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Hundred and Fourteen
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One Luna, Three Hated Alphas Hundred and Fifteen
SHELLY.“You have to spend the night.” I tease him, making a baby bun face. "You know I can't.” His baritone breaks the sad news.“You can't or you won't?” I pout."I need to go be with my mate, she would freak out...”"It's enough. You don't need to go on and on about a snatcher...”"She isn't. She's my Luna, we share the mate’s bond. If there's a hooker, it's you. I’m expecting otherwise, for one whose mate is yet to find her.” He stops to look at me. “It's my fault.” I hiss. "Where's the lie in it?”"Bravo, nice one.” I’m annoyingly irritated. "And don't make me repeat myself, not like my want is a request. It's a demand.”“And what's that supposed to mean?”"Exactly what you think it to be." He snorts, not in the mood to banter words with me. He picks up his mask, wears it, and heads for the door. I don't go after him because I had that sorted out. More like I saw it coming. "Shelly, stop messing with me. Come and open this freaking door.”I stay mute, vexing him the more.
One Luna, Three Hated Alphas Hundred and Sixteen
SHELLY.By dawn, he left the house like a creeping insect afraid to be preyed on by evil birds. The baby is awake, his beautiful sea-blue eyes on me and his chubby cheeks a delight to see. When his long eyelashes flickered, and he took in the environment, I can't forget the surprise in his eyes, and then came extra surprises as he sees the same face he dreaded. “Sheesh...” I whisper, reciting a cool poem aloud. "I'm not a monster, would you relax for once?” I puff, worn out. Right now, his cheeks deepen and his lips pout, taking the perfect position of a crybaby. Suspecting it's going to be a heavy downpour, I rush to his side. “Hey, baby boy...” I clink my tongue to make noises that babies love, at least Petian loves it. And she smiles back at me. I continue the ritual of flicking his cheeks and singing, but it's futile as tears begin to let down, damning my efforts more as it rolls effortlessly. Moon! I scoop him in my arms and begin to dance the dance of every mother, and i
One Luna, Three Hated Alphas 117
SHELLY.“Finally, the lady of the moment arrives.” I tease as lady Agnes walks down the flight of stairs. Her hand is on her face, rubbing and itching her eyes like I robbed her of a thousand years of sleep. She's clearly in her night robe, which means I did. And I feel sorry. She yawns and goes on stretching fervently. "I bet you didn't want to wake up.”"That's to say the least. I almost slapped the servant when I opened the door, why the fuck would he wake me up, knowing my 'don't knock before 8:00 am’ policy?”"Ooh, there's something as such.” I stiffen a grin, now feeling both sorry and not sorry. Teasing her these days is my chill pill. “Don’t be nasty. I'm old enough to lay on my bed all day and the plus is that I've worked hard and earned it.” “Actually, I can't dispute that fact even though I want to.” “Better don't toll that route, I’m vile seeing you...” she paused. "Oh, Petian darling, your mama is being silly this morning.” She walks to meet Petian and carry her on
One Luna, Three Hated Alphas 118
AALIYAH The noise from the entrance makes me jump up in bed. It's not so loud, but for a restless soul like mine, it's loud enough to make me uncomfortable and curious. Mixed emotions glue my butt on the mattress, should I go find out or should I not? It's certain it has to do with baby Hendrix, he's been the only buzz for three nights and two days, and I can't stand more without his actual presence. The warning letter is enough for a lifetime, I’m yet to figure out what to do with it. Managing to pick up my wretched pieces, I lift my butt off the bed, tossing the sheets aside. Guessing it must be Hector and his search team, I slide on my footwear and dash for the door. With the rate at which my heart is beating, it would give up if I’m slapped with any more disappointment or priceless ransoms. Could it be that they failed? Because if they did return with my baby, the cheer will be so intoxicating and the joy contagious. But it's just almost quiet like every regular day with the
One Luna, Three Hated Alphas 119
AALIYAH It's been long hours since Hudson and Hunter chased after me and I ran into my room and locked the door on them, their nonstop bangs threatening to pull down my door, my only luck was the strong hinges. It's been long tortuous hours, leaving me in a pool of my own tears and my deadly thoughts. Sooner or later I would need to face reality and one of them includes yielding to Mellissa’s request in order to save my baby. And yeah, Hector would be demanding the letter in no time. I get off the bed and go to sit by the table, my head in my palms, buried in deep and gross thoughts. Aaliyah, focus! I prompt myself. Sitting upright, I pick up the quill feather on the table, rough paper set a clean sheet aside, and begin scribbling on the rough one. Lady Aaliyah... I strike through it. It seems more friendly and suspicious too. Taking out the original note, I mimic her intro, she didn't greet or exchange greetings. Erasing every tinge of familiarity. Also worthy of exchange is
One Luna, Three Hated Alphas 120
HECTOR "And what's that supposed to mean? It's beyond outrageous! It's hilarious that you don't concur. I don't expect otherwise, you only enjoy the resources whenever and however, and do not bother about how it's been gotten or how much is left of it.”"Nonsense! Perhaps your head is the best ransom after all.” She spills before pressing her lips together to keep it shut. From the look of things, her convinced tone, and the expression on her face, it means there's an iota of truth underneath and there may be something she's keeping to herself. Then she straightens to gain composure, not meeting my eyes. My expression freezes, as though I was stabbed by her words. I flip the paper to study the content keenly, smelling something fishy and determined to pinpoint it.“Pardon? Kindly repeat.” I finally found my words, and each utterance is a struggle. Unexpectedly, as if to cover her tracks, she keeps mute and turns to walk away without leaving any response that may be a hint at her s
One Luna, Three Hated Alphas 121
HECTOR When Aaliyah is gone, I get into my room and pace about, more stressed about her attitude than I am with the letter. This is beyond mood swings, this is unexcused anger and so much vile. Her hormones must be taking a toll on her, so pitiful, and as much as I feel sorry for her, I have to watch out for myself. Somehow, I couldn't shake off her words that seemed like threats, even though I try to tell my brain that it was her being sarcastic and defensive. There is a knock on the door and then another. “Who's that?” I ask, both impatient and irritated. "It's maid Kim, Alpha Hector. I want to get your bath ready.” Her tiny voice responds, urging her not to yell. It's about that time of the day, I needed to be alone, but I also needed to see Hudson and Hunter for their opinion, so why not."Oh, come in.” I finally give a short reply. She comes in and bows. "Good morning Alpha Hector.”"Just get to it." I dismiss her, with a frown on my face. “I'm done, Alpha Hector.” She bo
One Luna, Three Hated Alphas 122
AALIYAH.The three alphas had disagreed when I initiated the urge to take a stroll within the pack and clear my head, all by myself. Their fear was evident with the tons of questions they shot at me. Apparently, they're having post-traumatic experiences. Crying more than the bereaved. Of what use is it when they are adamant about doing what's requested in the letter? Truth be told, I wished I had thought it through before making such outrageous demands. Who would have thought the greatest of the pack houses, Orlando pack is at deficit? My thought exactly. Regardless, there's a silver lining in all of our mistakes, I get to think of how to lure them to the location when it finally comes with the second letter.What if you go missing too? Hector had quarried. He had tossed aside the recent misunderstanding that ensued days ago and displayed nothing but pure affection, which makes my conscience prick me continually. Guilt eating me deeply. But then again, I would choose my baby over s
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