THE ALPHA'S UNCANNY LUNA

(THE REBELLION) ARIANNE’S POV THE SKY IS EVEN DARKER FOR THE NIGHT. The storm is getting stronger and is accompanied by the flash of lightning and roaring thunder that’s shaking the ground and painting the entire scene in a more brutal way than it already is. The rebels had won and the rebellion succeeded. The entire pack of Shadow Moon is now in ruins. With the rise of the future alpha, I just cemented my entire life as the next Luna. “I’m sorry, I do. But this is the only way to have the future that we wanted.” I whisper, looking at the eyes of the current and just crowned Alpha of the pack, Arthur. The successor which is not even my father and the past Alpha’s child, but someone that he chooses over me, over us to rule the pack. A slap and an insult that pushes me to fix everything that I deem wrong and take what’s rightfully mine. “You---” Arthur tries to speak, but only utters some with his horse voice and all helpless state. “You will regret this.” He whispers, cursing me from deep within and through and through. With his eyes that marks the pain, anger, and curse. I could only smirk, swallow the conscience that remained in me, and put a brave front in front of him. With the poison in the wine that I made him drink, and too foolish of him to believe someone like me. He slowly closes his eyes as I whisper. “In all honesty, I did love you, Arthur. My mate, my Alpha, and the first and only man that I will ever reject.” My tear falls and the last pain, love and regret that I have vanish as I completely embrace the greed and envy for what he has and that I should have. Arthur took his last breath as the wine glass fell from his hand and shattered into pieces. Spilled the remaining wine on the porcelain floor and reflected the emotionless eyes that I now bear. “You choose this outcome and gamble with the process. Now that you have achieved what you desire, you should be happy, right, Arianne?” I ask myself while looking at my reflection in the spilled wine. With the lightning and thunder that is getting stronger with the storm that is getting heavier. I stand, brushing away all the remaining sympathy and positive feelings that I still have. I am no longer the princess of this pack, nor the curse one that everyone is running away from and considered as the omen. Now I do not need to hide, be in the shadows, and lock up in my prison room because I am a curse and an omen. With my wolf that they all called a curse. It became my ticket, my shield, and my sword in this battle. The cursed wolf that they call is the wolf that painted the entire mansion with their scarlet blood. As the people who belittle me and curse me through and through, their bodies that are scattered around and lifeless are just a piece of my price. With their blood that’s pooling all over the floor, it is my delight to step over them as I am more than willing to scream to the world that I and my wolf the responsible ones for this entire mess. Everything, where the half of it is for him. “For my beloved and the object of my worship. The one who gave me the key and escaped the tragedy that I once dwelled into. My savior and my man. This is for you.” I whisper, long submitted my entire self to the man that I choose to be this pack’s Alpha. The rightful one and my man. The mate that I want and I have right now. The one who accepted me first and wholeheartedly. The one who promised and fulfilled that first promise unlike anyone else. For him, for me, and the both of us, I will do everything. “Everything for his sake. And to this day, I have committed an injustice.” I whisper to myself all convinced and more that I made the right choice for my life and my future. I betrayed everyone, but can it be called betrayal? If the people whom I dirtied my hands with their blood is the first one who betrayed me? No, it isn’t. Now that I have fulfilled my part, I am sure that he will be proud of me. My man and my chosen mate. My everything, my greed and lust. Now, he will love me even more as he is now to be crowned as this pack’s alpha. “Right?” I ask myself while walking past the lying corpses with their blood spilled and slowly painting the marble floor with their scarlet blood. Then I stop, facing the door to the palace throne room. I push the double door open that is made with the finest and the most expensive wood that anyone could ever find and have. Just one of the picture-perfect pillars of this pack’s wealth and power. My family’s influence and status, my late and cursing father’s legacy. Which is now mine, for my mate, and to the both of us. “Arianne, my love.” That loving and sweet tone. The deep and husky voice that he has is just one of the little reasons and details why he is the one. His presence is oozing with authority, power, and pride. His stand and will to conquer anything and have everything is just his charm. With his powerful wolf and ambition that is more than I could ever wish for a man. I didn’t hesitate and chose him to be my Alpha. “Alphonse.” I delightedly called his name and rushed towards his open arms and tight embrace. His perfect build and well-toned body that every other woman would die to even have a glance. But for me, I have all the time and the liberty in the world to bask within his arms as he is mine and only mine. “We did it. Now, you have the crown of this pack’s Alpha. The most powerful one of all.” I whisper while looking at his hazel-colored eyes. His chiseled jawline, his high nose, his pinkish lips, and reddish-brown hair. Everything about him is carved by the gods. By the moon goddess herself. The man who is just like me is trash and nothing more but a nuisance. The shadow of his younger brother, and nothing more but an illegitimate child. But now he is everything but the things that have marked him since he was a child. He is now the Alpha and the most powerful one out of every other pack that is there to exist. His brother is no longer in his path, which is the one I killed with my own hands. Means the perfect world for him