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The Luna in Me
The Luna in Me
Author: A.J. Kingfisher

The Cold Stone Road

Author: A.J. Kingfisher
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-09-08 04:25:00

My feet were cold, aching, and bare as I hurried along next to the carriage. I hurried in an attempt to ease the fatigue in my bound arms, being pulled by the horses. The rain hammered down, clinging my knee-length, white linen dress to my body and causing my hair to stick uncomfortably to my face. My chest burned as I struggled to maintain my breathing in the cold, damp air. We must have been moving for over 2 hours at this point, and I knew there was no hope of stopping soon. Alpha Cain’s pack and mansion were at least another hour away. 

Today was the day my life had been leading to, the day by purpose would be fulfilled, and the day I dreaded the most. For as long as I can remember, I was a student at the Athena Academy. I was taught to be soft and gentle, always to look down and avoid eye contact, to be clean and presentable, and, most importantly, to always follow orders. My pack was destroyed when I was just barely a child, and I, along with a few other girls, was sent to Athena. It wasn’t until I was a teenager that my true fate was revealed. I was to be a whore to an Alpha, and today was my 18th birthday. 

I first saw Alpha Cain last summer. The other students and I, ready for selection, stood outside Athena Academy in a neat line, eyes cast down. There were 5 Alphas chosen today. First was Alpha Cain, the cruel, ruthless leader of the Knight Moon Pack, and the 

supreme Alpha of the Northern territories. I dared not raise my head as he moved down the line of girls, but he seemed to be taking time to inspect them all. Even without looking, I could sense how he towered over me. Before long, I saw him step in front of me, and a rough hand grabbed my chin and forced my head upwards. 

My eyes briefly met his cold, grey, uncaring eyes before I caught myself and looked away. He continued to inspect me, forcing my head left and right and moving my hair back from my neck. I let my head drop back down as he let go and took a step back, further looking me over before moving on to the next girl. A few more minutes passed as he continued surveying the line of girls when finally he said “That one. When will she be ready?” 

“Feburary 3rd, Alpha,” I heard the matron reply. 

Crap. That’s my birthday. 

“I want her ready 10am that day,” the cold voice of the Alpha snapped again. And, with that, I was his. 

I’d spent the last 8 months convincing myself that Alpha Cain could be a nice, gentle man. That his cold nature on the day he picked me was simply a show in front of the other Alphas. Now, as I stumbled on the stone road, on bloody feet, my hand tied to his carriage, I realised how wrong I was.

A.J. Kingfisher

This chapter has been edited to correct grammar and formatting. None of the content has been altered.

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