discussions opened up with other leaders. We started getting more bills drafted in Europe and different heads of state putting these bills and laws into effect without the majority of the people knowing what was going on. There was a lot that was happening behind the scenes and that was the best part of it all. No one knew what we were doing because there was so much other stuff hiding it from them.
I knew that this was underhanded and that we shouldn’t be forcing all of this without the humans knowing, but I had no other choice. I needed to protect my people. I needed to make sure that they had nothing to worry about.
About the time that we were going to Asia for the meetings, and therefore gone in the evening while the kids were having dinner and sleeping, that was when the sleepovers that Reagan had suggested were happening. I was still a little upset about the fact that I wasn’t going to be there for Zaley’s first ever sleepover. However, I understood that she was getting older and that I wasn’t always going to be there to see her firsts. I understood that, but it was so hard for me to accept as a mom.
I was keeping myself busy though, as a way of distracting myself from the sadness. And I was putting all that energy toward the issues at hand. I knew that it would be both harder and easier to get what we needed while we were in Asia. For one thing, most people in Asia were a lot more open to the mythical and magical parts of the world. They believe in more spiritual things. Well, some of them did anyway. Not all of them.