Phantom: Red Moon "Excerpt"

Mason stood staring out on the Alpha's command ship. They were just starting to see it, appearing as a large gray ball, floating in front planet Juno. He felt a soft warmth, touching on the fur of his arm and looked to see Rayne, standing next to him with a warm smile.
Mason smiled back, before turning back to the sight of the Alpha's fleet. “You know when I started this clan.” He said, in a gaze of thought. “I never intended for us to be taking on the Alpha's like this. I just wanted to unite us, and help others like myself.” He then sighed. “After all the Federation has done to our people, helping them was never how I expected things to turn out.” He then turned back toward Rayne, her glowing orange eyes were showing concern. “And I would have understood, if any of you had chosen not to follow me into this fight.”
“We're doing this because it's the right thing.” Rayne replied, still softly stoking the side of his arm. “If we turned our backs now and let the Alphas destroy Vana and all of its people, knowing that we could have stopped it; than we'll be no better than the monsters they see us as. We're better than that Mason, that's what you taught us.”
Mason returned a smile while lovingly rubbed her head. “Thank you.” He said.
“You taught us well.” Rayne replied. She then took a sigh, her eyes were still showing concern. “Look Mason, you've done so much for us that we can never thank you enough.”
“You don't have to.”
“I know.” She said, staring up into his eyes. Even in his transformed state, the wrinkles of his age were noticeable. “But maybe, just this once. Why don't you stay back and let us handle this. You've protected and saved us more than I can even count. How about this time, you let us protect you.”
Mason replied with a chuckle. “Ha, are you saying I'm too old?” He joked.
“Mason please.” Rayne begged, still giving him a concerned stare.
Yet after hearing her request, it became apparent that it wasn't concern he was seeing, it was fear. Of all the Omegas in his clan, he had helped Rayne the most. He had saved her at the brink of death, death by her own hands. She was younger then, barely a teen. Yet she, like most Kaiju, was always shunned for being different. It was hard for her to accept who she was when her peers refused to. Mason saved her, and guided her. Over the years she had become like a daughter to him, giving her the love and care that her parents had refused. It was hard being the only Kaiju in her family, but because of Mason she had gotten a new family, a family that accepted her for who she was, flaws and all.
Mason wrapped an arm around her and she leaned her head onto his shoulder. “You've grown into a strong woman, Rayne.” He said. “But I can't sit back while sending the rest of the clan to danger. I'll be fine.” He than released her to look into her eyes again, this time seeing comfort. “Besides, if anything does happen to me I know that the clan will be just fine.” He said before again rubbing her head. “Because they've got you.”