THE ALPHA'S BRIDE

"Really?, you mean that Alpha Phil, leader of the Bloodstone pack is without a Luna?" " I wonder why the Moon Goddess hasn't chosen a bride for him, could he have done something punishable? " " Oh, how I wish the Moon Goddess could choose me for Alpha Phil, I'd be the envy of all eyes"... All these were the rumors circulating in Atlas, a world for demons, vampires, wolves, and even humans with the Moon Goddess ruling over them. Alpha Phil, the founder of the Bloodstone pack was one of the most powerful in the whole Atlas. Other pack founders dared not get into a beef with Alpha Phil because it wouldn't end well. All and sundry respected Alpha Phil. All these qualities and powers for an Alpha without a Luna? Yes. Alpha Phil's year to have had a Luna had passed six years back but still, the Moon Goddess hasn't granted him any... OVER AT BLOODSTONE PACK... "Why isn't my dinner served already!" Phil yelled A skinny tattered looking young lady rushed to him "I'm sorry Al...". Not waiting for her to land, Phil's strong fists met her jaw, he gave her a blow which pushed her to the floor " How many times Emma, how many times would I repeat myself? " he questioned coldly. The skinny lady identified as Emma kept quiet shivering on the floor avoiding eye contact with Phil "I...I'm sorry ma..master" she stammered fighting hard to make sure those tears don't drop from her eyes Her offense was calling him Alpha instead of Master as Phil has instructed her so many times to do Phil stared at the scared lady shivering helplessly on the floor, then at his phone. " Three minutes, you have just three minutes to prepare my dinner. If it's not ready by then, trust me, you'd have yourself to blame" he scolded angrily walking out from the dining room... That was just what people, or should I say, Weak wolves who lived with him in his mansion endured. Phil was always this way. Cold, heartless, disrespectful, and anything awful you can think of. He was pissed at the fact that other Alpha's had a Luna, but he didn't. Alpha Phil had a passion of womanizing, his Playboy attitude was something no one could deny. His father when he was alive has once adviced that he stops his womanizing, but it only led to a heated argument between the both of them which the whole of Atlas heard of. Phil walked into his room to meet Celia still in his bed "You're back baby, care for another?" the w***e giggled "Get out Celia, we're done. I've paid you already right?!" Phil yelled "Things can't go your way all the time baby boy, or should I say Alpha without a Luna?" "I know why the Moon Goddess has refused granting you a Luna, that's because you don't deserve one. Just look what you wanna do, dump me?" Celia said, more like a question "Don't get on my nerves Celia. You're a human, and I'm an Alpha, I can make your life miserable, don't forget that" "Now leave" he added pointing to the door " Isn't it obvious Phil, I want you, isn't it obvious? " "Literally every single girl in Atlas has their eyes on you. I will gladly be a w***e to the great Alpha Phil. I love you Phil, I love you" she said with tears welling up in her eyes. All these scenes seemed to bore Phil. This wasn't the first time girls confessed their love for him and even tried making up fake pregnancies, but Phil always turned a blind eye. "Get lost Celia, you're no different from the others. Now get this clear, I don't love you, I never will and there's nothing, absolutely nothing you can do about that!" Phil scolded walking out of his room. He walked into the bar and gulped down half a bottle of Whiskey. He lit a cigarette and placed it in his mouth, finding solace in the sight before him. He walked towards the window where you could get a great view of the city, well, half of the city. Phil did this all the time when he was pissed off or sad, this was the only place he found peace of mind when not attending to matters of the city or doing anything stressful. He stared into the space in front of him, his mind pondering on different things. He wondered why everyone loved him and yet the Moon Goddess couldn't chose a single lady, just one lady for him. All other Alphas had their Luna and kids, yet he didn't even know when and why the Moon Goddess hasn't given him a child. "Ma...master, your dinner is ready" the previous lady identified as Emma said from the door drawing Phil out of his thoughts "I'd be down shortly, leave" Phil commanded not even sparing her a glance "Yes master" she answered as she turned her back, leaving the bar. Phil sighed... OVER AT THE MOONCREST PACK The family of 4 sat in the dining section having dinner. The Mooncrest mansion was big with over 600 residents, all run by Father, Mother, Son, and Daughter... Mila, the personal maid of Ava, daughter of the Mooncrest Pack stayed in the corner watching them eat. She salivated at evert gulp going down Ava's throat. Mila was a 26 year old lady, a mere human who worked as a slave in the Mooncrest mansion. She had a tiny figure, she was skinny and blonde haired. Her bras usually ranged from large AA's to small A's with size 'S' underwears so she had a tiny figure. Squeezing on her rag like dress, her mind was filled with nothing but revenge. She had a family, a family in California. They were all murdered by Jake, Alpha Sylvester's father, and she, abducted and turned to a slave here in Atlas...