LUNA: Alpha’s Soulmate from Another World

As the day turned into night, a man sat weakly on the stone floor in a damp room dimly lit by a torch’s flame. Blood dripped from his wounded nose and mouth. One of his eyes was tightly shut, while the other streamed with tears. His hair was tangled, and the clothes he wore were tattered and soaked with blood. Two knights and an executioner standing behind the man displayed only expressionless faces yet brimming with emotion.

A groan escaped the lips of the man sitting on the floor, his eyes fixed on a man seated in a chair, legs crossed. This man radiated a strong, dangerous, and powerful aura. His back leaned against the chair’s backrest, which resembled a throne more than a regular chair. His hands rested on the chair’s arms, his fingers tapping lightly.

“Ha… why are you doing this…?” With one hand raised, signaling the two knights, the man sitting on the floor was once again tortured. The sounds of screams and agonized wails filled the room, echoing and creating a horrifying atmosphere for anyone who heard it-except for the man seated in the chair. “I beg for mercy… I beg for mercy, Your Majesty…”

Alkrevas furrowed his brow. Seeing the man groveling near his feet, pleading for forgiveness, was genuinely laughable. He sighed and rested one of his elbows on the armrest, using his arm to support his head. He looked at the man who continued to bow before him, banging his forehead on the stone floor until it bled, before signaling one of his knights to stop the man’s actions. Immediately, his messy hair was pulled back, preventing the man from hurting himself further.

“Agh!” the man screamed, struggling, then cried out in pain as another blow struck his face. “Be quiet,” the knight said in annoyance.

“I… I really… don’t understand, Your Majesty… why… are you doing this to me? What have I done to make you angry and do all of this…?” the man asked, his eyes filled with despair.

The man’s breath became erratic, and due to the silver injection given before the torture, he couldn’t heal. Slowly, his strength faded away, as did the life of his wolf spirit. He then cried and bowed again, causing the knight, who was irritated by the sound, to click his tongue. Alkrevas smiled slyly and looked at the man with a bored gaze. “Please… explain… Your Majesty…!”

“You insolent fool!” the temperamental knight resumed torturing the man until he could only lie weakly in the middle of his blood. “Your Majesty, we should kill him now.”

A cold and terrifying chuckle escaped Alkrevas’ lips. He signaled his two knights to step back before asking, “You’re asking for answers from me, Count Dalmian?”

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Alkrevas shifted his sitting position, this time sitting upright. A mysterious gaze filled his brown eyes, consumed by darkness. His figure, illuminated only by the torch’s flame, created a terrifying silhouette-a true predator playing with its prey before him. One hand extended toward Beta Savon, who loyally stood by the right side of the Alpha.

The Beta took several documents inside his coat and handed them to Alkrevas. “Why am I doing this? You want to know my reason for all of this?” Alkrevas muttered indifferently.

The stench of blood filled the room as Count Dalmian’s blood pooled on the floor. The slash wounds on his Achilles tendons and the sword stab in his abdomen grew worse. Alkrevas examined the investigation reports given to him some time ago. He had deliberately done nothing even though he knew of the Count’s crimes because he wanted to catch the man red-handed, and his patience had paid off.

“Now that you bring it up, I’m curious about something, like…” Alkrevas paused for dramatic effect, causing Count Dalmian to hold his breath and his heart to race.

“The secret documents you hid in your hidden vault, or the illegal human trafficking transaction reports across the continent? Kidnapping? Prostitution? Or… smuggling rogues into the empire? Which one should you tell me about first?”

Alkrevas sneered and tossed the report in his hand onto the stone floor, staining the papers with the pooling blood. “People like you are so foolish and never learn. If you thought your plans might be exposed or fail, you should have burned and destroyed all the evidence.”

Alkrevas stood up and walked closer, stepping on the investigation reports he had ordered to investigate the rogue infiltration that gathered at the inn that day. Alkrevas was certain his enemies were planning something using those rogues, especially since their arrival was close to the Moon Flower Festival. Still, unfortunately, he had acted first by killing them all. “Do I need a reason to crush an insect that annoys me?”

Count Dalmian swallowed hard, noticing the brown eyes of the Emperor gradually turning into a terrifying shade of red. Panic seized him, and he cursed the leader of the noble faction, Marquis Ian Cirillo, who had put him in this position. He should have known that the older man was using him, only to be discarded once caught.

“Marquis… Cirillo…” Count Dalmian muttered. “He… ordered me to open Dalmen territory and smuggle the Rogues…”

“Oh?” Alkrevas smiled faintly, not at all surprised, as Marquis Cirillo’s territory bordered Dalmen and the southern border of Mylonas Capital-the capital of Vasilos.

“You know, if Duke Veniam were here, he’d be furious for being embarrassed in front of me for neglecting his duty to guard the border.”

“Forgive me, Your Majesty…”

Alkrevas sighed heavily. “You couldn’t even kill my soulmate, forcing my knights to work overtime at night to kill the assassins you sent. Are you that foolish? Sending assassins to the Emperor’s residence in the main palace-Grian Palace?”

