The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

It was still a secret. Galdrish hadn’t announced it to it’s masses yet or to it’s outskirts villages. It’s believed they’re negotiating with Craitan.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“I hate Craitan. They once took my mother when I was little” Scott paced around the cave. Lydia felt like holding him but restrained herself.

“They killed our parents too. But by marriage, we have no connection with Galdrish so I don’t think we can help them” Evelyn groaned.

“Or help openly. We can help at the background” Margaret nodded to Lydia and Scott, Evelyn arched her brow at her.

Margaret tapped Han and Chan to wake up. Lydia laughed at their sleepy faces. They had been sleepy headed since the Queen had come.

“The monk temple you both grew up in is close to Craitan. Do you know anything about Craitan army?”.

The boys, having no prior knowledge of the conversation, stared blankly, wondering what Craitan had to do with them.

“Oh, no, Craitan” Chan sighed, after Han and He had been given a load down, “They need more slaves. They have a huge slave market”.

So they’d start a war to achieve that? It didn’t make sense to Scott how people thought that way. Take up others like they’re your property.

Lydia felt him growing more worried and went backwards, avoiding holding him. Why was her body reacting this way?

“Craitan may ask ally of Dark Dynasty. The dragon birds are from Craitan” Chan dropped a bomb. The sisters flung their head to him.

Chan further explained that the dragon birds were failed experiment. The former Dark Dynasty King saved a Craitan Prince from harm once.

He was gifted the failed experiment birds, an eagle-dragon hybrid, from the last dragon to exist. The King could control it, like his daughter.

Chan also thinks the dark dynasty King had found the gem from Craitan from a werewolf they had captured. They hadn’t known what it was.

Margaret was almost sure that if Craitan reached out to Dark Dynasty, Gerard would refuse. He’d said he wanted peace, he wouldn’t ally for war.

“Galdrish doesn’t have allies. They take in lots of war victims. They have lots of helpless villages they protect. How’d they fight this?”.

Scott looked up to Lydia when he felt the fear in her voice, “Don’t worry, their King would find a way around it” she nodded.

“Does Timothy know of the war? He should be safe?” Lydia asked Evelyn. Evelyn shook her head.

She heard of the war from Twisthat, speaking to his superior. She couldn’t warn Timothy. She didn’t think there was anything to warn about.

Margaret scratched her head, “Timothy came here? When I was gone?” her eyes wanted to pop out. Lydia chuckled, nodding.

“He caused lots of trouble for everyone. Be happy you didn’t meet him” Han chided, to make her feel better, and also Scott.

“True. Let him use his arrow skills and kill all of Craitan” Scott sighed.

The rest laughed, except Margaret. She was later stunned to hear Timothy had stabbed Jackson. With a silver arrow?!

(Red Mountains)

Alpha Fredrick is holding unto the head of a man. A human man. The father head of the ex soldier that had been leaving under his mountain.

He didn’t know a human had been living under his mountain. One that dare defiled him when he asked for the slave children that ran to him.

A girl was thrown to his feet, he looked at the girl delectably and smiled, “Mica, why did you let your heart grow weak?”.

He looked at her disappointedly. Why had she been protecting humans down the mountain when she was supposed to watch out for them?

She even helped kill his wolfs. She broke off from what the Red Mountains stood for and she’d die!

The girl stood on her feet, glaring at the soldiers that tossed her, “Before tomorrow you’d lose those arms you use to throw me”.

The warriors look down in fear. The energy she emitted confirmed she meant every word. A warrior rubbed his arm, he’d lose it soon.

Fredrick slapped the girl, then dragged her jaw to him, “How dare you threaten my own warriors in front of me?”.

She spat on his face, making the warriors gasp in shock. She asked him back how he dared treat her like dirt and Fredrick burst out laughing.

“I killed your father, Mica. Who gives you the right to insult me? Your father is no longer my Beta. I killed him” he hit the girl again.

Mica sprawled on the floor, cursing why she was chained. She’d have broken this little boy’s bones.

She got up again, “You’re scared my father would take this pack. You’re just insecure and greedy. You even killed your own father”.

The warrior around were shocked to know that the current Alpha had murdered his father. All had been told that the old Alpha had died well.

They felt betrayed. Indeed, they deserved to be out of the trinity pack. They broke one to many rules.

Fredrick attempted hitting Mica again but she fought back and kneed him on his groin. The warriors held her back, pushing her to the ground.

She jumped back up and dived a kick to their necks, all three. She bit the hand of the one with a key and the key fell.

Fredrick recovered from the resounding pain on his groin when Mica was at the door of the hall, “Mica. I’d find you and kill you!”.

“No, I’d kill you. To avenge myself and my father and my Alpha. You are and never will be my Alpha. Ungrateful brat”

She slammed the door of the hall, opened it later, “And you three. I’d still come cut your arms” she refereed to the three warriors before leaving again.

Outside the courtyard, the elderly lady awaited her with two young wolfess.

“My Lady, let me pass or you’d regret this” Mica warned.

The elderly gave no response but nodding. Mica thought it was permission to pass till the young wolfesses charged at her.

“Watch your girls die then” Mica growled as her dark brown wolf jumped on the girls, biting one’s throat out.

It was so quick, they hadn’t even realized. Mica had always been a fast morphed. The other girl ran back to the elder woman.

Mica felt bad for her, so she gave her a painless death of scratching her head off. It was painless to her. She turned back, standing stark naked.

She gazed at the elderly woman, who hadn’t moved an inch, “I will not kill you, you know that. I’d let you live longer to suffer your regrets”.

The woman blinked slowly.

Mica tore one of the girls cloths from her dead body and put it on. Shouldering the elderly women, she walked away.