Romans & histoires The Alpha’s Obsession With His Ex-contract Luna

"Tonight, you finally become his Luna." For ten years, I had lived for this moment. I wasn't the prettiest girl in the SilverLine Pack. I was the "nerd" who spent too much time with my nose in books and my glasses sliding down my nose. But Harden was different. He was the future Alpha, strong, handsome, and brave. And he was mine. The door creaked open. My mother, Madame Helena, walked in. She didn't look happy. She looked like she was mourning a death rather than celebrating a wedding.

“A lot has been happening behind the scenes and I'm sure that you've heard some rumours. Now a few days ago, I and some of the men of our pack put the end to the rogue Alpha and his people or at least that's what we thought. Turns out it was all just a decoy, to make us relaxed and that's exactly what happened. Today there was a break in and Luna Kylie was attacked and she is currently in a coma, my sister Stephanie was also kidnapped. Now our enemy is unlike any other that we have faced, for one we know that they are smart, like really smart. Secondly, the rogue Alpha has a coven of witched working with him and these witches can change their appearances, make themselves look like anyone.

Right at the top of the stairs, my beta, Axel, waited for me with a few maids that I instantly instructed to take care of her. “How did it go?” Axel asked almost immediately through our mind link so that no one could hear us. I didn’t respond. I knew just what he was talking about, he was aware of the only reason why I needed a pretend Luna for the next six months. The council gave me an ultimatum to provide a Luna within the space of a week, that was the only thing I needed to qualify me to become the Alpha of Alphas. A powerful position that held power and prestige that every Alpha including Marcus coveted.

“Don’t you have your own pack refrigerator?” He pulls away and looks at me with concern on his face. “The pack house is occupied with the celebration.” He states bored. “Shouldn’t you be there celebrating your new Luna?” He lets out a low growl “It wasn’t my choice for her to be Luna? Plus Alpha Christian isn’t there to notice.” “Do Betas normally choose the Luna?” I question sarcastically. “Ha ha ha.. So is it true that Alpha Olivia found her second chance mate?” I nod my head “and she killed him?”

Long live the Alpha and his soon to be Luna. TBC!!

The cold night air hit my skin, making my nipples pucker painfully. "Fuck yeah," he groaned, pinching one hard enough to make me cry out. "Like little berries. Bet they taste even better." "Get your filthy hands off me, you piece of shit!" I screamed. "You don't know who I am! I'm the Luna of this pack!" They both burst out laughing, a sound that scraped against my sanity. "Luna? Please! Alpha Dominic doesn't have a Luna. He is just a playboy who fucks around with anything that moves. That's the new norm with Alphas these days, isn't it?"

My brows furrowed. “You've prepared this contract before you—” I didn't have the chance to continue my words when he suddenly slammed his hands on his table. “Just sign the fucking contract and stop interrogating me. I hate that kind of behavior!” He responded to me and I took the pen to sign the contract he made with my shaking hands. Alpha Tobias is too cold. He became so bad as we entered his pack and now I am imagining what would be my life here. Is he really sincere in making me his Luna? Or does he have other plans?

he said. The Alpha was terrified because, despite the fact that his Luna lived on her own, they had rarely seen each other due to his sin a few years ago with his Zeta's family. He was a sinner in his wife's eyes, despite his wife's displeasure with him, she agreed to have a child with him in exchange for her freedom. No one was aware that they were bound by such a contract. Regardless, he is still head over heels in love with his Luna. *******

I can’t remember how many times I had fucked her but even with the impartible hunger I had as an alpha I always ended up feeling empty once they left, I didn’t see myself settling down any time soon and choosing a luna just for the sake of having one was a fucked up notion in my books. I brushed my teeth before getting into the shower, it was only 5:15 am but I needed to go for a run. My wolf Nixon was on edge over something and I couldn’t quite place my finger on it, tonight was the full moon run and I knew I had a lot of things to plan and organize before then, it was my fifth run as alpha since taking over. It wasn’t difficult and my pack was amazing, but still, there was something about

he said, then closed his eyes and opened them. "Our Alpha went from bad to horrible. Whenever she spoke up for someone or spoke up to him, he hit her badly to the point of passing out. He had women serve him in her presence and forced himself on her every time he got drunk. To break her even more, he slaughtered the people she came with, the ones she considered as her very own family and pack members. So far, the Luna has miscarried six times, and the last pup she gave birth to was stillborn. The once happy, kind, and proud Luna was reduced to nothing. Now she is so fearful of him and his Beta that she usually walks with her face lowered to the ground," he said sadly.