LOGINAlpha Bladen’s POV
“So what happened this time?”
My face was stern but also pitiful. I was expecting a good reply from the face her was, i could tell that it was not going to be a good response.
“The doctors are not sure but they baby is gone.”
Her face was pale, like she just came out of a fight and they were visible bruises on her hand from excessive needle piercings
“Oh my goodness! Not again. This is really sad and it is our third time trying to have a child.”
“Yes it is and i think we should go low a bit. Give it a break, and avoid mating for a while.”
She sat on the dresser chair, facing me and her mouth opened waiting for my response.
“But, we need to start working towards getting a heir to the throne. I would never let a stranger to rule over this Pack.”
I bit my lower lip,gritting my teeth and crunching my face.
“Comon down baby. We still have enough time, well unless you want to die soon.”
She stood up to hug me but i refused and she sashayed away, murmuring words i could not depict.
“Never. I am not dying anytime soon.”
“Good, not because i care about your mortality but when you die, our mind link would be fucked up and i would no longer be Luna.”
Her words were strict.
Her face was unchanged.
“Would we ever reach the point where you start developing feelings for me?”
“Some points are not attainable, Bladen. Get dressed, we have an important meeting to attend.”
Since we got married, this was the case. It was only rosy from the outside, when we were putting on our expensive outfits and jewelry that glittered all through the room but when we were alone in our room, in our satin night wears, it was a disaster.
“Oh, i almost forgot about that. The maid would see in your plastered gown, and ith the million pearls you requested.”
She clapped her hands in excitement.
“At least, you are good at listening to my instructions.”
We got ready after a lot of eeshaping, unzipping and thimble pricks ti make Viana look perfect.
The drive to the meeting griund was quiet, with my Luna and i looking at opposite sides of the mirror, admiring the beautiful sceneery.
Everyday, i wished it was better, i wished my parents never made me get married to her.
I knew everything would have been better and i would have had a good experience with Mia of we got married.
Anytime i wake up in the morning, i imagine that it was Mia’s face i saw first and not the payers of makeup that had to care for me.
Whenever i touched her and we had sex, i only reached an orgasm thinking it was Mia’s pussy that i owned and ravaged.
Is this how i would be living forever?
“Good morning Alpha Bladen and the beautiful Luna Viana. Thank you for making it to this meeting.
There was a warm welcome from the people working the meeting and they ushered us our seats, my fingers intertwined with Viana’s hands.
Rehearsing the facade to put up for the public to belive.
The crowd smiled at us, some awwing at how glamorous we looked with our matching outfits.
The audience was very lively, with soft music in the background, different colours of cocktails being passed around and an ambience that seemed like only the rich can witness.
“Mic check…one,two and three.”
Everyone’s attention turned towards where the microphone sound came from,the podium lit up brighter than other lighting.
“Welcome werewolves. We sincerely appreciate everyone that took out their time to come for this meeting, you all look absolutely drop dead gorgeous. We will commence quickly. The seer has arrived.”
“With a standing ovation, let us alk welcome the seer,”
The crowd stood and applauded while an old wolf walked in, his face filled with wrinkles and his fur looking grey and old.
He gently climbed the podium, asked for a bottle of water, sat in the chair provided for him and started talking.
“Hello everyone? How are we all doing.”
He spoke with a slur, his speech almost faint and dangly. He coughed and cleaned his eyes with every word that he uttered.
“We are all good.”
The crowd said in unison and i felt Viana’s hand slip away from mine. She took up the wine glass and brought it to her lips.
“So the bloodmoon has sent me a message for Alpha Bladen, and his Luna Viana.”
Viana spat out her drink on the floor and i swallowed down a hard lump in my throat.
Why would the blood moon have a message for me.
“Please get up while i relay the message you two”
His crispy fingers were pointed at us and Viana and i nervously pulled out our chairs and stood up.
I felt her hands slip into mine and even without looking at her, i could tell that she was putting up her fake smile for the crowd.
“The Blood Moon has cursed the both of you.”
The crowd gasped.
The music stopped playing.
The ambience got darker.
Whispers filled the room and heads were turning.
A microphone was handed to me to be able to reply.
“How do you mean wise one?”
He took another long sip of water from his bottle and cleaned his eyes, holding the microphone close to his mouth.
“The blood moon cursed you and your Luna, for your father’s mistakes. Your father wrongfully punished an Omega years ago by casting him out as a Rogue.”
My cold went cold and my throat dry.
This was the first time i was hearing about this and i was not liking it.
“What is the curse?”
“If the Luna does not conceive a child in the next four years, the Alpha would fal into a serious illness that no one would be able to cure. The Alpha would die and the Blood Moon pack would be ruled by another pack.”
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Alpha Bladen's POVBy the time the meeting concluded, the moon was high and full, heavy with silver light that scattered across the courtyard stones.Anderson saw off our guests and dismissed the guards, leaving me alone in the lingering quiet but peace didn’t follow. Not tonight, not with my people sick, not with Ironclad growing suspicious and not with Mia’s scent still buried in my thoughts even though she was miles away.I exhaled, long and strained.Tomorrow, the council would convene and more questions would definitely come from the elders. Questions I wasn't sure I could answer yet, fortunately, I had some good news to share.Tomorrow, another pack member might fall sick but for tonight, Bloodmoon stood... Barely, but it stood and I could tell that its people slept uneasily.Wolves patrolled the borders in restless sweeps, cutting shadows through the silver-washed landscape. The moon glowed warm over the rooftops but no warmth touched the territory tonight. Every howl carried
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