The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

(At the Cavern)

He crossed it, he crossed his line. Lydia would never forgive him.

Scott shook his legs, curling on his bed. He saw Han on the entrance watching him but he cared less. Walt was eating himself up.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Evelyn said she’s okay. It’s best she fainted than charge at you with a stone or something” Han chuckled.

Scott glared at him. He would have so preferred if she had hurt him with something than said those words to him, to Walt.

But they deserved it, they hurt their mate.

He had a killing spree with Dark Dynasty southern soldiers to wild wolves at the ancient route to some wild jackals.

He came home with blood thirstiness, not to add seeing injured wolves, so he pounced on any living person.

But Walt should have known the difference between an enemy and his mate. He was excited for her scent yet couldn’t recognize her.

“A lot of terrible things happened while you were gone so stop sulking already”.

Scott lifted his head from his pillow. Was it Han talking to him that way? The boy seemed serious, folding his hands.

“Well, I’m sorry I didn’t come with any good news and came to cause bad news. What else is worse?” he demanded.

Han glanced at his collections of antiques. He followed his eyes sight. They were dusty and misplaced. He looked back at Han but the boy glanced at the antiques again.

“What happened to them?”.

Han sighed, “Isn’t Margaret the one who dusts and arranges them for you?”.

Scott nodded then he blinked, looking back at the antiques, “Where is Margaret hiding then?” he got up from his bed, going outside.

“I bet you haven’t noticed the changes. I am completely fine. Chan is here. There’s another guy named Timothy” Han enumerated.

Scott just began noticing it. There wasn’t any smoke on the burner and glaze where Margaret usually fried chicken.

And the wolf pups weren’t around the cavern. And everything in his room seemed cold.

“Should I ask or you’d tell me?” he turned to Han. Han shrugged, narrating all the jump scares they’ve had since he left.

Scott’s jaw fell to the ground. Han was careful not to bring the reason for the hunters.

He blamed it on a misunderstanding his cousin had when trying to tell the hunters that the forest wasn’t dangerous. Which is, in one way or the other, right.

“Where’s Chan? He needs to show me a back route to…” Scott bit his lips shut. What was he looking at? A dwarf?

“Oh, and this was the last person Margaret brought before she disappeared. He helped her bring Chan” Han explained behind him.

Scott just gave a careful look at Lu, Lu gave one back before coming closer. Scott went backwards.

“I mean well” the dwarf said peacefully.

“Yeah, right. You’re part of the King’s captives. How’d you mean “well”?” Scott rolled his eyes.

“I was a captive, as you said. My people were murdered. I want the fall of that empire like you and I’ve done enough to gain your trust” Lu looked at Han.

Scott turned him and back at Lu, “Saving Han by bringing Chan doesn’t mean much if Margaret got captured. And where’s the Chan?”.

Evelyn came from their cavern, Chan behind her, “Chan and Lu gained our trust. They helped us when you were gone. Just let them be”.

She said it with an authoritative tone that Scott didn’t dare defy.

“And Jackson?”.

Evelyn scoffed, “He missed his pack so much that he left us”. Han whispered something else to Scott and he nodded.

“He’d be back. As Beta, he had to visit from time to time”.

Evelyn clicked her tongue, “I really don’t care. I just answered your question”.

A stranger walked into them, untying a rope from his hand. He had walked from the cavern where Lydia was so Scott eyed him suspiciously.

Something about the man brought back flashbacks to him. He had seen him year ago, when the accident with Lydia happened.

“I am Timothy Sylvester. I am really sorry about the hunters problem” Timothy apologized immediately.

The man he was looking at, with his fiery red hair and eyes, seemed to be shooting daggers at him the moment he appeared.

“What’s been done, is done. Why were you here anyway?” Scott balanced on one leg.

Han left with Chan leaving the men to talk on what bothered them. Evelyn stood there, awaiting for Timothy’s verdict.

“To visit my cousins actually” Timothy shuffled towards Scott. Evelyn gave him a warning look.

“Well, you’ve seen them. I will be expecting you to leave” Scott deadpanned.

Timothy shrugged. He expected it. Evelyn chuckled. Was Scott feeling threatened or just careful?

Timothy further expressed his desires to be amongst the archers of Galdrish. But having no one there to guide him, he had postponed the dream for long.

Scott didn’t understand if it involved him till the young man asked that Evelyn accompanied him as she had a friend at the army.

Evelyn was confused for a while. How did that got to do with her? What friend?

She’s always wanted to join the Galdrish army but couldn’t as she had no one to help her.

If she had a friend, she wouldn’t have spent up to fifteen years at his father’s house.

“Why must she take you there? And who’s this friend?” Scott enquired, since Evelyn seemed to be in denial.

“Officer Twisthat? I don’t know if he can help you” Evelyn sighed.

The man was only the fellow rank mate of her father as she remembered. If he had been promoted to a higher rank, she wouldn’t know.

“I just need you out of my forest. But in a safe place. Without endangering my Lunas. I think you should find another way” Walt informed.

Timothy stepped back, seeing the wolfman’s eyes red, “I am asking nicely. Evelyn would be back by tomorrow. Galdrish is few hours ride”.

Evelyn stepped forward, “He is my cousin and if he needs my help, I have to help him. I’d be back. And Margaret better be as well”.

Despite how threatening and authoritative that was, Scott found himself nodding and smiling. Jackson really had a worrisome mate, one that matched his carefree attitude.

“I wish you safe travel for her sake. Know if anything happens to her, her mate would shred you apart. I hear you’ve hurt him once ready”.

Evelyn was confused on what Scott was saying, as did Timothy. He did know for sure that it was a warning to make sure Evelyn’s safe.

“Sure, she’d be al…”.

Scott turned away before he could finish, leaving him to swallow his remaining words.