The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

Margaret dragged Scott carelessly across the forest. She was scared as other animals came out from their holes, trees and caves to watch her.

She was glad they didn’t attack, even if she didn’t know why. Didn’t Scott only control the wolves?

She couldn’t speak or read animal language but with the ‘expressions’ of the animals, they looked confused why she was dragging Scott.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She calmed down and let him walk on his own. They still stared.

“They don’t see humans all the time” Scott explained. Margaret wasn’t satisfied but she pushed the thoughts aside and focused on heading home.

By now, Lydia would be making the marriage recitals. No matter how she rebellious she is, she wouldn’t want her sister making a marriage vow without keeping them.

“So let’s go over your plan” Scott tapped her shoulders. She turned to him.

“I’d tell your Uncle that I want to get married to all of you at once?”.

Margaret nodded.

“And he’d let me go with you three without dropping marital gifts?” Scott looked unsure.

“Threaten him if he doesn’t” Margaret assured.

Scott flinched, “In case you haven’t noticed, I am not a wild or violent person. As your father figure, it is only right he gains marital gifts before letting any of you go for marriage”.

Margaret was touched by his gentleness more and more.

“You make it sound like it is right to trade gifts for a bride” she said.

Even though she wouldn’t mind being traded for some gifts to be his bride. She shook the thought off and walked faster to her home.

On getting close, there was a racket.

Scott stood far away, not wanting to get thrown by some pans or something. It was obviously women quarreling so pans could be among the weapons of welfare.

“I knew Evelyn wouldn’t let Lydia go that way. I only hope she has a better plan than mine” Margaret smirked as she rushed into the house to know what exactly was going on.

The first things her eyes landed on where the gold bars shining from a silver box. Her eyes attracted to them cos why not.

She diverted her eyes to the man besides her sister. He looked familiar. Was he someone willing to marry Lydia off as well?

“Well, we don’t need your gifts as we have enough riches to marry your son ourselves” Evelyn shot back at Madam Lara.

“Wayward girls, wayward ladies. That’s what you three are” Madam Lara shouted at the top of her lungs.

“No, that’s what you are. Do you think I’d let your son live if I were his wife, huh?” Lydia shouted back.

The men; Sylvester, Reuben and Twisthat stayed quiet as the three women rained abuse on each other.

Twisthat only told himself he’d react when they go physical. The time soon came and slaps began flying through people’s faces.

Still he didn’t have the courage to speak.

Reuben rushed to avoid Lydia punching on his mother but received it himself. Was that the wife he was about marrying?

“Your useless mother gave birth to girls she couldn’t even train. No man would marry any of you. I’d make sure of that” Madam Lara threatened before leaving.

On her way out she met Margaret at the door, Margaret landed a heavy slap on her face. Reuben didn’t see it coming.

“Don’t ever call our mother “useless” for giving birth to us. Between me and you, we know the only importance your son has is being a son” she pointed at the woman as she spoke.

Madam Mara ran past Scott and ran towards her horse. Scott turned to see her, relieved that at least one of the women had stopped the quarrel.

Margaret came back for him and dragged him to her Uncle. Twisthat smiled at her when she came in, she smiled back even though she wasn’t yet sure who he was.

“Uncle, since you want us to get married so bad. Here, this man is willing to marry all of us” she announced.

Evelyn and Lydia stared at her. Can’t she see that the adversity has been adverted? They didn’t need anyone marrying them now.

Scott was confused too. According to what Marg told him, a lady and her uncle was trying to force a marriage of Lydia. If he could act like he was marrying them all, their uncle could let go.

He doesn’t really understand why he needed to marry all of them to save Lydia but he went along with it.

Is the woman that left now, and the quarrel that happened, not a sign that the marriage won’t hold? Why should he still marry them?

Sylvester slowly stood up from his chair, “Are you ready to marry them, sir?” he was shocked that a man was voluntarily accepting the three trouble magnets.

Was he from their town? Didn’t he know these girls?

Scott brought out a bag from his bag. Margaret wasn’t sure what was inside.

He handed it over to Sylvester and nodded.

Sylvester opened up the bag hurriedly and saw bars of gold. His eyes widened. So did every other person is the room.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of them. Don’t come looking for them. Ever” Scott spoke with authority.

Twisthat stood up abruptly and tore Scott’s hand out Margaret’s hold.

“Young man, who are you? What’s your surname? How can you have so much money?”.

Margaret wanted to defend Scott but Evelyn spoke up too.

“Yeah, how do you get what you have?”.

Scott was confused. Wasn’t he trying to help them? Why was he the bad guy or was this part of the marriage questions?

“Um… he’s rich. That’s it. We’ll be leaving now” Lydia answered in Scott’s stead. He looked at her. She held his arm.

“Thank you for wanting to marry us” she gave a fake smile. He looked away.

She turned to her Uncle, who was almost sneaking away, “Even though, my older sister had said that she would take the money for our marriage, it’d be preferred if she doesn’t”. Evelyn nodded.

“But right now, pay up those monks to release, our brother, Han. And send him to the forbidden forest within two days. Or else, we will go to court and report your abuse” Evelyn added.

Sylvester stood still like a soldier receiving commands. Twisthat furrowed his brows when he heard ‘our brother’ but his brain replayed ‘abuse’ more times.

“Abuse? Really Sylvester? You’d need to pay for the abuse. I’m not letting it slide” Twisthat roared. Sylvester nodded again, not wanting to get in trouble with the military.

The girls were overjoyed on how things were turning out. Lydia even forgot her hands were still around Scott’s arms.

It was when Margaret looked at her weirdly, she realized and dropped them.