The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

Walt growled inside him, scratching his insides. Scott gulped down the bitter substance again. His face squeezed in distaste.

“Good, right?” Jackson asked, with a nudge.

Scott rolled his eyes. Must he also tease him on such bitter times? And why was punishment of failing a game be taking three shots of alcohol?

And why where they even playing a game when Alpha Red had said he had something to tell him? Wasn’t it urgent?

“Hmmm. Nice move. But my Queen just killed you” Alpha Red snickered before moving his Queen across the board.

Scott made a bored grunt, “I am a replacement to your late Omega aren’t I?”.

The two wolf heads nodded cheerfully, making Scot eye roll again. This wasn’t fun especially if he kept on failing.

“I have a sick boy to tend to. Can we talk on the ‘something’ please?” he moved his King carelessly hoping to get eaten and end the game.

Alpha Red brought out a poster, handing it over to Scott, “Here. And aha, I killed your King” he roared in victory.

Scott looked at the poster intently. Was it an invite to some party? He had always dodged such for long.

The poster had a face he couldn’t quite fathom and it wasn’t an invitation.

“This kinds looks like Margaret?” he looked at the Alpha, happily gulping down alcohol. Scott winced his face, feeling bad for the man.

“Look properly, it’s a bounty on her head. I was surprised to see her today and realized it was one if your Lunas” Alpha Red shook his head.

Scott perused the poster again. Whoever drew this portrait of Margaret had surely never seen her before.

The portrait was smaller than Margaret’s actual size. And she looked rather too feminine.

He wasn’t surprised to see it was set by the Dark Dragon Dynasty queen.

He was only confused on why? And why not all the sisters if she was trying to get back at him?

“How did you get this?”.

“I have a spy in that place. It’s good they aren’t in the forest alone. Something could have happened. That bounty is good” the Alpha responded.

“Then why does he need Margaret? And only Margaret?” Scott probed further.

Alpha Red shrugged. Not even his spy could answer him when he asked. It was just pasted around the kingdom.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Scott made a random guess that it could be because the Prince had met Margaret when she had captured his sister.

He never saw the other sisters and only had a vague memory of Margaret. It could also be why he came to the forest.

To exact revenge on her and her sisters. Walt scoffed on the thought. That prince would have to go through him to touch any of the girls.

“Thanks for this. Can they stay here for now?”.

Jackson began nodding immediately to Scott. It was an absolute blessing if he’s mate would be staying longer than a visit.

“You know you’re mate didn’t really start off well with my mate? So you have to watch them” Alpha Red instructed.

Jackson nodded happily before standing to leave. Scott grinned at him. The guy is steadily having a weak point he could use on him.

“Evelyn is a nice person… when she’s happy” Scott added the last part consciously. He knew the Alpha would feel uneasy seeing how Evelyn was with his mate. The girl could have just been worried and took his out on the sassy Luna.

The two finally their board game and returned into the pack house.

They met Jackson feeing the temperature of Han while Evelyn teased him about his thin eyebrows.

As much as Scott was surprised to see Han, who nearly died, now awake, he was worried of what happened to him.

Han had to report again the same tale he had told his sisters.

He tried to tone down the fact he born half dead child but he’s sure they picked it up as they looked at him pitifully. He didn’t like it.

He assured them that as long as they can find a person who could rechannel his meridians, he was safe.

“About the life sustaining pills plant, I think we have some at the pack doctor’s garden. Only that he can’t make the pills but I guess I can?” Jackson bit his lower lip.

Seeing everyone watching him, he continued, “I’d think of the process. My mom had a herbal book, I’d check” he nodded convincingly.

“But that’s only temporarily. Who can rechannel your meridians. Anyone you know?” Alpha Red enquired with a fatherly tone.

Han looked at me intently. The Alpha’s blue eyes were already searching for answers in his brown eyes. But they wouldn’t like the answers.

“Chan. Current right hand of the Dark Dynasty King. He was senior student of the monks and the only one who can help” Han rapped quickly and exhaled.

He looked down not wanting to see their expressions. They can hurry tell him to just die cos they can’t bring Chan.

Lydia blinked furiously before letting out a snicker. Fate had a cruel way of playing games with them.

If that was the only hope, wasn’t her brother as good as dead? How’s the boy help them when he was part of those that wanted them dead.

“According to my spy, for some reason, that boy is currently imprisoned in Dark Dynasty”.

Han’s face rose when he heard that. Chan was imprisoned? Could it be because he failed to catch them that day at the forest?

“No reason given. But rumors said he lied to the prince about their last trip to your forest, Scott. I don’t know what is about” The Alpha added.

Scott briefly explained the last visit and the boy’s relationship with Han. It’d be helpful if the boy was resentful to the Dark Dynasty royalties.

“Wait, wait, if this boy is really Han’s friend, why did he let his friend get raided by dragon birds. Didn’t that attack start Han’s problem?” Jackson was quick to point out.

Scott did notice, on that day, that it seemed the Prince as well as Chan weren’t aware of the Queen’s plan. Also, the dragon birds were owned by the princess not her brother.

Evelyn wasn’t sure where the conversation was going to. If the boy was her brother’s only hope, and was locked in by the enemies, what were they to do?

“You’re thinking of sneaking him out?” she guessed.

Scott’s shrugged. It was realistically impossible. No werewolf could come close to the Dark dragon Dynasty walls and not get noticed.

“Let’s get you the life sustaining pills first while we think of the permanent solution. Rechanneling your meridians is a permanent solution right?” Jackson inquired to be sure.

On Han agreeing, he hummed some songs while leaving to the doctor’s farm. If he helped Han, he could get in Evelyn’s good books.