November 3rd
It was the morning and I woke up to the sound of the doorbell. Leo groaned, but eventually got up to answer it.
A few minutes later I heard the sound of a female voice.
"Hey Leonardo, I wasn't sure if you'd be here," she said in a flirty voice.
"Alicia this is my house and it's 7:00 in the morning," Leo answered.
"So you just woke up? Is the new Luna still asleep?"she asked
I had got out of bed and wandered down the stairs to investigate.
"She is not," I answered for Leo.
The girl was a tall model like shape. She had dark brown hair that had once been dyed because halfway down it turned platinum blonde. She had tanned skin and bluish-grey eyes, that mixed with her high cheekbones and defined jawline seemed to remind me of someone. She was wearing incredibly short shorts and a very low cut strappy crop top. She looked hot but the way she stood, flaunting her chest to Leo, irritated me.
"Did you need something Alicia?" Leo asked.
"No, I was just coming to check up. Haven't seen you in a few weeks," she said a sexy smile on her face. "Hopefully we'll met up again soon Alpha!" she called before skipping back down the drive and into the forest.
"Who was that?" I asked.
"That was Alicia," Leo said.
"And who is 'Alicia'," I asked narrowing my eyes.
"A girl I used to know...before I met you."
"She's pretty," I said testing him.
"Do you want some breakfast?" Leo asked changing the subject.
"Yes please," I answered.
"You've slept with her haven't you?" I asked.
He sighed, "It was before we met."
"Well you didn't exactly make it clear to her that it wasn't happening again just now," I said.
"Are you seriously doubting that I would ever be anything but loyal to you?" he asked.
I raised my eyebrow, "Why didn't you tell her to fuck off? Unless she means something to you?"
"It was before we met, and she just was one in hundreds and it never meant anything," Leo answered.
"That makes me feel so much better. Not only have you slept with one other girl but hundreds!" I replied.
"You already knew I wasn't a virgin," he said, "What does it matter?"
"It matters because every girl in this fucking pack seems to have been in bed with you? I'm just another one of them."
He looked up, "You are not just another one of them. You mean everything to me."
"You expect me to listen to that but would you be listening if I was telling you about all the men I'd slept with?" I asked, "I know empathy isn't your strong point but I think even you can understand why I'm angry."
"It's different," he said.
"Why?" I asked, "Because I'm a woman and my value is based on whether or not I'm a virgin?"
He shrugged, "Your body was made by the Goddesses for your mate."
I clenched my jaw, "Then surely yours was made for your mate? Yet you seem happy to throw it at any old girl you find on the street? Why?"
"It's different," he repeated.
"You only think it's different because society sees women as objects for men. You think I owe you so much? You think I owe you my virginity?"
"I just don't like the idea of you being with another man, okay?" he asked, "Is that so bad?"
"Right because if I wasn't a virgin I'd be 'used' by another man. And that pisses you off because you think I am only yours to use."
"You're my mate," he argued.
"And you are my mate," he replied, "Its not saving my virginity for you that I have a problem with. It's the fact that you didn't, even though you expected me to. There's a double standard and that just pisses me off. And for the record, I don't like the idea of you with another woman. We feel the same way about this but only I am expected to pander to your wants because I am a woman and you are a man and that's the way this fucked up world works."
I took a deep breath and stared at him as he slowly raised his eyebrows.
"Okay so..." he said, "What do you want me to do? Build a time machine?"
"Next time some girl comes to our door, remind her that you have a Luna now," I said, "And just be aware of how horribly objectifying and sexist your views are. Oh and never treat me like your property, okay?"
He nodded, "Fine. I'll try."
Half an hour later, I was stood lingering over Leo's shoulders as he read a book on feminism that I had forced into his hands.
It was a foreign topic to him and as a leader of such a huge pack and with so much power and influence, I realised it would be a betrayal to womankind not to educate him.
"So when we have children," I began after we had read it, "What are we going to do?"
"Raise our sons and daughters the same," he recited.
I smiled in satisfaction, "Well I think that's enough for today. But there's plenty more work to be done."