The Alpha's Triple Lunas novel Chapter 75

Chapter Seventy-Six – You’re not my Alpha.

It was still a secret. Galdrish hadn’t announced it to it’s masses yet or to it’s outskirts villages. It’s believed they’re negotiating with Craitan.

“I hate Craitan. They once took my mother when I was little” Scott paced around the cave. Lydia felt like holding him but restrained herself.

“They killed our parents too. But by marriage, we have no connection with Galdrish so I don’t think we can help them” Evelyn groaned.

“Or help openly. We can help at the background” Margaret nodded to Lydia and Scott, Evelyn arched her brow at her.

Margaret tapped Han and Chan to wake up. Lydia laughed at their sleepy faces. They had been sleepy headed since the Queen had come.

“The monk temple you both grew up in is close to Craitan. Do you know anything about Craitan army?”.

The boys, having no prior knowledge of the conversation, stared blankly, wondering what Craitan had to do with them.

“Oh, no, Craitan” Chan sighed, after Han and He had been given a load down, “They need more slaves. They have a huge slave market”.

So they’d start a war to achieve that? It didn’t make sense to Scott how people thought that way. Take up others like they’re your property.

Lydia felt him growing more worried and went backwards, avoiding holding him. Why was her body reacting this way?

“Craitan may ask ally of Dark Dynasty. The dragon birds are from Craitan” Chan dropped a bomb. The sisters flung their head to him.

Chan further explained that the dragon birds were failed experiment. The former Dark Dynasty King saved a Craitan Prince from harm once.

He was gifted the failed experiment birds, an eagle-dragon hybrid, from the last dragon to exist. The King could control it, like his daughter.

Chan also thinks the dark dynasty King had found the gem from Craitan from a werewolf they had captured. They hadn’t known what it was.

Margaret was almost sure that if Craitan reached out to Dark Dynasty, Gerard would refuse. He'd said he wanted peace, he wouldn’t ally for war.

“Galdrish doesn’t have allies. They take in lots of war victims. They have lots of helpless villages they protect. How’d they fight this?”.

Scott looked up to Lydia when he felt the fear in her voice, “Don’t worry, their King would find a way around it” she nodded.

“Does Timothy know of the war? He should be safe?” Lydia asked Evelyn. Evelyn shook her head.

She heard of the war from Twisthat, speaking to his superior. She couldn’t warn Timothy. She didn’t think there was anything to warn about.

Margaret scratched her head, “Timothy came here? When I was gone?” her eyes wanted to pop out. Lydia chuckled, nodding.

“He caused lots of trouble for everyone. Be happy you didn’t meet him” Han chided, to make her feel better, and also Scott.

“True. Let him use his arrow skills and kill all of Craitan” Scott sighed.

The rest laughed, except Margaret. She was later stunned to hear Timothy had stabbed Jackson. With a silver arrow?!

(Red Mountains)

Alpha Fredrick is holding unto the head of a man. A human man. The father head of the ex soldier that had been leaving under his mountain.

Fredrick recovered from the resounding pain on his groin when Mica was at the door of the hall, “Mica. I’d find you and kill you!”.

“No, I’d kill you. To avenge myself and my father and my Alpha. You are and never will be my Alpha. Ungrateful brat”

She slammed the door of the hall, opened it later, “And you three. I’d still come cut your arms” she refereed to the three warriors before leaving again.

Outside the courtyard, the elderly lady awaited her with two young wolfess.

“My Lady, let me pass or you’d regret this” Mica warned.

The elderly gave no response but nodding. Mica thought it was permission to pass till the young wolfesses charged at her.

“Watch your girls die then” Mica growled as her dark brown wolf jumped on the girls, biting one’s throat out.

It was so quick, they hadn’t even realized. Mica had always been a fast morphed. The other girl ran back to the elder woman.

Mica felt bad for her, so she gave her a painless death of scratching her head off. It was painless to her. She turned back, standing stark naked.

She gazed at the elderly woman, who hadn’t moved an inch, “I will not kill you, you know that. I’d let you live longer to suffer your regrets”.

The woman blinked slowly.

Mica tore one of the girls cloths from her dead body and put it on. Shouldering the elderly women, she walked away.