THE ALPHA’S BROKEN LUNA

Reign’S POV

I wake up the next morning with a terrible cold. I’m literally shivering right now and every part of my body hurts as a result of sleeping on the wooden bed. I turn around and find the other women still sleeping and the sound of their snores can bring down the entire roof.

I hate them.

I get down from the bed as quietly as I can so that I don’t wake them up. The last thing I want is to get bullied so early in the morning.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Also, I need to take my bath me leave for work before I get late. I was warned no to show up late at my post else I’ll be thrown in the silver prison for an entire week without food or water.

That’s the last thing I want to experience.

When I’m done taking my bath and dressing up, I put on my uniform, which happens to be a brown leather khaki pants and a sleeveless black turtle neck that’s filed into the trousers. I pick up the matching brown leather jacket and wear over the blouse and put on the pair of security shoes I was given. When I’m done, I tie my hair into a messy pony tail and exit the room.

Thank the Moon goddess that my roommates sleep like cadavers.

Once I step outside, the winter cold hits me hard and the I feel like I’m naked. The atmosphere is quite cold and I shiver as I go over to my post which happens to be quite exposed.

The glares I receive from the other women only makes things worse for me, but I just ignore them as I sit on a chair and rub my palms together so they could get warm.

I feel numb. The cold is so intense that I can’t feel anything and my lips are shivering. My nostrils are blocked with cold and right now I feel like dying. This is more than an ordeal. The rest of the security females have on coats and sweaters and gloves to keep themselves warm but I was provided with none of those.

No one really cares if I freeze in this cold.

Soon , I hear footsteps approaching and when I turn around to look… my breath hitches when I meet with Alpha Hardin’s piercing gaze.

I instantly break the eye contact and rise up from my seat before he charges me for insubordination and locks me up in his silver prison. That’s the last place I want to be.

I cling on tightly to my jacket as I keep my hands wrapped around my chest and shiver violently.

I’m so cold.

“Good morning Alpha Hardin” I greet with a shivering voice as I bow down my head.

“Look at me” He instructs with his dominant Alpha voice and I nervously look up at him and I can see that he has a tiny smile forming at the side of his lips.

He’s enjoying this.

He always enjoys seeing me in pain and that breaks me completely. I feel my wolf whimper within me and I just block her away. Alpha Hardin’s actions towards us affects her more than it does me and I feel bad for her.

I wonder if Alpha Hardin’s wolf is in support of his actions. I wonder if he ever reprimands him for treating us poorly.

“You don’t look too good” He remarks and I just look at him blank, speechless, wondering if he doesn’t feel this bond that I’m feeling right now.

Right now that he’s standing before me, I have literally forgotten my current predicament, all what’s in my mind is his perfect figure and fantasies of how he’s one day going to accept me.

Most of all, his intoxicating smell fills my nostrils and raids my entire mind. I can’t even think properly.

I don’t even want to mention the butterflies that are flying in my stomach tight now.

I’m excited for nothing.

That’s how I feel whenever I’m beside him and I can’t help but wonder how it’s possible that he doesn’t feel the same way or how it’s possible that he feels the same and is able to ignore it and go ahead with torturing me.

What exactly does he feel in that heart of his.

“I’m just cold” I say with a tiny voice and he nods.

“The cold you feel right now is nothing compared to where to put your sister, the cold hands of death. You deserve worst than this!” He spits out bitterly as he rips off the jacket I have on and now all I’m left with is the short sleeved blouse.

“Alpha please, I did not kill…”

“I said shut…” He roars as he raises his hand to hit me mercilessly. I swiftly bow my head down and cover my face with my right arm and wait for the heavy snack to dawn on me but nothing comes.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds

I carefully raise up my head to look at him and I notice that the raised arm is now positioned at his side.

He’s staring daggers at me and I can’t help but swallow dryly.

“Sweet Moon goddess, please make him leave already. He’s freaking me out.” I pray in my heart and immediately, he fixes the collar of his over all coat and takes two steps backwards.

“I’ll be back for you” Then he turns around and walks away. I let out a heavy breath I didn’t realize I was holding until and tiredly sit on the chair shivering violently because I don’t have on my jacket.

Alpha Hardin shredded it into pieces.

“Watching Alpha Hardin maltreat you gives me some sort of satisfaction that I cannot comprehend. You are nothing but a cruel murderer and you deserve all this treatment and so much more!”

The girl whom I presume should be about my age spits out angrily and I just ignore her.

“She even has the right to keep denying it” Another girl chips in ” I hope the Moon goddess strikes you dead one of these days. You deserve to die a meaningless death with no loved by your side, Reign.”

“Anastasia! Rachel! Report to your posts immediately!”

A woman orders as she approaches and the girls scurry away. The woman walks over to me and I just bow my head down a wait for her to start pouring down her own condemnations.

Lately, that has been the order of my day.

“Goodness child, what happened to your jacket?” She asks alarmed and I raise my head up to confirm if she actually referred to me as “child”

“What happened to it?” She asks as she picks up a piece of the shredded jacket.

“I swear it wasn’t me!” I cry and she looks at me confused.

“Of course it can’t be you, who in their right minds would shred their jackets in such a cold weather. Tell me, did those girls do this?”

“No Ma’am”

“Then who did?”

“Alpha Hardin”

“Oh dear!” She exclaims sadly as she takes of her thick overall coat and wears on my body and I still can’t understand what is going on.

An actual member of Wall Street pack is being nice to me. What an irony.

“Thank you very much Ma’am”

“You are welcome and you can call me Sophia. I’m the female warrior Supervisor”

“Nice to meet you Sophia”

“It’s actually an honor to meet you, my Luna!” She says with a slight bow and I look nervously around to make sure that no one witnessed what she just did.

“Do you have a death wish?”

“It’ll be an honor to die serving my Luna”

“I’m not your Luna” I deny flatly.

“Yes you are, you are our Alpha’s fated mate and that makes you our Luna”

“How do you even know that?” I asked in a hushed voice and she just smiles as she takes off her gloves and wears on my hands.

“Henceforth, I’ll be taking care of you” Then she walks away.

I sit back on my chair utterly confused and dumbfounded.

The pack believes I killed my sister, but they don’t know that I’m the Alpha’s mate.

How then did this woman know about me and my connection with the Alpha?