The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

Evelyn looked at the line of bodies that were being arranged at the forest. She hurried in, her eyes searching for her siblings.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

They shouldn’t be among the piles or someone had to answer to her. She made sprints searching till she came to their own cavern.

She saw Margaret holding unto Han who had a wound on his left side. She stomped to him, yanking him by the arm, “Why did you leave?”.

Margaret shoved her hand away, standing up to her, “Don’t you see he’s in pain? And he left cos he was told to? Unlike you who hid!”.

Margaret received a slap on her face that shut her up. Han was lost of words while Evelyn was outraged, “Shut up! Where’s Lydia? Let’s pack”.

She went ahead to find Lydia herself. Lydia was at Scott’s watching as Blue Moon’s pack doctor treated him. Sewing his wounds close.

He reached out his hand for her to hold. She reached for it but dropped it when she heard Evelyn’s voice, “Um… take care. I’d be back”.

“Lydia, why did you and Han leave Blue Moon? What part of ‘stay in this house’ didn’t you understand?” Evelyn scolded when she was out.

Lydia looked down, before pointing back at the Cavern she just came out from, “Scott asked that I followed him. And Marg was there so I agreed”.

Evelyn dropped her hands down, she was about hitting her. Did they think on how troubled she’d be knowing they’re not close?

“I guess you’re only worried about Lydia and the boys, and never me” Margaret accused her. She gave a disdained look at her.

She’d never worried, she could care for herself. Unlike a fourteen and fifteen year old boy or a girl who could go loco anytime.

“Margaret, should I compare you to them. You’re more capable…” she trailed off, looking around, “You both should pack. We’re leaving”.

She left them and went in search of a certain Blue Moon soldier that had carried Chan away. She gasped seeing his body in the pile.

“Where’s Chan then?” she wondered. If he was dead, she prayed not, his body would be in the pile.

“I am not leaving anywhere. If you want, take your siblings you love. I’m staying here!”.

Evelyn chuckled, spun and faced Margaret, “You know I don’t like repeating myself” she stressed on every word.

Margaret fidgeted, looked down, but shot her eyes up again, “I mean what I said. Go back to Galdrish, forget me”.

Lydia said nothing and went to their cavern to pack up. Han followed her. They could see the rage building up in Evelyn.

“And who’d you stay with? You’d just be used as bait. And more sexual harassments would come to you” Evelyn sighed.

Margaret blinked as her brain reminded her of the Gerard holding unto her neck and strangling her. She shook it off but it kept coming.

“Bad things have always happened to me. And at Galdrish, we lost both our parent, can you even live there?” Margaret retorted.

Evelyn nodded. She pointed at the Cavern, “Go and pack up. We are leaving. You arranged this marriage with Scott. I’d cancel it. Final!”.

Margaret tried to say more words but a lump grew in her throat, she swallowed it down and walked away, not towards the cavern.

Evelyn rolled her eyes and went into Scott’s cavern. She politely asked the doctor to leave and before she could speak, Scott beat her to it.

“I heard everything, Evelyn. And you won’t leave. Not till I agree with it, at least” he said calmly.

Evelyn scoffed, “”Watch me. And is it the bride price, I’d pay you back…”. She attempted bringing her gold coin bag.

“Evelyn don’t pay me, I didn’t buy you guys. I gave your uncle that as a formality”.

“And so is this marriage, a formality! This place is cool but something out there would come for you guys. We can’t keep on being victims”.

Scott glared at her. He forced Walt to be at peace. Her temper tantrums was not going to cost him his mate. Never.

“Evelyn, I thought you’d be calm by now” it was Jackson. He walked into the cavern with Margaret folding her arms.

“And why call him, to change my mind? I’m the caretaker, I say where we go. Did anyone tell me before turning Han to bait. Do you see side?”.

She was almost crying on remembering the injury besides Han. A boy who, the other day, was having breathing and meridian issues.

Scott softened, he didn’t know Han was used as bait. He stared at Jackson accusingly. Jackson looked sorry. He hadn’t expected the injury.

“It happened fast. Someone had to watch out. He agreed to. It was a Craitan soldier, the one who came with Princess Lena, that striked him”.

Evelyn sighed. Jackson wasn’t helping anything. She and her siblings would never fit in. Living with wolves. Fighting wolves. Never.

“Um… guys… Sorry to interrupt. But who’d seen Chan around. No one said they saw him. Han needs care too, Eve” Lydia muttered.

She stood at the entrance of the cavern, looking innocently at the rest. Where they still fighting?

“No pack doctor should touch Han. I’d do it. Margaret look for Chan. And we’re clear here” the elder sister took Lydia with her.

“Evelyn is impossible. What right does she have to control me. She’s just a year older. A year!” Margaret grumbled.

Walt came to the surface but Scott pushed him down. They should just let Evelyn cool off, this could be like her usual tantrums.

Margaret left and Jackson sat besides Scott, “I’m sorry” he muttered. Scott smiled. It wasn’t his fault. He thought Han was more capable.

“Help them find Chan. If you did, she could stay calm” he advised, “And Princess Lena, Lydia killed her. Remind me to ask Red about it”.

Jackson’s eyes widened, “Lydia! Lydia killed Princess Lena. I only saw her headless body and her head later. How did Lydia…?”.

Scott was frowning. Why was he speaking of her like she couldn’t move a muscle? Yes, she looked delicate but she had energy of her own.

“To subdue Lena, she must have used your Alpha energy. No way else. Lena was skilled. Did you eyes turn red while she…”.

Scott nodded, “It did. And I hadn’t controlled it too” that explained it, “So you can be smart sometimes” he teased.

“In as much as I was a play boy, trouble maker and prodigal son, I still listened to my father teachings sometimes” Jackson bragged.

Scott looked disdained. Playboy? Just like his Alpha. But he was unlucky, his mate wouldn’t tolerate it and cause tantrums.