The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

A meeting was called for in the Blue Moon court. Scott stayed behind as someone who wasn’t part of the pack. But Alpha Red moved him forward.

“Don’t worry, you’re here as guest. Also, you’re very important to this meeting”.

Random topics around the pack were treated before they finally landed on the Dragon Dynasty threat to their way of life.

Due to tighter restrictions from the Kingdom, it had become harder to harvest some tubers at the border lines.

Some pack members hastily opted for war and Scott liked the suggestion. Walt liked it more.

The dark dynasty had called a full blown war but it seemed the werewolves were the only ones not reacting while being the worst hit.

“The Prince has dark magic, his mother as well. I don’t know how powerful it is. He has a lot of soldiers as well. We’d need reinforcements” Alpha Red debunked the idea while acting like he didn’t debunk it.

“The Red Mountains. They have to be another way to get to them” Jackson snapped his fingers.

Scott face palmed. There was another way but it’d take a week. It normally would take five days to go if they were at full wolf speed.

“Why did they stay so far away?” Jackson grumbled. However he was very well away of how the packs distributed land back then.

Red Mountains being gifted with strong warriors where entitled to stay closer to Craitan. A Kingdom known for exploiting young wolfesses.

Blue Moon were to stay closer to a vast land filled with different herbs and food as they were the agricultural strength amongst the packs.

Forbidden Forest were closer to Galdrish, at a forest where unruly wolves and animals terrorized human villages, and their packs.

Their gifts helped them tame the animals, bringing peace to humans and werewolves.

All would have stayed in peace, if not for the ascension of King Julian of the Dark Dynasty. Along with his dragon birds and scheming dwarfs.

Life would be without worry if not of the King. Even his death couldn’t stop the division he caused but only aggravated it.

“I have another suggestion. If the gem that holds so much power is real. Why don’t we use it to defeat these scums!” a man had spoken.

Noisy murmurings and chatter erupted and the Luna massaged her temples from their noise.

Alpha Red held unto her hands, he knew her head easily ached, even if she rather chattered around than rest.

“Silence, all of you! We do not know if the gem is real. But if it is, it’s our duty to protect not use it. It is said to have a darkness to it”.

Scott was amazed to hear that, “Darkness? Like identical to the dark dynasty magic?”.

Jackson agreed, “That could be why they want it so bad. But the bottom line is, whoever harnesses it will get engulfed by it’s darkness”.

This left them no choice. The only option was Journeying for five to one week in search of the Red Mountains soldiers.

(Dark Dragon Dynasty)

Chan heard the unlocking of a metallic bolt and hurrying of feet. The door opened but was slammed shut and bolted, almost immediately.

“Your highness, you are not allowed to feed that prisoner” Chan knew it was the Chief in prisoner’s voice. He sighed and left the door.

“Chan, are you there?” a small voice called him. He opened his eyes and tried to adjust it around the dark cell.

His eyes landed on a bright yellow floral dress that had mud stains at the edges below. He need not look up to know who it is.

“I know you didn’t tell your mother. She found out somehow. Don’t feel guilty” his voice was hoarse from not speaking for long. He coughed to clear it but it became sore.

“My brother said he knew why you lied. If he had stolen the girl like that, it’d be a bad impression. And you’d be hurt. He doesn’t really blame you” the princess sat down on the ground besides his cell further staining her bright yellow dress.

Chan looked at her in shock. She surely was a crazy thing. If he was glad for being here, it’d be cos he’d not be dealing with her. Or be training.

“Why are you here? You’re not helping me by being…” she made him stop his sentence by revealing some bread and fruits she brought.

“I plucked this one myself. I’m growing taller. I don’t need you plucking for me anymore” she smiled.

He smiled back, in relief to see the food anyway. And also as he wasn’t going to be her royal fruit picker in time to come.

“Thank you but you’d be punished” he reminded her while punching on the food.

She frowned but nodded, her smile returned and she leaned in closer.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“My brother had banned all his maids from coming to his room. I think he wants to he married”.

She clapped her hands quietly in delight. Chan made a disagreeable grunt. The Prince better not be thinking of using Margaret as his bed warmer.

What exactly was she being his catalyst. There was no other reason for him to he his maids if he wasn’t bringing someone else.

“Some maids said that he wasn’t able to have fun with them so he banned them all together. Well, I think he’s marrying” she shrieked.

Chan rolled her eyes. So at her age she knew what kind of fun her brother would be having with his maids.

And marriage would never be a solution to the King’s promiscuous habit. Margaret didn’t seem like a solution either.

Perhaps he just lost taste of the women. Or had plans of getting new ones as concubines now he was King.

All the same Chan hoped it had nothing to do with Margaret.

“I’m sorry I don’t have the key to your cell or I’d have gotten you out” the Princess apologized.

Chan chuckled but didn’t let her hear him, “Even if you had the key, I wouldn’t leave”.

“Why won’t you leave?” she asked.

“Well, where would I leave to. I’d be found and locked again or killed. Also, my only family, your mother made them hate me. I’m alone now”.

Chan didn’t mean to sound depressed but his life was holding on now.

“You still have me” the Princess said proudly.

There were banging on the cell door, “Anya, come out this instant”. It was from the Queen.

“And now you’re gone” Chan smirked, returning the uneaten fruit to her, he wasn’t a big fan of oranges, no matter how hungry he was.

The Princess looked sadly at the fruit and then at him before creeping slowly towards the door.

She made sure her mother didn’t come into the cell and dragged her back to the palace with her.