The Alpha's Triple Lunas novel Chapter 6

Chapter Seven – Lydia is Loco now.

It wasn’t a cave. It was a fortress. Scott led the girls down to the very last wall. He punched a button and a stone rolled open.

Another world was behind there.

Everywhere green and flowery. There was a small stream that got it’s root from the forbidden river. It excited Margaret.

They weren’t any houses in sight and just vast green space. Only small animals ran about, no bigger mammals.

After surveying and finding only smaller caves inside the place, Evelyn confirmed that that was where she and her sisters would be staying.

Lydia began making weird noises and acting stubborn. She climbed down from Margaret’s shoulder and began running to a tree.

Margaret wanted to stop her but Scott held her back, “Let her play”.

Evelyn found a less creepy cave amongst the many. It was also narrowed in and had a hole inside. Would be very useful at night.

She was the one carrying their heavy bags so she dumped them on the floor and tried catching her breath. How would she make a home out of this cave? How could this forest be her home?

She recognized a rhyme Lydia was mouthing. She turned slowly to her. And saw Scott smiling at her. Like he recognized it.

Evelyn recognized it too. When Lydia was younger, she had grown fond of a young dog and it’s said imaginary owner. That was a song they made before she had the accident that nearly took her life.

It made her lose her memory but she was three then so it was easy to explain to her who her sisters and family were.

Her brain went back to that default whenever she was stressed. Maybe cos her brain never really healed as their uncle had no money for expensive healthcare.

Why was she remembering it now. Was her twisted leg too much pain for her? Or the new feeling of leaving home?

“Lydia, are you okay?” Margaret stooped to Lydia. She nodded with an innocent smile. Margaret knew she wasn’t.

If Evelyn was the tough and trouble sister. She would be the curious and cunning sister. Lydia would then be the wise and wicked one.

Innocent smiles coming from Lydia only showed she wasn’t okay.

“It is not a problem. She’d come around” Scott said to Margaret. He was holding a row of mattresses.

Evelyn’s jaw dropped when she saw the mattresses. Chic and silk. Could only be found at royal palaces.

If such materials were in the open market, the people rather used them to make pretty chic gowns other than using them for just mattresses.

And where did he get a mattress when he had no house?

He distributed the mattresses between the girls. Giving the red one to Evelyn. Blue to Margaret and green to Lydia.

Evelyn was stunned on how he could know their color taste.

“The caves are not usually cold in the day but they can be unbearably cold at night. Stay warm” he advised. The little wolf stayed besides him, tagging along like a normal dog would.

“Have you met us before?” Evelyn enquired, finally tired of keeping the questions in her head.