All Chapters of One Luna, Three Hated Alphas: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"You're beginning to sound a lot like my Mum," Shelly sighs, rubbing her arms. "She thinks I'm getting older and if I don't do lots of fun things now, I just might not get the chance to do them again,""Your Mum is right, like always," I smile at her, bottling up my puzzling fear. "You might regret it,"Shelly's Mother remains my favorite aunt and my godmother. I love her for everything she holds dear. Sometimes, I silently wish she was my real mother. She's just the kind of mother I wish I had."I don't know," Shelly shrugs, puffing out a frosty breath. "I guess I'm just not cut out for the outside life,"Her words almost go unheard as I finally spot what I've been searching for with my eyes. "There it is!" I shriek excitedly, pulling her along. We hurry to a barricaded area and I smoothly jump through the barricade.Shelly has to wait till one of the guards opens a passageway for her, not after confirming she's up to eighteen. She walks up to me with a frown. "That man just asked

LET ME FUCK YOUAALIYAH"Did she tell you why she has never visited?" I ask again, wiping off my tears.Chris turns to look at me and for once, I can read the emotion in his eyes. My heart breaks in disappointment."She said she's busy and she'll come visiting when she can,""Perhaps – did Shelly stop seeing me as her best friend?" I ask the question that's been haunting me. Chris gives a shallow hiss and looks away. When his gaze comes back to me, it's hard and burning."She said she'll come when she can. That's all the fuck I know," he repeats and waits for no reply before he heads out.He slams the door and yells at me to lock it from the inside. I do as he asks and drag my miserable self to my bedroom.All of a sudden, I'm not so hungry anymore and all I wanna do now is sleep away my misery.I retrace my step to my bedroom and curl up on my bed, covering myself with the duvet. Tears slide down my eyes as I shut them.Hours later, I wake to the thrashing sounds of rain on the roof

AALIYAH I opened up my eyes to find chains wrapped around my foot and hands. I suddenly felt a sharp pain from my sprained ankle. I tried recalling, what had happened the night before, as I looked around the environment I was placed in. “Please let me go!!!” a girl yelled as they had her thrown into the floor where we all laid. I looked around to find that there were more girls my age than the adults. “Please!!” the girl's voice pleaded. I rubbed my hurting ankle trying to calm the pain I felt coming from it. I couldn't understand the reason, I was brought here. And from the way she cried out, it felt as though time was running out on her side, and needed to leave. As I searched around for anyone I could talk to, I found out there were girls certainly older than me by a few years. They all looked so unkempt, and the place reeked of people who had been dead a long time ago. What is this place exactly? Am I dead? As I wandered off in thoughts trying to remember all that hap

AALIYAH Saying the pack house is wonderful does not do this work of art justice. Plays in front of me are memories from my childhood. I had enjoyed these luxuries, including a large mansion, servants at my beck and call, and nannies who catered to my every need. But now? It is significantly worse than the opposite. One of the guards commands, "Stop!" With his emotionless countenance and taller stature than the others, you could never guess what he is up to. He appears to be partially distorted because of his high cheekbones even though he is exactly human. "Boney," I managed a sick joke, after everything I have been through, it comforts me for some strange reasons. "Step forward," he commands in a stern voice. A pale and sickly-appearing girl steps forward; she was the one who had ignored me earlier in the caravan. "Hands up," Boney commands, after careful consideration. Like a puppet, she raises both arms; disobedience is the least stunt she could pull, for a fragile figure li

My body is in excruciating pain. Time passes quickly this time around. After receiving the harsh penalty, I have barely rested for five hours when the morning bell rings.We get out of bed like squirrels, hurrying into the shorts and club top that lady Sasha gave us the previous evening. Damn! I couldn't stop admiring how energetic my body is. It bangs distinctly. Lady Sasha enters wearing her athletic attire. "Unfortunately, some of you will need to do the dishes and laundry of the soon-to-be alpha; not all of you will be going to the gym." She breaks. "form a queue, and come forward." As my heart starts to race, I resent that I still have to live with my fate.It's incredible how eager some people are, pushing their way to the front of the line. There is no competition for me. I relocate to the back and observe how the procedure unfolds. She gestures to a little room in the distance, saying, "The first person will go in that room. There are those who can determine whether you ar