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I walked down beside him as the people at the party seemed scared that maybe the Alpha had forced them to be here.

But for my parents' safety, I had to keep calm as he walked me down the aisle, which scared me since my parents were the ones to be doing that, but I had no option.

The moonlight shone on us to symbolize the Moon Goddess' blessings, but I could tell that this wasn't a blessing but a curse. His black eyes stared at me and at everyone.

“Do you take me to be your Alpha in death and in the next afterlife?” he spoke, with all the elders fearing him. He had to head over the mating himself.

I nodded while tears fell from my eyes. The pack poured black flower petals on me instead of clapping, none of them with a happy face. Since it was mourning my funeral, no one knew if I'd wake up tomorrow alive.

"I, Alpha Kade, pronounce you as my Luna," he spoke, and those words twisted my intestines, nearly making me vomit.

“Bring the cup,” he spoke, and one member walked towards us.

He looked like he had peed in his pants a little due to the fear of standing in Kade’s presence. The cup was empty, which confused me, because normally it used to have moon flower, but instead he brought out his knife.

“Bring your hand!” he commanded. Though scared, I had to oblige. He gave me a devilish smirk as he looked up to the sky, whispering some words only he could understand.

I looked up at the sky, and creatures like vampires hovered around… oh no, this is a very bad omen. As he reached for my hands, I slid it back, but his dark eyes looked directly into my eyes… this time they met.

He looked serious, still not understanding if he could see things as we could normally see them. He took my hands by force, slitting through my palms. I screamed in pain, but this didn't seem to bother him as he watched my blood flowing into the cup.

When he thought he had enough of my blood, he cut a piece of his clothes and tied my palm. Then he did the same to himself, except deeper, that made me think he was going to collapse due to the blood flowing into the cup.

Not closing his injury, he reached for the cup, whispered some ancient words, then brought the cup to me.

“Drink,” he commanded, but I couldn't do that.

“No!” I said, shocking everyone in the pack who looked at me in awe, but he stood there. The smirk came again.

“I like people who act stubborn, but you don't have a choice here,” he spoke.

But I resisted drinking it. Then he came and held me by the chin, his scent suffocating, and every time his eyes met mine, I had to close my eyes immediately.

“I said drink,” he spoke, chugging an amount of blood into my mouth, and without knowing, I had started to take it in forcefully. He let me go only when he had confirmed that I swallowed, then drank the rest with so much ease.

At this point, I couldn't tell whether he was an Alpha or a vampire.

“I've never tasted a half-breed's blood before. It's true, like they said—it's pure,” he spoke, licking the remaining blood on his hands.

With just two claps from him, all the men came out to drag me behind him to his chambers.

Three days earlier…

Memories of my perfect life before him flashed in my memory—just me, my mom, and dad living in our humble home, yet happy. All this changed when a war ensued in our village, leaving all of us at the mercy of the enemy.

And that's when we all saw him—the Alpha. He was fast, cutting through the enemy within seconds. His aura was undeniable, and even though we didn't know his identity by then, we all watched in awe.

Although covering his eyes, he moved like he could see everyone and everything on the way. When he was done, his blindfold fell down. I picked it up to look for him.

But he had gone far, though I wasn't willing to give up. I followed his scent and found him washing himself in the stream, his body perfectly sculpted with a snake tattoo on his back and a black flower petal on his arm, still hiding his eyes from me.

“You dropped this,” I spoke softly.

“Drop it down there!” he commanded.

“I… just… I just came to say thank you,” I hesitated.

“Put it down and go back to the village,” he commanded, but I was stubborn and wanted to see the face of the man that saved us.

I tried reaching out to him, but the road to the river was slippery and I fell into his hands. I saw his face, but his eyes were still closed. Still, he could do everything.

He dropped me on the dry land, picked up his blindfold and returned it to his eyes, and wore his clothes, my eyes still focused on his chest, but he started walking away.

“Wait, what's your name?” I yelled out.

“You'll know soon,” he spoke, walking out on me, and I was left there, still crushing on a stranger I just met.

I walked back to the camp, blushing at the memories of him.

The next morning, the Alpha's men came and knocked at the door, and when I delayed, they kicked the door open, entering without permission.

“Your daughter is immediately summoned by the Alpha,” the men said, looking at my confused and scared father who came out.

“My daughter has nothing to do with the Alpha,” my poor dad said, his heart almost reaching his knees.

“That's not for you to know. Your daughter is the chosen Luna of the Alpha, and we'll come and pick her up tomorrow,” they said, and I dropped everything I had held in my hands.

“No!” I screamed as the guards looked at me with no emotions.

“Any resistance would be paid with you and your parents' lives,” they spoke and walked out, leaving me and our unfixed door.

I knew I couldn't hide anywhere from the Alpha, and my parents had nowhere to go since we were surrounded by vampires who wouldn't hesitate to kill, especially during night time.

I cried my eyes out, my mother telling me all the feared stories of the Alpha. They both urged me to run, and I obliged.

Packing my clothes, hoping the man from the last time would come and save me again. But walking out, I didn't know that the Alpha's men were everywhere, watching my every move, and I had also put my village at risk—to the one who had rescued us first.

Present day…

I reached the room, and it seemed like the men had delayed since I found him comfortable on the bed, sitting around as if waiting for someone.

“Are you scared of me?”