The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

She watched him as he bandaged the lady’s legs. He was really gentle and tended to wince when the lady winced.

Margaret shook the thought if her mind. He was still her enemy. A random rumor of them being mates shouldn’t throw her off balance.

It could be another trick of the dark energy. The place where his mother had passed through had fallen on some maidens.

It would need a whole lot of patching, more protection for the King. Not to add the other victims it fell on.

“Take a break. Let another cleaner take over. And please tell the soldiers to guard Anya incase my mother returns for her”.

The maiden bowed at her King, blushing hard, before leaving.

Gerard turned to Margaret, she looked away, “You are mad at me, right? Yeah, you should” he sat besides her.

“Trouble just keeps coming. I’m really tired” he told her. She made an eye roll and laid back on the bed.

He should do it if he wanted. Stop the war. Now he knew the dark energy was being deceptive, he shouldn’t bother find the other gem.

“I’m sorry for hitting you. It wasn’t me”.

Margaret closed her ears to the apology, wanting to act defiant while heart raced for unknown reason.

Why did she feel like melting? She sighed audibly so he’d leave her alone but she felt him lean closer.

“Hmm, stop acting petty. You don’t need the apology, I just gave it anyway” he played with her hair.

He studied it for a while, and smiled, saying something inaudibly.

When he left her side Margaret sat back up, “What did you say about my hair? Unhealthy?” she fumed.

She experienced some fat shame growing up. People calling her hair unhealthy as her food only increased her size and not her brain or hair.

If this Prince, who’d already crossed his line, dare thread on that path, she’d crush him.

“Who’d you wanna burn with that hot face?” he wasn’t even looking at her but searching his drawer for something.

She laid back on the bed. Did he mean she looked hot or she looked angry-hot? Why was she blushing?

“I said your hair was pretty healthy and a perfect match”.

She felt her heart spark after the compliment. Why was that? Then something clipped on her hair too. She reached for it. A hair pin.

“Is this “sorry for hitting you, please stay with me”? Cos my answer is no” she fiddled the pin, admiring it.

“That’s rather “my last gift to you as you’d be leaving soon”, happy now?” he asked.

She didn’t feel happy he was letting her go. Why? She should. He didn’t seem happy as well.

“So you’re really tired of the war?”.

“Aren’t you?”

“Scott would’ve won the war so it didn’t bother me. You swallowing your pride and helping your people get normal lives is really impressive” she didn’t know how those words flowed out.

“You believe so much in Scott?”

If he wanted an honest answer, she’d scream yes. But knowing she was his mate, and with the weird feeling in her, she didn’t want to hurt him.

“Scott saved me from my abusive uncle. And once saved my sisters and I from Killer wolves. I am very grateful to him” she replied.

The King nodded understandably, “Well, I bet Scott is everything to you now”.

Margaret didn’t get where he was going.

“So get ready, I’d be sending you back to him soon” he touched the pin on her hair before leaving her in the room.

(At the Cavern)

Scott panicked. Evelyn could rather study medicine, and forfeit martial arts, as she was a really good nurse.

And no giver of care was supposed to leave their station. Especially if they had a sick patient around.

“How’s her body temperature?” Han rushed inside the room with a bowl of water, he sprinkled it on his older sister.

“Her body is still hot” he yelped to Scott, who was already being eaten by frustration and panic. He did this to his mate, he did this.

“Let’s take her to Blue Moon. They have someone who could help right?” Chan suggested after seeing them only panicking.

Han swerved his head to Scott and Scott turned to him. They face Chan at the same time and shook their heads.

“Evelyn said she wouldn’t go back there for help. And their Luna would remember that. Also, their doctor is pretty useless” Han recalled.

Chan shrugged, “Your wolf hit her pretty bad. I bet some of her meridians dislocated. And I can’t help. She needs a doctor”.

Scott froze, as did Han, “We’d take her then” they said in unison.

Scott thought, at worse, Evelyn killed him, not physically. But by then his mate would be safe and Margaret home.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Also, you guys need to stay somewhere while I go get Margaret” he added another excuse to the number he’d tell Evelyn.

Jackson face palmed while Scott explained what happened to his mate. Alpha Red, only laughed. He knew Walt would overact.

“I guess I am the only one whose mate stayed safe after our arrival. Kyle’s mate got injured”.

Scott’s eyes widened. He looked around for Kyle but didn’t see him. Alpha Red then added that his mate was getting better.

“It was shocking to know she was stabbed by silver. I was too, few days back” Jackson chuckled.

Scott’s eyes widened again, “She was stabbed with silver? You were stabbed with silver?”.

He gritted his teeth, feeling the pain they might have felt. Silver on werewolves were no joke. Dark dynasty were real beasts.

“Scott, you need to run. Your Luna was on a bounty and is now caught, it’s dangerous” Alpha Red reminded, leaving Jackson with him.

“I’d come with you” Jackson ushered him out of the doctor’s ward, “I was stabbed by a silver arrow by Timothy. You met him?”.

Scott growled, “He stabbed you? He brought some hunters to my forest. Then took Evelyn with him. That guy’s… “.

Jackson pulled Scott to him, “Took Evelyn with him?”. Scott glared at him, swallowed his remaining words and coughed.

Jackson apologized, letting go of his clothes.

“Chill, she wanted to go. She’d be back by tomorrow, you’d go wait for her. So how’d he stab you?”.

Jackson folded his arms, stubbornly, narrating how he was injured badly while trying to save a doe the young man was hunting.

Scott couldn’t believe he saw the young man and let him go.

Jackson further added that he had been instigating the girls to leave cos werewolves were bloody, Evelyn was almost buying it.

Scott swore unknowingly, “I guess our mates’ brothers do leave good first impression. Han literally threw me across a stream when we met” Scott laughed.

Jackson looked in disbelief. Han? Evelyn’s little brother? The boy did look strong and as he said, practiced martial arts for years.

“But wait. What’s our plan exactly for bringing Margaret though?” Jackson paused to ask.

“Lu, a dwarf I saw at my cavern, said he had an idea. Let’s wait around Dark dynasty to know” Scott patted him. They continued on their way.