The Alpha's Golden Eyed Luna

ASTRID. I stand there, shock still washing over me. He hisses under his breath and jostled me outside of the cell. "Follow me." He says, his hands tightening around the edge of my arm. I can’t even remember the last time I had walked on my legs. We climbed a few ancient stairs, the light propping through my face. My eyes shut due to the light, because it's been a really long time. As we passed the ancient stairs, I saw the portraits that lined up the wall. The portraits are the only thing my father cherished. It consists of every bloodline in the Alpha family, each family picture taken according to each generation. At least. That’s one thing Alpha Lucien didn’t take away from us. I stare at my great-grandmother, the previous Alpha. My grand-father. My father, and then me. The picture was taken on my seventeenth birthday, I had worn my finest gowns, my mother had even dabbled my face with powder. I stare at my seventeen year old self. The light long blonde hair that had always rule

ASTRID. He pushes me back gently, and I stare at his dark gray eyes shimmering in the dark. My heart throbs ever so painfully, I want to look away but my eyes stay glued to him. "Where are you going?" His dark eyes never leave mine, electricity cackles in my bones. Look away, I so badly want to do that, but my hands tremble. "Who are you?" I asked, my voice shaking badly, his eyes roamed to my tiny nightgown, a layer of dark forming in his eyes, he steps closer and I inhale the sharp smell of his cologne. "I am the Alpha of this pack." I stare, mouth agape at me, my head throbs and I think I am going to faint. I catch a whisk of a dragon tattoo at the baseline of his neck. Earlier, I spotted it on Zeke’s neck. Is he Zeke? "I am not Zeke." As if sensing my question, he snarls. "I am Logan, his twin brother, we are both the Alpha of this pack." When did my father’s enemy have twins? I stare at them both, there’s only a slight resemblance, their eyes are different, while Zeke's is

ASTRID.There’s a deafening silence in the courtyard, and Zeke approaches us, everyone immediately bows to him, his aura is strong, I feel weak, I feel tiny."Logan." Zeke calls out hardly, the twins glare at each other, their eyes a layer of red. Do they hate each other? Is this how their life is? I see the disdain that flashes through Logan’s eyes. "Why are you here?"Zeke seethes his teeth, rapping his knuckles together. "I am just claiming what is mine."Logan steps further, and I think a fight is about to ensue, the Omegas are all watching with dubious eyes, my heart is thrumming against my rib cage, what if they hurt each other?Zeke finally relaxes, but his aura doesn’t leave him. "Pick another surrogate, brother. She’s off limits."I hear a sigh from Logan, I stare at his face, he doesn’t look at mine. I see his eyes snap over to Juniper and I inhale."Her. I pick her." He turns and walks away, the image crosses my eyes.Zeke turned around and walked towards me. "Follow me."

ASTRID.Oh goddess. What’s wrong with me?I held my breath and ran back into the hall. I was almost caught, my heart beating rapidly at the prospect of what I was doing.I could feel it in my blood, he knew I was there, the moment he swirled, I ran. What’s happening to me?‘You can’t run from your mate.’The word came back to me, and I almost snapped, mate. Could it be the mate bond? My mother told me a lot about the mate bond: It was a bond felt within two particular werewolves, it was so strong, it couldn’t be ignored."It’s more than love." She had told me, while picking out the dress I would wear. "It’s like power, like strength. The feeling is so good, mates have a tendency to talk to each other through mind-link, they can wish for the other to be there and they will."I listened, hoping, day-dreaming that I would love my fated mate, I remembered praying to the moon goddess, hoping like a fool.I walk towards the pack-library, the Liberian gives me a smile as I walk towards the s

ASTRID.This morning, I woke up with a headache.Everything that happened last night comes back to me, I can’t believe I have almost cried. How dare he joke about mates like that?"Fuck!" I growl to no one in particular before pushing myself out of the bed, my body connects with the floor and I whimper in pain.I stayed there on the floor of my bedroom, not even making an attempt to get up, when I pushed myself back up. I see something.Gleaming under the bed, tucked so nicely, one could barely see it, I squint closer, peering my eyes into it. I stretched and retrieved it.The diamond sparkles in the light, the rope a little dangling, it’s ancient, I think."What is it?" My wolf, Aya calls out to me, I can hear her early morning purr.My eyes study the necklace, the green gleam flashing in my eyes. I don’t ever remember owning this even when I was a little kid, my parents didn’t give this to me, so what is it?I reach for it, and strap it towards my neck, it comes so fast, a series of