The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

(At Craitan)

TRIGGER WARNING!! THIS CHAPTER HAS SUBTLE PIECES OF RA*PE AND PE*DO*PH*ILE.

Princess Lena collapsed on her bed. One of her younger maids scurried into the room to increase the heat of her boiling water.

“Don’t increase it. My skin should harden a bit these few days. We are going for war soon” she sighed. The maid bowed, and was about leaving.

“Lucy, lie with me” the princess voice called her back. The girl shuddered, she walked ever so closely to the bed. She laid straight.

“Should I take off your clothes for you? Or you’d do it yourself?! ” Princess Lena barked.

The maid jumped from the bed and broke to tears. She fondled with her dress’s, pleading for the princess to spare her.

Princess Lena turned to her, matched the girl’s crying face with a mocking expression, “Do you know how many men who wanna be you now?”.

The girl’s crying reduced, she breath in and out, she took off her clothes. Bare bodied, she replaced herself of the bed, shutting her eyes.

“For the records” Princess Lena rose from her bed, and smiled seeing the young girl’s delicate body, “Just know I am not obsessed with you”.

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Lord Gaston frowned as he returned the ally treaty to the Queen, “I tried, my Queen, but the new Dark Dynasty King is not like his father”.

The Queen glared at the Lord with her angry blue eyes. Gaston looked down, afraid to meet her gaze. He had tried but the boy was stubborn.

“I hear his mother was murdered by that boy, Scott’s, Luna. Shouldn’t he want revenge?” the Queen boomed. The palace guards bowed.

Gaston nodded, “I told him we’d fight his enemies as well but he said doesn’t war. When I spoke of fighting the pack, he got angry”.

The Queen screamed and the guards ran to her, “Take this animal out of my face. Incompetent animal!”. The guards did exactly that.

Lord Gaston let himself be carried away by the guards. When he was out, they apologized but he told them to forget it.

It’s all they had to suffer after the Queen got mad due to her husband’s demise. Her husband who wasn’t supposed to be King at first.

Two young maidens ran to him as he was leaving the palace, their eyes were wet, “Your highness, Lucy is with… with the… Princess”.

Gaston was having a hard time recognizing the two girls, but as they spoke of Lucy, he ran with his might towards the Princess’s yard.

He stopped the maidens from joining him in the room as he knew they’d not like the sight. He barged in and found a painful sight.

His fiancée atop the girl, doing horrible things to her. Both of them naked. On the Princess’s bed.

He closed the room so the moaning wouldn’t escape. He couldn’t believe he was used to it.

“Leave” the Princess moaned, glaring at him but it softened as she went under the girl.

Gaston sauntered towards them, he saw the boiling water. Dragging the Princess out of the girl, he threw her into the boiling water.

Her ear piercing screams didn’t move him, he threw the crying girl the Princess’s clothes, “I’d assign you to the kitchen. Leave now”.

The girl nodded running off. She was met by her sisters outside who hugged her, crying. Lord Gaston seethed hearing the girl loudly crying.

“How dare you!”.

He turned to see the Princess naked and angry. Her body seemed burnt but it cleared off as it had come. She was a very exceptional being.

Her bare wet body made his organ rose but he ignored the feeling, “You’re disgusting!”.

She stomped to her bed to wear her clothes, seeing them not there, she turned outside. She arched her eyebrows at Lord Gaston.

“I gave her your clothes, of course. Get dressed in something, more appropriate, please. Let’s go on a walk. We need to talk” he sighed.

“No, let’s talk here. I don’t feel like… wearing anything. I feel bad for what I did” she sneered.

Her voice did strange things to him or was it her melody, “You’re a princess and we’d be married soon. If you need me, tell me”.

She folded her hands, pushing her round breasts higher on her chest, looking fuller, “Well, you weren’t around. So…”.

Fed up, he threw his coat on her. He couldn’t even concentrate without tracing down her body. She snickered, covering herself with it.

“So what was the answer of Gerard? I wished I had gone myself. I haven’t seen for years” she traced the slight burns that she just got.

Her fiancée rolled his eyes, “Gerard is no more as tough as he was. He lost his mother on a war with werewolves. He’s disappointing”.

The Princess pouted then smiled, “You’re jealous. And he’s only disappointing now cos he’s mourning. He fights well, you’re not close”.

Lord Gaston sighed. Only disapproving words she had of him. She and her mother, they never believed he could do anything.

And somehow he never seemed to disappoint them. Their kingdom system was messed up. No King. A highly sexual princess.

And now a war with a powerful nation just to get slaves. Not to forget, allying with werewolves they knew hated humans.

“Well, we have Red Mountains. And since they’d be handling their fellow werewolves, we’d handle Galdrish. This will be fun” she chuckled.

She brought out a pipe from her cupboard and began smoking it. She giggled when she choked. The Lord shook his head. What a princess!

“Should I perform the ritual with Scott anyway?” she asked him when he was about leaving. He froze.

“It was my father’s only wish so I want to, but it’s weird. He’s married and I’m engaged now”.

“You don’t care about our engagement. And why can’t you just kill the boy? Must you…” Lord Gaston sighed.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

The crazy one was her father anyway. His obsession with the young red haired wolfess was so bad, he now wanted her son as well.

The only dying wish he could give his daughter, was to make sure in her lifetime, she had intercourse with the red-haired boy on his grave.

It was barbaric but she accepted. Maybe because it was her father’s wish or because she loved the thought of it.

“Do what you want, your highness. Our engagement and marriage is just arranged. It’s just formality” he bowed.

She made an “hmm” sound before giggling as smoke came from her nose. He excused himself and left her room.