She is mine

-Alfred-

" How did you get that scar?" My Aunt, Luna of Nartha Neol Pack questions. The wound has healed but it left a visible mark on my face. Damn! It's not only humiliating but also mind twisting. Why am I feeling so obsessed with the scar? It looks beautiful as if an artist drew the scar on my face with her lovely hand.

I want to hold that hand, lick them and enjoy their sweetness. I want that Omega, my bride. I am going to make her my Queen, A doll. The last snow wolf will be under my control.

" Aunt! Ask your husband to stop searching for my bride. I have found her. She is safe and she will return to me soon!" I say, turning towards her.

" What? Where is she? Bring her here! I will slap across her face and -"

" Say it again! Auntie!" I grab her neck. Now dare she say something to her. " She is going to be my Luna. My wife. Be respectful. I am in love with her!"

My Goodness! I am in love. Those pair of bloodshot eyes. Her rosy flared up nose, those quivering lips,