The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

No one should blame her. She was only human. Margaret giving her a judgy and gloom look all day wasn’t helping her already bad day.

“Sleep already and stop thinking. Or did something happen to you while at the King’s place?” Evelyn asked her.

Margaret looked up then and brought her head down, “He choked me. Then kissed me. Really random, I tell you”.

She felt Evelyn run from Lydia’s side and towards her, “And what did you do to him?” her voice sounded hoarse and wicked.

But perhaps her sister didn’t get her. She was choked and then sexually harassed. She’d be too tired to do anything.

With no response, Evelyn decided not to push it as it could be traumatic for her. And Scott told her the King was no enemy? He was to them.

“I’m sorry” she rubbed her back.

Margaret nodded, leaning on her shoulders, “So tell me, why were you blushing?”.

Her elder sister fell silent but she wouldn’t let it go. She wanted to know what was possibly said. Her sister was hardly impressed.

“I tripped and fell. Jackson then said some random things like he felt my pain. Blah blah. He later said he didn’t physically but you know”.

Margaret could read how casual her sister made it sound. If someone could feel her pain, she’d be indebted cos she had a lot on her.

And Jackson could feel her pain one day. The King was able to feel hers, she didn’t know if it was the mate stuff or dark energy. Or both.

“So that made you blush..”.

“I didn’t blush. I stayed under the rain for long waiting for someone to open up the cave. I almost had fever” the sister defended.

Margaret snickered, “Yeah, right. Anything that rocks your boat”.

Jackson walked into the room, minutes later, holding a bowl of hot soup. Margaret was nearly asleep on Evelyn’s laps.

“Eve, are you awake?”.

“Don’t Eve me. Only my family calls me Eve. They’ve forgotten it anyway” she rubbed Margaret ears so she’d sleep better.

“So I can call you then” he placed the soup on a stool and dragged it closer to her, “I made it from my mom’s old recipe book, with my sister”.

Evelyn perused the soup quickly incase of… well, anything harmful. She always had her danger instincts on, no matter where.

“You have a sister?” she took a sip, “Wow. You really need to teach your pack cook how to make good stuff. This is good”.

She sipped more and bit on the fish. She realized Jackson hadn’t responded to her compliment or on his sister.

Glaring at him, she said, “I don’t give compliments much. The least you can do when I do is say ‘thank you’, you know”.

Jackson gasped, he had been dwelling on her complimenting him that he forgot to thank her, “Thanks. And the pack cook is… the Luna”.

Evelyn unconsciously spat out her food, laughing. Jackson laughed with her, he couldn’t help it.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“No wonder she felt hurt when I said the cook’s bad. But must the pack Luna be the cook? Like she’s the mother of all?” Evelyn had to know.

Jackson nodded, “She’s the Alpha’s Luna so yeah. The Beta’s mate could do it too, if she’s a better cook”.

“I pray she is then. That soup was bad” Evelyn kept on laughing, going back to the soup. Jackson smiled.

He knew Evelyn as a good cook so the prayer was answered already. Only does she know herself as his mate?

Scott had always told him to not speak of it but he didn’t want Scott’s fear to bind him to. He knew Scott was afraid of rejection.

Anyone would be. But he rather speak of it, and expect whatever than just say nothing.

“Oh, wait. Aren’t you this pack’s Beta though? Or are they more than one?” she was done with the soup.

She carefully placed Margaret’s head on her bed and crept from her side. “You’d be a good mom” Jackson said, randomly.

Evelyn just gave a flat smile, she heard that a lot. “But be the worst of wives. Ever heard I ran off my wedding?”.

Jackson frowned, “That wasn’t your fault. If you’re getting married happily, I bet you won’t run off”.

Evelyn sighed, “No, I accepted the wedding proposal cos the man’s rich but ran to watch a wrestling match. My sisters were alone there”.

She bit her lips thinking of it. She didn’t want those flirty sweaty men harassing her sisters. So had to run off cos the wedding would take long.

Her sisters didn’t want to attend the wedding. She didn’t regret it much. She later heard the man already had two ladies pregnant.

“Your family is the most important to you then. Your husband would have to be on their good side” Jackson spoke to himself more than her.

“Yeah, once Lydia told me she hated a guy who liked me. I hated him too. And Margaret whoever crushes on, I be friendly with them”.

She smiled on that, and Margaret had had lots of crushes, “Anyway, I bet your sibling is more important to you than anyone too”.

Jackson had to nod. Though he didn’t grow up with his sister. He had always travelled around, looking for trouble, earning the ‘prodigal son’.

But when he returned, after his mother’s death, they bonded and she became the most important thing. Though he felt that could change.

“Evelyn, do you think you can stay here forever. In this world?” he enquired, looking her in the eyes.

She became blank faced, “What world? Earth? Yeah?”.

“No, I mean. The werewolf world. Amongst the packs, like this. With your sisters of course, or they being safe wherever”.

She laid on her back on the bed, “Well, this ‘world’ is nice but I have other dreams. Timothy wants… Well, I want to be a soldier” she nodded.

Jackson’s face squeezed on hearing about Timothy. The man must have chattered more about leaving this place. And she’s buying it.

“Oh, you do know you can be one here” he added. She only gave a shrug. He could feel her getting sleepy, she’s tired and probably cold.

“Anyway, goodnight” he came close and wrapped her safely with the blanket.

She was caught off guard seeing him close, her cheeks flushed.

“Thank you, goodnight” she turned away. Jackson smiled but it faded off, he wouldn’t take her answer as a rejection and try again next time.

“Are you this pack’s Beta anyway? You didn’t answer and I guess you are?”.

He turned back to her, “Yea, I am. I really hope I get a good wife who could help in cooking, for my pack’s sake”.

She chuckled, “I hope for you too”. They shared goodnights again before he left.

Margaret looked at them. She had been awake since Evelyn left her side. Her sister was pretty oblivious.

But she would help that. Since they had the best people as mates, she’d have to help them stay together.