right now. “All because of you my beloved.” His sweet words and serenade, as he gently holds my face with his warm hands. “Now it is our time. With the title and the throne that I now have, after we clean everything, I promise to give you the world. My beloved Luna.” Sweet-sweet words that he whispers to my ears. His gentle and warmth that I am addicted to. His presence and everything of him that I treasure. His happiness and worth that is also mine. As I am willing to give everything for his sake, for our future, and for this love. “I love you, Alphonse,” I whisper to his ears as he traces his hand down to my neck and my back. I felt the shiver from his touch as he slowly leaned, pulled me towards him, and kissed me a bit aggressively. It is not sweet and a little bitter. But his obsession is my salvation as I let him trace my body with his kisses. Patted me with his light kisses to my checks, then down to my neck as he left a mark. His territory and lust. With his hand sliding beneath my clothes, he plays a bit with my breasts as he always compliments how huge and soft, they are. With his kiss that is now marking my left breast, his hand slipped down and started to trace from my legs and up to my thighs which made me shiver and moan in pleasure. His finger went to my underwear and played with my c***. I moan as he catches my mouth with his kiss and aggressively explores every crevice of me. I pant as we break the deep and dirty kiss, he then moves close and whispers. “I love you, Arianne.” “So, do I, Alphonse,” I whisper back and hug him tight. Knew and more that as long as he is with me, I can do everything. With the crown on his head, the title is the most powerful Alpha to be proud of. Six years had gone by. Time flowed fast as I did my part and became the regent who handles all the affairs of the pack and inside the palace. With my duty as the acting Luna, the future one and a queen in the human’s eyes. I did everything perfectly, knowing that soon enough Alphonse would one day ask me to marry him and I who once everyone trampled as a curse will be at the highest pedestal where I am the one that will trample them in exchange. As the regent of the Shadow Moon Pack, I did everything to maintain the image that Alphonse wanted. The perfect pack, with the perfect law and rules. With the military affairs on his hand, I work to maintain the order and his image to the entire pack. But. “HAVE YOU HEARD THE RUMORS?” everyone’s starting gossip. Words and their stabbing words that are sharpened as the days pass. As usual and always. In every nook and every given chance, they can mock me with their whispers, as if they intend to show it like that. But in truth, they are loudly mocking me and behind my back, literary behind my back as their words flow as daggers on my pride. “How many years had it gone by? Five? Six? Until when is she going to wait for something that everyone knows that impossible.” They circulated rumors with disdain in their words and tone. “Just what is she expecting?” The laughter that follows with their words and mocking. “A curse will always remain as one. She may be docile now, but what if her wolf gets out of control? No one is safe if that happens.” Their fear, no, their jealousy and anger towards who I am and worse since I become Alphonse woman. Their words intended to bring me down and bring up my curse, my wolf, and what I can do. The darkness in me, that is me, and their fear of that shadow. All to justify their petty needs and their wants that in this world, in this time, and even in the future, I will never be what I wanted to be. “For the daughter who betrayed her father and imprisoned her sister. Is it her that the Alpha wanted to marry?” their worried tone, but deep inside is their envious heart. Words and more have been circulating for a year now. Their mocking, jealousy, and pettiness gradually increase as time flies. Behind it all are their desire and wishes that I will end up thrown into the trash as a curse that I originally was. “I ask the alpha and guess what he said?” The question with a tone of teasing and a peal of laughter in between. I couldn’t help but clench my hands and hold my breath for a few seconds. All while showing my composed self as all eyes are on me. For the day and the middle of the fine and peaceful regular day, I am sitting in the middle of this café, alone and sophisticatedly while receiving the queen’s treatment. But in truth is mere bait as everyone around me are vicious and hungry shark that in any second will devour me whole if I am not careful and miss a calculated move. “The Alpha denies it.” Their laughter then echoes. A knife that stabs me multiple times that pains me more than they wanted, but I never show it or I will even the slightest. I will never yield nor give in to their pettiness, as I am the sore petty one and more than they will ever know. For I know more than anyone else that Alphonse loves me and only me. With this ring in my hand, as prof of that promise, I know that I am the victorious one at the end. As they can only cry with their pettiness and being a sore loser. “Yet, I heard that the Alpha is not Alpha Arthur’s cousin but his half-brother.” A sudden change in the line of gossip. New, intriguing, and is ticking me in all the wrong ways. “What do you mean?” the other asks with excitement and pretenses that she doesn’t know, but deep inside she does, as they are playing the hide-and-seek-like game right now. “Well, Alpha Alphonse turns out to be a product of the late Alpha of the Raven Claw’s one-night mistake. A product that is planned and boldly acted by his w***e of a mother. Which is a scary thing considering that he took this pack by force with the use of our late Alpha’s cursed daughter. A pair like that will never be blessed by the moon goddess. Which will put this pack in doom in the future.” They then laugh. Not because I am a few feet from them. Their autocracy and audacity to say those words that boil my anger and made my curse wolf whisper. ‘SHALL WE KILL THEM?’