THE ALPHA’S BROKEN LUNA

Hardin’S POV

Like my Beta, Miguel, rightly said, I need to put my shit together and rule like the domineering Alpha I am and I have done just that. Wilma has been buried, Reign has been punished, everything is calm again and life goes on.

When I’m done mourning Wilma, I’ll find another worthy Shewolf and make her my Luna. I’m almost twenty four and right now, I really do need a Luna to assist me in running my pack.

When I first met Wilma, I knew she’d be perfect because of her fierce personality, but then Reign happened and Wilma is no longer here with me. Since I have rejected my mate, the Moon Goddess can never give me a replacement so it’s my duty to find a Luna for myself and to do that, I’m going to have to be very careful because and Luna equals an a bad Alpha and a weak Luna equals a weak Alpha and a misery pack.

And for Reign, I hope that whenever she is, she never finds peace or solace. I hope she suffers for as long as she lives.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

My office door creaks open and my younger sister, Kylie, walks in.

“Hardin” She calls with her sweet melodious voice and I raise my head to focus on her.

“Yes sweet heart, why are you here?” I ask land she does her favorite thing. She gently sits on my lap and buries her petite self in my arms.

She only does that when she’s sad, I wonder what’s wrong this time around.

“What’s wrong cupcake?”

“It hurts”

“What hurts?” I ask alarmed.

“Shapeshifting. I hate the way my bones have to break when I’m about to shape shift, the pain is excruciating and I can’t help but cry every time during practice. Everyone now thinks I’m a cry baby. It really hurts Hardin and I wish I could make it go away”

She cries and I just kiss her forehead and cradle her in my arms.

I understand what she going through. When a werewolf starts training on how to shape shift, the entire process is a night mare.

A nemesis!

Have you ever had a fracture on one part of you body and felt the pain? If yes, just imagine having all your two hundred and six bones breaking at the same time and reforming. Your hands reforming into forelimbs and legs into hind limps. Imagine your pelvic and pectoral girdles bending and twisting to compliment that of an animal’s.

It’s an ordeal that all werewolves have to bear that pain the moment they turn fifteen until they clock sixteen. They have to go through that process for one whole year, before getting familiar with the pain to the extent that they don’t feel it anymore when they shape shift.

“Sweetheart, you can’t make the pain go away, you just have to endure it because it’s a process you can’t evade. But not to worry, you’re almost sixteen, so you won’t have to endure it for long anymore. It’ll soon be over”

“I hope so, I really do hope so”

“I promise it will. Have you had lunch yet?”

“No, but nana was done cooking when I was coming here”

“Then I think you should go and eat now, you need strength for your next training”

“Can I just skip…”

“No, you cannot. Now go and eat your food” I cut her off. As much as I hate the fact that she feels such pain every day, I can’t let her skip lessons. She needs that training.

“Okay” She quietly disengages herself from my arms and step down from my laps. I watch in fascination as she walks out of the office.

She’s a perfect beauty and I don’t give shit about who her mate will be, all I know is that he’s to go through thick and thin before ever taking her from me.

My office door creaks open yet again and without looking to see who it is, I say…

“Kylie I said no! You are not going to skip training!” I scold with my firm Alpha voice.

“I can see you still haven’t put that shit of yours together” A deep male voice comes through and I snap my head up to look at him, only to see my Beta.

“Ugh! I thought it was Kylie, she wants me to grant her permission to skip evening training”

“I can only imagine what she’s going through. Remember when we used to scream our guts about seven years ago during training?”

“And I also remember us dodging from training a few times only to encounter rogues and go through the same shape shifting process so we could fight them and run away”

“I will never forget that day your father, the former Alpha caught us playing tag in the woods with Omega Ralph and others, man, he got our asses whooped!”

“And I got extra beating when I got home, I still have a scar on my back from that incident. My father was a war”

“Indeed he was.”

“Enough about our crazy past, what brings you here?”

“Pack business. Alpha Caleb finally accepted to sell the land you asked for, everything has been settled and now we are waiting for other to commence with the construction”

“I appreciate the fact you were able to convince him to sell that land to us, well done Beta”

“Thank you Alpha” he says with a tiny smile.

“And by all means, commence with the construction, I trust you to put everything under control.”

“I will do just that Alpha”

“Good”

“Well, an aside”

“Speak up”

“Reign is no where to be found in the pack, I think she left”

“Then that’s good news, it’s a good thing she has left the pack, that way my subjects won’t be able to catch being murderous from her”

“With all due respect Alpha, Reign is out there homeless and of course a rogue, her life is in serious danger”

“Miguel, I don’t give two shits about her whereabouts or her wellbeing. I don’t care if wild beasts eat her up in whatever forest she finds herself in. I don’t care if she’s killed for being a rogue. She killed her my chosen mate who also happened to be her sister and fellow pack member. She deserves to die the worst possible kind of death and her soul deserves to boil in hell’s everlasting Sulphur. Now that’s enough talk about that murderer, if you don’t have anything else to say, you can leave, I have work to round of with” I order with angry tone.

Every time Reign’s name is mentioned, I completely lose my cool. I hate her so much that if she were to be hit by a bus, I will be the one driving that bus.

I can’t stand even the sound of her name.

“Yes Alpha” He says with a slight bow and walks to the door.

“Miguel” I call and he stops on his tracks and briskly spins around to look at me.

“Yes, Hardin”

He replies and I smile. If there is someone in this entire world I trust with my life, that person is no one else but Miguel, we have been friends since we were children and we have a friendship bond that cannot even be altered by our positions in this pack. He has been with me from the beginning and having him work by myside makes things a lot easier for me.

I respect him a lot.

“It’s been a while since we last visited Alpha Damien, don’t you think ?” I ask and he creases his brow and looks upwards like he is thinking

“Yeah, that’s true. Do you want to pay him a visit?”

“Tomorrow!”

“Oh… So soon?”

“Yeah, will you go with me?”

” I’d really love to, but I promised Megan …” At the mention of Megan’s name, my heart starts racing.

“It’s fine, you can go on with your plan with Megan”

“Thank you”

Megan will rip my head if she finds out that her mate bailed out on a date just to accompany me to another pack. I’m not ready to deal with her ballistic nature .

“Send word to Alpha Damien, tell him I’ll be at his place at noon to pay him a warm visit”

“I will do just that. Excuse me” He excuses himself and I continue with the paper work that’s pilled up before me.

The dream I had last night about meeting Reign and rescuing her from a rogue flashes on my mind and I just shake my head.

If I were to meet Reign and another werewolf fighting, I would assist that werewolf in killing her.

That’s how much I hate Reign.