His Alpha's Guardian novel Chapter 2

**Kataleya’s POV--4 months prior**

I rolled over in my bed, trying to hit the alarm clock on my nightstand and repeatedly missing it. Justin groaned as I rolled away from him, groggily touching the cold, hard floor with my feet. I shuffled to the bathroom and started a shower. I stood there under the water, trying to find the energy to move and to fully wake up.

I squeezed my eyes shut hoping that it would help. I finished showering, just as Justin rolled out of bed to take his shower. I quickly dress in my workout clothes, while I wait for Justin to finish his shower.

It has been five years since I have taken my oath as Alpha. Five years since I have fully accepted my mate. Five years since my nightmarish hell has ended.

Gosh, so much has changed in that time.

The first thing that changed after the summit was demolishing the pack’s Elder council and I had added my own advisory council. The council consisted of my most trusted advisors. My father was the head of the council, then there was former Beta Damien, and former Gamma Sean. Then, I added some newer, younger faces. Garrison, Gael, Jessica, and Catrina made up the rest of my council. Catrina was the only one that was not a warrior out of the younger faces. Catrina was a school teacher. My goal for this new council was to be more progressive. It was hard for me to keep a council that consisted of bitter old men that did not want anything to do with change. Plus, it still felt that most of them were against me when I abolished the council. Many of the packs, or at least the ones surrounding mine, abolished their Elder councils. Many of us run into the same issues with our councils. Typically, they try to fight any changes or “progressive” ideas that we had simply because the pack was not run like that in the past. News flash: new Alpha means new changes. Changes that you may not always like.

Then, my poor brother…Michael was rejected at the last summit meeting and he wasn't the same afterwards. I did convince him that he needed to ask if he could spend some time in her pack, just to get to know her. It took him a while to stop moping before he decided to seek shelter there…that is where Michael had been for the past few months, steadily trying to convince her to come to him and be with him. He never accepted her rejection. I could not imagine the pain that he was going through with his bond sitting there festering.

I remodeled the lower-level school and was finally able to find more room in the budget to hire some more teachers and was able to reduce the pup to teacher ratio, which was a good thing for us. These pups were sometimes ruthless when you put a bunch of them in a room together.

We have, also, had an influx of new members join, so we started work on a new subdivision and we are hoping it lessens some of the difficulty we were having with housing issues.

Instead of having a summit every three years to discuss issues and concerns, we petitioned for the King to allow us to have them once a year. Since Lucas oversees the summits, he generally has to approve how often we have them, which is fine with me. We have taken turns hosting the summits around the packs in North America.