The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

He proceeded in carrying the little wolf in his arms to leave.

“Hey!!” Evelyn got back to her feet holding a stick. Margaret shook her head to tell her not to fight back but she knew her sister. Evelyn was stubbornness itself.

“Wont you apologize for your pet wolf nearly killing us, huh?!”.

The wolfman smirked. Margaret found it unbearable adorable.

“But you nearly killed it” he replied, looking Evelyn dead straight in the eye.

Lydia wanted Evelyn to stop since it was fair. She was regretting leaving her uncle’s home in the first place.

“It attacked us first, we didn’t do anything” Evelyn retorted.

“You came to its home to bother him, that’s what you did. Kindly go back home with your sisters” the wolfman said and left.

Margaret helped Lydia up while Evelyn angrily broke the stick.

“How does he know we are sisters?” Lydia wondered out loud.

“We look it” Margaret responded.

Three girls wearing the same boring style of dress. With brown eyes and dark long hair. With long eye lines and identical freckles.

Not withstanding the strong aura of trouble they had.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Let’s retrieve our bags from the shack and find a motel to stay in” Evelyn stomped off. Lydia looked annoyed.

Motel? Why couldn’t they just go back to their uncle. They had vented out enough.

“Don’t give that face. Do you want to be locked in a nunnery, that’s not our thing. We’d be a nuisance” Margaret explained as they limped off.

No motel accepted them. Both for the fact they had insufficient money and no one wanted to be housing them when they ran away from home.

A nice woman was kind enough to tend to Lydia’s twisted legs and accepted to keep them for the night only with dinner inclusive.

But the next day, they’d be going back home. Evelyn was more than irritated by the habits of all the people in her village.

They were scared of getting into her uncle’s trouble while knowing that he abused them. She searched her brain for any of her friends she could visit but majorly all were married.

Girls her age were already married. The rate of women insignificance just kept rising.

“Eve, how about we move to Galdrish?” Margaret crawled to Evelyn’s bed at night.

She had noticed her sister hadn’t even blinked and was in deep thinking. Earlier, she hadn’t tasted her food and had gifted it to Lydia to get better.

“Galdrish? We need to have a letter to go there from the village chief. Only warriors go there. We can’t” Evelyn answered.

“How about, we just leave and stay in the forest. Maybe…”.

“It is the wolfman right?” Evelyn gave a half smile at Margaret.

She looked away but nodded, “It won’t be bad to get to know him though. And we can get refuge in the cave. It is quite protective”.

Evelyn rests her head on her pillow. That was an option. But living with a wild man, a wolfman for that matter was insane. But she was always up for insane things.

And if the wolfman had more man than wolf in him as he showed by being nice on Lydia’s twisted legs, then it would be a swell.

“And if he doesn’t want us?” Eve asked Marg. Margaret was already asleep on her bed.

She smiled as she tried pushing her to her own bed. Margaret was plus sized so it was hard. She just let her stay and went over to hers.

Tomorrow, they had a wolfman to impress.

The next day, he wasn’t at the cave where they saw him last. Margaret was carrying Lydia on her back.

“Should we just turn back? This is as crazy as it is dangerous” Evelyn said to herself.

“No way, he could just be trying not to stay close to where passersby could see him. Like yesterday incident” Margaret toned on hearing her.

A small growl was heard behind them and Evelyn prayed it was the wolfman and his wolf pet.

“Why are you still here?” they turned to see the wolfman. His little wolf was bandaged and looked frail.

“How did you get bandages? Aren’t you supposed to use leaves or something, you must be rich” Lydia blabbered atop Margaret.

She was sleepy and the pain from her leg got into her head somehow.

The nice lady who had helped didn’t have enough bandages as they were expensive. Old clothes were used for Lydia instead.

“Is she alright?” Margaret smirked. Evelyn shrugged and faced the wolfman.

“So, you seem quite normal. And that’s why I am making this proposal” she started.

“You need a place to stay? You ran from your uncle?” he hushed her. The wolf growled angrily.

“Um…” Evelyn went backwards.

Margaret stepped back as well. Why was the wolfman acting like he knew them from somewhere? And what was with the wolf’s temper?

Could the wolfman be a friend of their uncle.

“You seem to know us quite well. Could we stay wherever you stay? For the time being. We can’t go back” Evelyn added, folding her arms.

The wolfman stretched forth his hands for a shake. Evelyn hesitated but reached out for it. He withdrew before their hands could meet.

“I’d like to help you cos I know your uncle isn’t a good man. But, what do I gain from helping you?” he looked from Margaret to Evelyn.

“Hey. Why do you need something in return huh! Can’t you help us now she’s asking nicely, huh!” Lydia attempted jumping down from her sister’s back.

Evelyn rushed to close her mouth, looking at her surprisingly.

“Don’t mind her. She’s going loco” Margaret smirked. Evelyn nodded. She wasn’t wrong. The wolfman smiled at Lydia but it swiftly disappeared.

“Scott” the wolfman stretched forth his hand again. Evelyn nearly reached for it but Margaret took to it first. Evelyn rolled her eyes and dragged down Lydia from her back.

“My name’s Margaret” she blushed. Scott’s eyes flashed deep red and Margaret withdrew her hand quickly.

“I don’t think we would be friends, then” he smirked.

Evelyn wasn’t sure what that meant but at least someone, in or around their village, knew that their uncle was a bad person and was willing to help them.

This may not be the craziest thing she had done but she looked forward to it.