The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

Lu found himself running for his dear life again in a forest.

Why did the universe always bring him to such situations? And his friends had been beheaded already.

Curse those werewolves. He thought they’d be strong enough to defeat the soldiers and attack the palace but they fought limply.

Was that all their anger was worth? Or did the starvation take a toll on them?

“Go west, I’d take here” Lu heard a soldier bellow. He buried himself inside a small tunnel, pulling out his knife.

This would be his first kill, that he wouldn’t be regretting. For the sake of the enslaved and dead dwarfs the last few months.

“Lu, come out boy now so we’d take this quick and painless” the soldier snickered. Lu murmured indistinctively. He was no boy.

The soldier lost his guard, returning his sword back to it’s sheath. And plucked a fruit from a tree, “Don’t waste my time…”.

The fruit fell from the soldier’s hand. Blood fell from his mouth as well. He tried turning to see the man who stabbed him but Lu pushed the knife deeper into his back and drew it out.

“I am a man not a boy” he stomped on the soldiers head till it burst open, slashing blood on his face. He cringed wiping it off.

He felt the soldiers soul leave the body. While a darker one possessed him, one that was out to take revenge and saw only color red.

He shook his head. If he became a killing monster attacking all the soldiers sent after him, he’d lose to them.

But if he ran and hide and deal with them strategically, both he and his clan would have a chance of survival.

The only place his instinct told him to go to was the wolf boy’s forest. Despite their differences, they had a common enemy.

Also the werewolves do have a hated towards dwarfs but it wasn’t as deadly as the hatred towards the dark dynasty.

“Hey, where are you?” Lu heard another soldier calling to his partner, who was already dead.

He crawled back to his tunnel and ran off from the other end. He heard some screeches and he knew the birds were coming for him.

Panting with bruises and a bloody knife that had taken three souls, he crawled into the Forbidden Forests border.

He could hear snarling of wolves but with the dragon birds hovering around the border, the wolves dare not come out.

Taken the opportunity, Lu made a zoom past the border lime and towards the middle of the forest where a blessed stream was. He was dry mouthed and tired.

The wolves followed after him howling and growling while he kept on shouting hoping to call the attention of the wolf boy.

Margaret was at the stream having alone time. She noticed the birds and squirrels were running into holes and she worried if she should to.

“Help, the wolves are after me. Help!!” she heard a voice screaming. She could see who it was but guessed it was a child from the height.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Jackson! Wolves are…” she dropped the idea of calling Jackson and ran there herself. The wolves wouldn’t dare hurt her as she was Scott’s Luna. She felt proud referring herself as that.

She car wheeled in front of the wolves waving her hands for them to stop. The victim and already ran past her.

They snarled at her shaking their heads signaling her to move but she stayed out, “Don’t hurt kids, they are other…”.

Her face squeezed. What was she looking at? For the victim she thought was a kid was a disgusting looking dwarf. With blood all over.

She thought of giving way to the wolves but engaged in conversation with the dwarf for a minute, “What are you doing here?”.

He was surely aware that the residents of this forest do not deal kindly with dwarfs.

Before Lu could speak, dragon bird’s screeches filled the whole forest as they called out for him.

“Please, the Dark Dynasty are after my head. I swear allegiance to the werewolves. I swear allegiance” Lu bowed continuously.

The wolves provoked by the dragon birds ran back to the border, howling and gathering courage to send it away from their forest.

Margaret saw another bigger wolf, grey fur and orange eyes, zooming past her, even past the wolves. With such speed she could guess it was Jackson’s wolf.

“Scott isn’t here now. But his Lunas are. Follow me” she ordered the dwarf.

She stopped, looking back at intervals to the dwarf to know if he’d attack her. But he looked hopeful and didn’t seem dangerous.

“What did you do that they’d send dragon birds after you? I feel those are their most dangerous weapons” she would know.

“I annoyed the King. I released some werewolves and hunters from his prison. He killed my clan members” Lu sighed painfully.

Margaret nodded. The guy must have got some guts to defy the King. But he had a good heart if he was doing it for his people.

“I never hear good tales about dwarfs, to be fair, the tales I heard about werewolves weren’t good too. And they’re better” she smiled at Lu.

Lu smiled back, “I’d tell the wolf boy all I know to help him defeat the King. I promise”.

“Boy? How old are you to call him a boy?” Margaret chuckled crossing the river.

“In my forties” Lu deadpanned.

Margaret smiley face faded, “Oh, sorry sir”.

Suddenly, a grey figure attacked Lu, sending him against a tree.

“Jackson wait!” Margaret came between them, “He needs our help. He’s an ally now”.

The grey wolf glared at the dwarf with contempt raging from his orange eyes. He moved closer but Margaret blocked its way.

“Don’t be rude. He’s harmless”.

The grey wolf sat on it’s hind legs watching as the dwarf staggered to his feet.

“Thank you. I understand werewolves and dwarfs have bad history” Lu started, “But I mean well, I really do”.

The other wolf pack came hopping around in happiness, digging their teeth into some flesh. Margaret had a guess that it was the dragon bird.

Lu’s eyes popped out as well. The wolf he was looking at would be of no joke rank if he can shred a dragon bird.

The grey wolf, leading the other wolves, disappeared deeper into the forest.

“That’s Jackson. He’s the Beta of Blue Moon pack and Scott’s friend. I’ve never seen him that angry. Or well, that’s his wolf” Margaret laughed.

Lu watched her, laughing and defending someone she just meant. She must be a very open-minded fellow. He admired that, whereas he was born to never trust anyone.

“Let’s get you something to eat. You look dead” she helped him cross the river and ushered him into the cavern.