The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

Scott, Alpha Red and Kyle set out for the Red Mountains using the ancient route. That’d be thankfully take them four days.

Jackson had seen the map amongst his mother’s old herbal books. It wasn’t yet ascertained if it was wrong. But the trio hoped to experiment on their way.

By Scott’s request, Jackson was left with the girls at the cavern. The Blue Moon had not been very accepting on them after they claimed Lydia intimidated their kids.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

It was when Scott realized that his Alpha’s aura was rubbing in on his mate. To avoid more complexity, he had to return them to the forest.

“So, see me as your protector, brother and confidant” Jackson said each word while looking from Lydia to Margaret to Evelyn.

He’d have to protect Lydia, she was an Alpha’s mate. He’s prefer Margaret seeing him as a brother as he’s her sister’s mate. And Evelyn, he’d wish to be more than a confidant.

“Hmm, we don’t know you much. Let’s see” Evelyn patted his shoulders before helping Han into their cavern.

“Does he stay they with you three?” Jackson asked, wild-eyed, “He can stay with me at Scott’s cave. Where we can easily create more pills”.

Han replied before Evelyn could, “Yes. I’d stay with you. Please help me take my things there”.

Evelyn eyed her younger brother. She didn’t really know this Jackson guy but she should trust him cos, so far, he had helped them.

“I’d go hunting” Margaret announced, drawing a penknife from her waist.

“I’d go with you” Lydia opted to follow out of boredom.

Her eyes landed in the knife and she dragged it from Margaret, “Pretty. Where’d you buy it?”.

Margaret folded her arms proudly on her chest, “I didn’t buy it. Scott gave it to me. So I’d feel protected”.

Lydia’s eyes dimmed but it sparked back again, “It’s pretty and the color suits you. This can cut through trees” she stabbed it playfully on a tree.

Margaret expected a jealous reaction from her younger sister but didn’t see any, “Yeah. It’s Scott’s first gift to me”.

Lydia chuckled, “His first gift to you was freedom from uncle. Han. And these beautiful cavern. What do you want to hunt though?”.

Margaret frowned as Lydia returned the knife to her with still no visible jealousy. Maybe she over thought and Lydia wasn’t interested in Scott.

Or subtly interested and is taking the feelings. She won’t ask her directly, Lydia was good at masking.

“Anything. Maybe squirrels. Wild boars. Antelope” Margaret stopped when Lydia’s eyes were scowling at her, “What?”.

“Aren’t those random? Squirrels to wild boars to antelopes. Like squirrels, antelope, wild boars, in that order, are hard to find” Lydia stated.

Margaret swirled her pen knife, “Then watch me perform magic, ye of little faith”. Lydia shook her head as they two went out to hunt.

Jackson came out from Scott’s cave. He had been listening to the girls’ conversation with his wolf heating.

He didn’t need the moon goddess telling him that Margaret was trying to cause a jealousy tension between she and Lydia.

And Lydia, either wasn’t interested in Scott or was avoiding the tension. Or was avoiding her feelings.

Since his pack members had said she emitted a powerful aura that scared the kids, it could only mean she was accepting the mate pull.

And Scott’s power were rubbing on her.

Han dragged the last piece of his nag to a Scott’s room, “You know, Scott told me to stay here with hot wine I came here first. But I didn’t”.

He fell on the big bed, “The dude must have been feeling lonely in this big place”.

He was the different expensive antiques in Scott’s room and nodded. Befitting for an Alpha.

Jackson adjusted his bag to one side of the room, “Han, how old are you?”.

“Werewolves don’t care about age. So why’d you ask?” Han placed his hands under his head.

Jackson nodded. The boy did know a lot about werewolves but his sisters don’t. He knew Han must have learnt from the monks anyway.

“I just want to know. And your sisters’ age as well” he tapped Han’s leg before falling down besides him.

Han shifted away. He felt uncomfortable with the close range space. And what’s he using all the info for? He was a mate to one of his sisters not all.

“Well, Evelyn is almost twenty. Margaret almost nineteen. Lydia and I, will be plus one by… five days time!” he sprang from the bed.

Jackson sprang up with him, “Whoa? It’s close. You forgot know your birthday?”.

Han looked at him, “I did for a moment but what if I don’t live to see it. Lydia would be eighteen. I won’t tell you my age. It doesn’t matter”.

A wave of sadness fell of Jackson as he looked at the boy. How could he be so negative? The pills could sustain him till five days time.

“Look, you have the pills and If Scott returns with Red Mountain soldiers, we’d raid that palace and bring your friend. You’d be saved too”.

Han fell back on the bed. The journey to Red Mountains would take a week, give and take, go and come. But he should till be hopeful.

“Thanks. Y’know, if you really wanna impress Evelyn, teach her martial arts. She wanted to be a warrior at Galdrish” He smiled at Jackson.

Jackson was first perplexed to know Han knew who his mate was. He leaned towards Han, “Really? Why didn’t she become one?”.

“Would you have met her if she was a soldier at Galdrish? I’m glad she didn’t, our parents died in war. Also, our abusive uncle never let her”.

Jackson snarled. Abusive uncle? It was always the uncles. Then the aunties would be wicked. No wonder he’s mate was very conservative and hardly trusted.

She would have been emotionally scarred lots of times. And didn’t also grow with true parental love.

He owed her a lot of care. He wondered if Scott knew that he’s mate grew up that way.

“I’d teach her martial arts. I’d teach you as well”.

“What do you think I did during my thirteen years with the monks? Cooking and cleaning? I learnt martial art” Han bragged.

Jackson smirked, “Well you’re really big for a thirteen year old”.

Han’s face fell when he realized he just spilled his age.

“Happy Fourteen! And I’d get you a sword as present” Jackson winked before leaving the room.

Han groaned. That man had to be the most annoying and manipulative person he’d ever met.