The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

(Ancient Route of the Red Mountains)

Mica couldn’t understand. Was it the same route those Alphas and their warrior followed to get to her pack?

She doubted, this one was filled with wild wolves that she couldn’t handle. Their Alpha snarled at her, telling her to go back.

She shook her head, “No can do, sir. I need to pass here. One of us have derailed. It’s my duty as guardian to mend this” she spoke to it.

It seemed to understand as it came forward. She felt her mind link being broken into. Was this wolf trying to mind link with her?

Was it a werewolf? “Mica, daughter of Red Mountains”.

She gasped as she heard a hoarse voice in her head. Her eyes stayed fixated at the Alpha Wolf’s red eyes.

“I am Alpha of the Sprit Wolf’s Pack”. It felt like a dream to Mica. Spirit wolfs? What did they want of her? To send her on an assignment?

“For long, you killed our pack members. Now, we’d repay the favor” the link was disconnected and Mica found herself on the ground.

That had not turned out how she expected. She lifted from the ground and stood at a defensive stance, “How are you guys wolves then?”.

She felt her mind link being tampered so she blocked it further. She shouldn’t communicate. The bottom line was they were Spirit wolfs.

And they weren’t telling her to just go back, they wanted to kill her. To be fair, she had killed a good number of them without knowing them.

One of them charged at her and her wolf pounced on it immediately.

She barely got hold of its neck when another pulled her off by biting her tail. Another threw itself on her and she scratched it’s eye.

She went back as three more pranced towards her. They were too much, she wouldn’t make it. Why did she come back to the mountain?

Where those soldiers hands worth it? She promised she’d take it off and kept her promise but now she has to die by spirit wolfs?Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Alpha of the Spirit Wolf, I have no quarrel with you” she used her mind link. It had been easy breaking through his mind block.

“But I have a quarrel with you” he howled and more of his wolfs ran from the caves and trees.

Mica looked around. One to twenty-five. It hardly seemed fair. She generated all the energy that she could muster to charge at them.

A strange energy flowed through her body, her veins pumped up and down, she closed her eyes to feel it but her eyes shot open.

For a while, she couldn’t see anything but darkness and incoherent growls coming towards her but she slowly started getting her sight.

The wolves went back as they saw her and she could only smirk. Being the her father’s only child had it’s perks. And she was trained well.

She was the only one to inherit the Beta Blood. And it was activated at the time she needed it the most.

“Okay, Spirit wolfs, where were we?” she grinned as her wolf charged towards them, her eyes flashed shiny orange.

(The Dark Dynasty Kingdom)

The King received another letter from his south border. Red Mountains were advancing down their mountains in their numbers.

The war was happening fast. And he doubted Forbidden Forest and Blue Moon Pack were ready. It wasn’t a battle of wits but of weaponry.

They had lots of women and children, and their borders weren’t very secure. If the war starts, they’d be more losses than wins, if they’d win.

“Are you worried for your mate? Her home is going to be attacked right?” Anya tapped her spoon on her plate.

Her brother shook his head and continued eating. No matter how much he worried, it wouldn’t do anything. She won’t come to him.

“Well, here we are sulking when our mates would be killed by morning tomorrow. How breve of us, yes how brave” she sang poetically.

Could she just shut up? It irritated Gerard. This was more than just being brave. It was war. And she’s never know as she hadn’t been to one.

This was exactly how his people had felt during his wars, panic and fear, intense fear. He felt it now, for his mate.

“Well, if you’re so worried, I give permission to you to watch Chan die then. And please, say you came on your own accord!” he remarked.

Anya slammed her hands on the table, “Thanks. My dragon birds and I would make entry to that forest by morning. Save your mate and mine”.

She gulped down her soup hungrily and glided out of the dining hall. Her brother watched her. If Craitan saw that, they’d assume it’s betrayal.

He ran out of the dining hall, after, to stop her, but he only saw her leaving atop her lead dragon bird, twenty more followed behind.

“Back to being an impulsive animal, she is” he said to Flutter who’s was running towards him. The soldier looked at him, confused.

“More bad news?” he took the letter, “And please, saddle my horse. When I say no more war, I really it” he patted the soldier.

When Flutter left, he carefully opened the letter. His eyes darkened on seeing it was a condolence message from Princess Lena.

It had been more than a year since he saw her. The only memory he had of her was she gifting him her body on his eighteenth birthday.

She was beautiful but her sexual urge would be her weakness. She had sex on impulse. She was almost as impulsive as his little sister.

He wondered why her engagement had tarried for almost a year. Her letter said nothing of it only how sorry she was and…

“How did she know about Scott? And, no, I don’t want him dead. I don’t blame anyone for my mother’s death” he soliloquized.

He threw the letter into the fire but as he did, flashes of memory came back to him. The late Craitan and his father speaking of a gem.

The werewolf gem that a boy had. And then spoke of another red-haired boy who had to be found at all cost.

He knew the boy who had the gem and the redhead boy were related but didn’t know how. Scott had to be the red haired boy Craitan wanted.

“And for what reason?” He pondered.

He slapped those thoughts off his head. He should just go get his sister. And continue his life of eternal loneliness.