THE ALPHA’S BROKEN LUNA

Reign’S POV

I tried as much I could to hide my fractured arm from the doctor and I’m happy that he didn’t notice it. I don’t want any of them to know, especially Alpha Hardin. Once the doctor leaves Alpha Hardin walks over to me and immediately, my breath hitches.

He has all kinds of effects on me. Both negative and positive. Whenever he comes close to me, I get scared that he might hurt me or scold at me with his Alpha voice, but then again, my heart starts summersaulting like I’m excited to see him.

How is it even possible to be excited and scared to see someone at the same time.

What exactly is wrong with me.

“How do you feel now?” He asked and I can feel some concern in the tone of his voice, but his eyes say something else.

It’s settled. Alpha Hardin is the most unpredictable werewolf in the world.

“Better, thank you”

“Take the rest of the day off” He announces and I snap my head up to look at him, utterly shocked and dumbfounded.

“Excuse me?”

“Excuse you?” He asks annoyed and I just sigh internally. Why the hell is he so short tempered?

“I’m sorry, I’ll just do as you say. Thank you very much, Alpha” I thank him as I arise from the couch I’m seated on and walk towards the door.

“Reign” He calls and I stop on my tracks and turn to look at him.

“Yes Alpha” I answer and he just keeps looking at me long and hard and I can’t help but wonder what’s running on his mind.

“Report here tomorrow”

“I will do just that, Alpha” I say Bowing my head and exit the office.

The moment I close the door behind me, I leaned by the wall and suck in a great amount of fresh oxygen. Whenever I’m in his presence, the air feels like Sulphur steams and I always try hard not to suffocate.

I don’t like the way I feel whenever I’m in his presence.

I walk out of Alpha Hardin’s chambers and go to the servant quarters where my bedroom is located with joy in my heart. I have the rest of the day of and I’m going to spend it sleeping my life away.

Wait, why did he even take pity on me?

Well, I’m not going to think about it. I’m just happy that he actually has a heart in the chest of his.

He still has a little part of his conscience intact and that’s a good thing.

Once I get to my room door, I’m shocked at what I see. My room door is completely ajar and seems to be broken. I rush into the room and I meet every thing in disarray. My bed broken, sheets torn, clothes in the wardrobe all torn and, broken mirrors all over.

The room is a complete disaster and without warning, I burst into tears. This is too much.

I can’t take it anymore.

Why do they hate me so much? They now have to follow to my very own bedroom, that means I’m not safe at all in this pack. One of these days, someone will have me killed and no one is going to be bothered.

Dear Moon goddess.

Why did you design my own life to be this way?

Just why?

“Like your new bedroom design?” Someone asks from behind and when I turn around, I’m not surprised at all to see Anastasia and her crew. There’s actually four of them and she seems to be the leader of them all. They are always following her and doing anything she asks like they were her slaves and I find it really hilarious.

Why give one person so much power over them?

“This is what a murderer like you deserves.”

“I am not a murderer!” I defend.

“Liar! You killed your sister when you found out that she was with the Alpha. You wanted him for yourself that’s why you got jealous and killed her”

“You really have no idea about this whole story do you?”

“I don’t need to know the entire story, I just have to listen to part where you killed your sister and draw my conclusions. You are a murderous psycho and you deserve to die!” She scolds and I just shake your head.

“That’s juts the limit of your understanding”

By now, other maids have gathered and they are giving me hateful glances as Anastasia keeps taunting me.

“You!” She calls as she walks towards me with a stern look on. “We all are going to make sure that you have no peace in this Castle, because that’s what you deserve!” She as she gives me a hard smack on the cheek and when I struggle to fight back, she hold me by my left arm and I scream in pain as she throws me to the ground. I quickly hold my left arm and start crawling backwards on my butt as she takes calculated steps towards me.

“You have the nerve to fight back! I’m going to teach you a bitter lesson!”

She states as she grabs me by the hair and pulls drags me on the floor with others laughing and making mockery of me.

“This is how Wilma must have felt when you looked at her in the eye and murdered her. Hers must have been worse because you were her sister! What a wicked soul you are!” She scolds and as she is about to smack me, someone holds her hand from behind and pushed her off with such strength that I cannot comprehend.

It’s Ma’am Sophia. She turns to the others who quickly scurry away in fear, including Anastasia.

She look at me and I just burst into tears as I lean by wall. Ma’am Sophia quietly sits by myside and takes me into her arms.

“They just won’t stop, will they?”

“I don’t think they will. As far as the Alpha thinks you are guilty, they all will”

“Then how come you don’t think the same?”

“Because I know that the Moon goddess doesn’t just make anyone Luna. You are not capable of killing anyone Reign, that is what I believe” She says confidently.

“This is more difficult than I had though Ma’am, the bullying and the insults, it’s crazy”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Everything is going to eventually fall in place Reign, be strong” She encourages but I just shake my head.

It’s not as easy as she thinks it is. I’m already devastated about the fact that my mate despises me. Having everyone else bully me only makes matters worse. This is never going to be over.

Even if I finish serving the one month and leave, it will never be well with me.

My mentor always spoke about a place called “Goodland” and he said it’s a place where stray wolves are welcomed and it’s filled with kind werewolves who are always willing to welcome others. I had hoped that after serving for one month here, I will go there, but right now, I don’t think I can do that anymore.

It appears I’m going to die here and I’m not going to let anyone kill me, if I have to die, then I’ll die by my own hands and if the Moon goddess questions my actions when I get to her, she’ll have to answer to me why she made my life miserable in the first place.

I won’t give anyone the pleasure of torturing me anymore. This has to end.