The Avestan Viewer -- A Wolf Love Story

Chapter 14 -- What's Past is Prologue

The system seemed to work well, it was an autocratic, socialist, free-participation hybrid system of government that worked for our people. Weres were half wild wolf, and strong leadership was required or both wolves and people would die. There were open local grievance courts run by the Beta's mates, and only the largest issues were heard by Stephen. Almost all disputes were handled by the Territorial Betas and reports were sent to Stephen. All of the various pack leaders had joined Stephen during some of their specials ops, and had seen his strength first hand. Shifting was kept to a minimum on the ops but occasionally occurred, and Stephen's wolf was magnificent. He had no open challengers. His father had a few in the beginning, but won them all. The loser was killed by the Alpha during the challenges, so they were rare. 

 Stephen radiated strong authority, confidence, and power, and ruled in the most fair way he thought possible. There were always areas of friction since the Betas were strong leaders in their own right, but they all respected and followed their Alpha.

I started to read the daily reports for Stephen and kept him informed of any issues that I thought might escalate. It took me a long time to understand most of the main issues, and we developed a rhythm and working schedule. Stephen setup an office for me next to his, I didn't want to share his since I desperately wanted to carve out a little bit of my own space. I surprisingly got a lot of support from the women of the pack. My 'escape' as everyone called it was witnessed by many and became a symbol of more freedom from the smothering domination of the males. I hated the fact this was so public, but there were few secrets in pack life. Women all over started demanding more 'personal space', and Freedom Trees and 'Freedom Spaces' sprung up everywhere. They were mini domination-free zones and this just spread through all the Territories.

I was mortified the first time I was shown one of these Freedom Spaces on our tour. I was speechless as a beaming woman, who was the mate of a Beta, took me on a short tour (with my Guard following behind) and walked right up to a magnificent Sitka Spruce and pointed to a sign. It said 'Freedom Tree, dedicated to Luna Danika'. Even though it was winter and everything was snow covered, there were benches around, and it was a peaceful spot overlooking a nice river. She informed me that she often went here and it had become a place of temporary escape and peace for everyone in her pack. Even men came there when they needed some peace, people were left alone here and it seemed to have an almost Zen-like quality. These areas were being created in each pack, mostly as a slightly defiant gesture to the autocratic overbearing Territorial Betas- and of course their autocratic overbearing Alpha.

The pack houses seemed to be built near hot springs since weres enjoyed their 'creature comforts'. We travelled up the coast to Vancouver BC (there's two different cities named Vancouver), and took one of Stephen's private boats to both Vancouver and Graham Islands for brief visits with the Alphas. They had a lot of respect for Stephen since he left them alone, they were also a symbol of freedom for all the packs in his Territories. He may be the Alpha, but each pack gave him the power to be one. He devoted his life to his united packs, setup and enjoyed running his occasional special ops, and loved fucking the stuffing out of me every chance he could get. Which I enjoyed immensely.

The Vancouver Island rogue rehabilitation center was an eye opener. It was setup like a standard drug treatment center, but had to be as secure as a prison. There was a customized plan created for each rogue sent to them, focusing on socialization and life skills. The success rate was pretty low, however, and most of them were executed. Rehabilitating rogues was a low priority for most packs, including ours.

Halfway through our tour we headed to the North Boundary, we arranged to meet with the Alpha of the Yukon Territory. There was no love lost between the two men, but all efforts needed to be made to keep the peace. Over the years there had been a few skirmishes along both sides of the border and a few wolves on each side were killed, but Stephen tightened down his control of the Northern packs until they learned to get along peacefully- if not exactly harmoniously. Disobedience was punishable by banishment or death, and that was a strong motivator. We drove into Whitehorse to meet Alpha Jack Bodin, then would stay at one of Stephen's pack houses at Atlin Lake. I was hoping to see the Northern Lights.