The Alpha's Triple Lunas novel Chapter 41

Chapter Forty-Two – Luna vs Lunas.

(At the Cavern)

Scott tied the shorts around his leg, before transforming to his wolf. Lydia’s mouth was opened when he looked up at her.

She touched the red tip of his tail. The contact with his mate made Walt purr silently. She bent down and massaged his legs that had red marks as well.

“You are one pretty wolf. Red and Black. Nice” she clapped approvingly.

“Thank you, Satisfied?” Walt titled his head. He knew she couldn’t hear him but he hoped she saw his tired expression. They’d wanted to see him transform.

“Your body bending and breaking like that. Is it painful?” his second spectator, Evelyn, enquired.

She seemed to be taken notes as she had a pencil and paper. She cared less for what he looked like.

Walt nodded. Then someone fell on him. He was glad he was huge or they both would have broken. It was Margaret. She had gone to fish with Han but was coming back alone.

“Margaret, why’re you running like a fish is chasing you?” Lydia smiled, but felt worried due to the speed her sister had ran in with.

Margaret breathe in and out before speaking, “You guys, Han just collapsed on the river while trying to swim. Also, I feel someone is watching me. Some dark energy I can’t explain is watching”.

Before she finished, Lydia and Walt were already sprinting towards the river.

She turned to her sister with her worried look, “It's scary. I don’t know why I feel it”.

“You know this forest is weird. Werewolves and magic. Maybe get used to it but be careful” Evelyn rubbed her back to calm her down.

“Over here! Han!” Lydia rushed to the riverside. Her brother was laying waist down inside the river, while the rest in the grass.

He had been excited about swimming and finally got permitted to, only to faint?

“I knew he never really recovered from that dragon bird hit!” Lydia wailed. Walt carried the boy on his back, Lydia supporting him.

They weren’t any medications in the Cavern. Werewolves don’t get sick and their injuries heal faster. Evelyn was jealous of this.

“I'd have to take him to the Blue Moon's pack doctor. Maybe Han broke something. His blood isn’t flowing right” Scott announced.

He used his wolf hearing and something about Han’s veins seemed like they were transporting blood the wrong place.

Evelyn stood up angrily, “No. Bring the doctor here. You’re not taking my brother to some den of unruly wolves”.

Lydia and Margaret gasped at her choice of words. Scott felt insulted but let it slide. It was Evelyn, she spoke as she felt. What could he do?

“It'd take two days to bring the doctor here as it could be an aged man with lots of medical equipment” he toned down his voice.

Evelyn looked unsure but she stood her ground, shaking her head.

“Werewolves don’t eat humans. They’re not barbaric” Scott soughed. Margaret came closer to him and hugged him.

Why was she the only one who felt how he’d feel when they spoke about werewolves like they were rabid dogs?!

Lydia rolled her eyes from the hug scene playing in front of her, “Why don’t we forget the doctor. Han just fainted. He’d wake up better”.

As she spoke, Han woke up. He began coughing out a great deal of blood. Some spurted out from his eyes.