The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

(At the Cavern)

Han’s health has heartbeat has reached a stable pace. Some of his weak meridians are still channeled but the sisters hope his body holds up.

“Girls!” Jackson called out to them for the third time.

The sisters were inside the cave, one treating Chan, that had shown signs of infections he must have gotten from the prison.

And the other helping Han’s body heat balance with cold water.

“Stop calling on us. Don’t you see that we have people to cater for?” Evelyn stormed out of the cavern, hands on waist.

Jackson raised his hands above his head. He sees that alright. Since they had the boys they barely spoke go him. Even his mate. He wasn’t jealous but Damon was.

“Fine, sorry. I just wanted to say I’d be leaving for Blue Moon for a while. I should visit. I’d be back tomorrow” he turned quickly to leave.

“You are leaving us here?” a pint of fear was in Evelyn’s voice.

Jackson turned back at her, “I don’t want to”. She might never know how hard it was for him, for Damon, to leave his mate here unprotected.

But he was a Beta, and no matter what, had to visit his pack, especially now the Alpha wasn’t home.

Timothy ran out of Scott’s cave like he had some great news to tell, “Don’t worry, Evelyn, let him leave. I’m here to take care of you guys”.

Evelyn smirked, “Thank you?” she looked over at Jackson, disapprovingly, “I know your pack is more important than us but know we don’t turn to animals or have claws to defend our selves”. She said that with a judging tone.

Wasn’t she just toxic? Jackson sighed, “Yes, I’d be back”. What more could he say?

He scrutinized Timothy one last time, “Don’t start with your tales of telling them to leave”.

“I’d leave if I don’t find you back by tomorrow” Evelyn stated, “I don’t need anyone’s idea. I know what’s best for me and my family”. She went back into her cavern.

“Evelyn is pretty haughty, isn’t she? She ran off her first wedding. And insulted the future mother in law of Lydia. She’s that way” Timothy huffed.

Jackson glared at him. Well, he was glad she was haughty enough to not let herself get married into enslavement or her sisters.

She should just not be hot headed and know he wasn’t the bad guy here. And he wanted what’s best for her, them, so much.

“Take care of them as you said. If issues arise, die instead of them” Jackson meant that with everything.

Timothy just laughed but nodded, “Safe travels. Best be on your way”.

The way he cited he should leave made Jackson wanted to stay more.

But he resisted and left the cavern, giving one last look at the mischievous scowl on Timothy’s face.

The way back to Blue Moon back was as dull as the grasses around him.

His pack cut down on a lot of things; hunting, farming, festivals, just so they won’t be seen as a nuisance to the dark dynasty.

It was the only way of survival for them. As they were just a small pack, lucky enough to be picked under the trinity pack.

They were certainly not as gifted as the Forbidden Forest or as strong as the Red Mountains.

But they were resourceful, and hardworking. Giving food and supplies, to remain relevant to the trinity pack.

Much that the fact that they were also descendant of the moon goddess seemed to be far story.

Their natural strength and combat skilled where forgotten leaving them to be only skillful farmers.

“Beta Jackson!” the border warrior shouted as he sighted Jackson from far off. Jackson gave a knowing smile, walking even faster.

There was something about the way the warrior had called him. Like there was some trouble. It lacked excitement.

“Cleo was stabbed with silver by a dark dynasty soldier. Kyle’s men are seeking revenge. The Luna confiscated the soldiers’ weapons but they still want revenge”.

Jackson shook his head, hurrying over to the training field. Men of all sizes, raising their swords in the air, chanting war songs.

“Silence, all of you!”.

The men froze, dulling up their voices, bending their heads low.

“Jackson” a little voice interrupted the intimidating silence and a small girl ran to hug him.

He wrapped his hands around her, still looking at the men sternly. His little sister did know when to make an entrance, she stayed glued to him.

“They attacked the farmers while they tried harvesting yams. Cleo fought back and was attacked with silver” Kyle’s second in command explained.

“She’s not just our leader’s mate but a part of our pack. And if those soldiers dare lay hands on our women, we’d fight!”.

Chanting were followed with clanging of farm implements. Jackson knew they didn’t know a thing about war or revenge.

“And you’d risk getting pierced with silver too?” He came forward to them, removing his cloak to reveal the spiral scar on his neck.

“I got this by a silver arrow. I was in wolf form but the pain turned me back to human. Do you want such pain?” There was pin drop silence.

“Then Beta, think of how Cleo suffered when she was stabbed with it. The pack doctor fought hard to keep her alive. We can’t say silence. We are werewolves and humans are lower than us”.

There wasn’t any chanting following the second in command’s words. The men just looked at the scar, being sure they wanted none of their own.

“It is risky going against the dark dynasty. It will only bring more victims like Cleo” Jackson asserted.

“Then we don’t go against them but against them” The Blue Moon Luna appeared in the training field, holding a silver sword.

It wad one se had confiscated. The men went away for her. Jackson went backwards, his little sister as well.

“What do you mean ‘them’? What them?” Jackson asked, this Luna better not be under the influence of some drink.

She threw the sword towards the second-in-command, “We attack the border soldiers hurt Cleo. Intimidate them with our aura, and they do nothing but cower”.

She came forward, patting each soldiers on their chest, “They won’t know what hit them. But would know they’ve lost the will to fight”.

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Make the soldiers lose their will to fight, bow before them. Them bring their heads to Cleo. That alone could aid her fast recovery.

With the border safe, they can only await the response of the dark dynasty king, and whatever it might be, the Red Mountains warriors would have been with them by then.

Jackson was sure she was mad. She called that a plan or a show of power. But he dared not speak against it. She was Luna.

The men supported the suggestion immediately. Chanting and clanging their weapons.

“If any of the soldiers are with dark energy, you know your plan would be a suicide mission?” Jackson whispered to the Luna.

She smirked, “I’ve checked. The King was too greedy to give their mere soldiers that gift. Leaving them defenseless”.

She flipped her hair, stopping low. Her dress tearing away from her body and a brown wolf appearing. The men followed suit.

“Jackson, don’t worry, I’d bring back a toy for you” she mind linked before howling and running off, the angry wolf’s following her.

Jackson heaved a sigh, not of worry but of relief. If anything goes wrong with her plan, her husband would blame her, not him.