“Your Majesty…”

Alkrevas clicked his tongue softly. “You’re even more foolish for making me-a Emperor-kneel before you. So it’s no problem if I kill you, isn’t that right, Savon?” Alkrevas asked his Beta, who loyally accompanied him.

“Indeed, Alpha.”

“Your Majesty… forgive me! I beg for mercy… give me one more chance… Your Majesty!” Count Dalmian pleaded, bowing once again.

Alkrevas stood up and brushed off his dirty trousers before walking towards the door. “Unfortunately, I don’t want to waste my energy on someone like you. Kill him.”

After that, Alkrevas stepped out of the room, and the guards on either side of the door immediately closed it. Alkrevas laughed as he heard Count Dalmian’s screams and wails, which sounded like music to his ears until only silence remained.

They walked out of the imperial palace dungeon in silence. Still, when they reached the palace’s main hall, Alkrevas issued a command. “Seize all of Count Dalmian’s illegal assets, inveand state his crimes again, because I’m sure what we’vewhatwe’ve uncovered a small portion of his offenses against the empire.”

“I understand, Alpha.”

“Kill his entire family without exception, even illegitimate children or distant relatives. Anyone with blood ties to him must die.”

“I will do it, but won’t this spark protests and condemnation from the opposition?”

“The opposition, you say?” Alkrevas sighed heavily, pausing in his steps.

“I should have killed them all before they acted recklessly.” His eyes glanced sharply at Beta Savon.

“I am the Emperor, the owner of this empire, and I hold the highest authority in this realm. Every word I speak is absolute law. Anyone who chooses to defy me will be considered a traitor, and those who protest will be eradicated. We can replace them with more competent people.”

“I am loyal and devoted to you, Alpha. I will carry out your orders.”

“Remember, Savon. There must be no exceptions. You never know when one of them will use family and blood ties as an excuse to rebel against me.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

After Savon departed, Alkrevas signaled one of the servants standing in the corner of the room to approach. “Has my soulmate returned?”

The servant bowed obediently and respectfully before answering, “Yes, Your Majesty. Lady Luna has returned and is waiting for you in the dining hall.”

Alkrevas nodded and glanced at the black shirt and black trousers he was wearing. Although they weren’t dirty, the scent of blood clung to him, and he didn’t want Luna to react negatively to the metallic smell lingering on his body. “Tell Zyne to prepare the bathing chamber for me.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

After the servant left, Alkrevas pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration and ruffled his hair in annoyance. Then he walked to his private study and summoned Damon, asking the Hybrid to report on Luna’s daily activities.

As Damon spoke, Alkrevas listened quietly, a mysterious smile on his face. He mused that he couldn’t wait to go to the dining hall and talk to Luna.

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Ghea sat silently at the dining table the following day, eating breakfast. Her body, clad in a simple dress, did nothing to detract from her appearance; the beauty of a Fae was widely known, so it was no surprise that when Beth and Abigail saw Ghea for the first time, they were stunned.

Her long blonde hair cascaded down beautifully, shimmering when touched by sunlight.

However, all that beauty couldn’t mask the expression on Ghea’s face, indicating that the Fae’s mood was terrible.

Beth and Abigail exchanged glances before Beth finally said, “How about we make Luna realize her mistake and choose to leave with us?”

“What do you mean?” Ghea asked in confusion.

This time, Abigail responded, “I’ll tell you something, but you need to finish your food first, since you didn’t eat last night, Ghea.” Reluctantly, Ghea complied with the dark witch’s request because she wanted to hear an explanation of Beth’s words. Ghea quickly finished her meal, and once she was done, Abigail snapped her fingers, enveloping the three of them in a dark green shield.

“I did this so no one can eavesdrop.” Abigail then pulled out a blue jewelry box, opened it, and pushed it toward Ghea.

When Ghea looked at the box’s contents, her brow furrowed in confusion. “What are the ring and necklace for?” Ghea asked irritably. She didn’t need jewelry right now; besides, a Fae like her had no interest in such things. Perhaps fairies did, as they were creatures attracted to beautiful things, but not the Fae.

Even though they were of the same species, the characteristics between fairies and the Fae were very different. “I don’t need any of this.”

“Listen to me. We’re going to make Luna realize her mistake, and eventually, she will choose us.”

“That crazy Emperor won’t be interested in any woman besides Luna.”

“I know, Ghea.” Abigail pulled out the necklace with the ruby pendant from the box and began chanting a black magic spell.

Instantly, the ruby pendant was enveloped in black mist, and slowly, the fog was absorbed into the pendant, causing the gemstone to glow brightly before returning to its original state. “All you need to do is put this necklace around her neck.” Then Abigail explained the idea that had come to Ghea’s mind the previous night. Once she finished, Ghea smiled widely.

She was right to ask for help from Abigail and Beth. Black magic was indeed the solution to all her problems. Ghea chuckled softly, put on the ring from the box, and then placed the necklace back inside. “What will that Emperor feel when he’s betrayed by his own soulmate, huh?”

Beth smiled faintly. “You know, betrayal from someone destined to be with you will hurt a hundred times more than ordinary heartbreak.”

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