The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

They were back to the cave. Evelyn was still conflicted by Twisthat’s final words.

They had explained to him that Scott was their friend who was just saving them from an abusive marriage.

But then Twisthat said that to the world, they would be considered as married as their uncle would have to answer to the Chief of the village.

Meaning they were officially married to Scott. They could only be free when they get married to their individual husbands and after divorcing Scott.

Was this a case of ‘from frying pan to fire’? In a bid to rescue Lydia, they were all getting married to a wolfman.

And why did Margaret demand that they all marry him? It was only Lydia that needed saving. Was she trying to avoid Scott marrying only Lydia?

“And maybe their marriage becomes real?” Evelyn continued her thinking out loud.

She clenched her fists. That Margaret must have been trying to marry Scott herself but couldn’t and had to use all of them.

Now, they were stuck in the forest with a wolf man as husband. Well, she had gold bars to console herself.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

And if need be, she would repay Scott what he spent so he wouldn’t think he actually was their husband.

Evelyn arranged their bags in proper orders to create more space. They’d need a bigger place, surely. She was really excited on leaving the hell hole she had been for fifteen years.

She was sad however that she couldn’t say goodbye to Timothy. She might never get the chance to, also.

She left the cave to outside. It was a beautiful place. One of the pros of staying here.

She noticed a big stone rolled open at one of the caves. She looked around for Margaret and Lydia, they were nowhere to be found.

She cautiously walked into the opened cave and her mouth dropped.

It was five times the size of their own cave. And it had no hole, which was actually better as rain wouldn’t bother them.

She met Scott arranging beds inside and it looked furnished with three big beds inside. With a small table beside each.

She was grateful he spaced the beds apart so everyone had their own space.

She didn’t bother enquire how he got what he gets anymore. He did say he once lived with humans before but moved to the forest as it was peaceful.

She cleared her throat to get his attention.

“Yes?” he seemed to know she was already there.

“A younger brother is joining us. If you don’t mind” she said in a tiny voice.

He stopped what he was doing and faced her.

“Lydia never had a younger brother” he looked into space for a while.

Evelyn titled her head, “Um… well, she does. We do. And let him stay here, please?”.

He came to his consciousness and nodded, “You’re my Lunas now. Your wish is my command” he smiled brightly at her for the first time.

She felt her stomach churn for the few seconds so she quickly left the cave. What was a ‘Luna’?

Was it related to them being his ‘wives’? Was he so excited that he gave a name for it?

“Or was it a wolf thing?” she thought out loud again. She brushed it off. She wasn’t anything to him. He shouldn’t get mistaken. She ran off to find her sisters.

“Bad idea. Bad idea” Lydia murmured as she climbed the hill. It was a bad idea on so many levels.

It was her fault anyway. She had dared Margaret that she could climb a hill in return for half a gold bar of hers.

Margaret was confident that she wouldn’t so had agreed. Now she couldn’t get higher and couldn’t get down either.

“You can come down if you can’t” Margaret shouted from below, trying to discourage her younger sister from winning the dare. For she and her gold bars sake.

Lydia tried reaching for another rock that’d elevate her but she missed it and nearly slipped.

“Um… you might really need to come down now” Margaret repeated, this time genuinely worried for her sister’s safety.

“You think I don’t wanna!” Lydia shouted back in frustration.

Margaret began panicking. So they’d really gotten into trouble. Her sister is stuck and was at risk of falling with her butt.

“Should I go call Evelyn, Scott?” Margaret shouted.

“Don’t leave me here” Lydia begged, holding onto a rock that was almost breaking.

To make matters worse, a wolf howl was heard.

Out of fear, Lydia let go of the rock and landed with her back on the ground. Margaret rushed to help. Lydia let out an excruciating shout that made Margaret’s ears ring.

Scott was helping Evelyn send their luggage to their new ‘cave’ when his wolf sense tingled. He heard the shout afterwards.

Evelyn immediately figured it was Lydia’s. She babbled on how she had searched for them and couldn’t see them.

Scott wasn’t fast in acting. He stood still for a while.

“Go find them” Evelyn was begging.

“I’m on it. I’m trying to follow the sound of her voi…” he didn’t finish and ran off to a particular direction.

Evelyn thought of running with him but she couldn’t find a trace of him. He had disappeared like a breeze, just like how he had saved them from the Killer wolves.

Margaret was astonished to see Scott in front of them. His hair was in the air, red, soft and flying around.

She had forgotten about his red shiny hair for a while. Because since the first day they met, he usually had a cloth covering his hair.

He rushed over to Lydia who was already quiet from pain. He lifted in a bridal carry style.

Lydia turned away from him as tears rolled down her eyes. She was sure that her ankle, which was healing, had gotten worse again.

“Luna, are you alright?” he asked Lydia worried. She said nothing.

“Follow me”, he said to Margaret. She nodded but then, he zoomed off into the forest. Margaret blinked her eyes multiple times, how was she to follow that?

She stood there waiting for him to come carry in a bridal carry but with the growls of wolves coming closer, she ran into the forest hoping to find her way.