The Alpha's Triple Lunas novel Chapter 83

Chapter Eighty-Four – A day of revenge.

This had to be the worst decision of her life. She ran off, dodging another stroke of the Princess. Why was Walt not howling for help?

She picked up a stick and threw at the princess, but she missed. She threw a stone and it bruised the Princess, but healed immediately.

Lydia stood transfixed for a moment before running from her again. Was she a demon? Even werewolves don’t heal that fast.

“Stop wasting my time, stand still so I’d kill you” Lena barked. Lydia scoffed, she wouldn’t dare listen to that.

But then a low growl erupted behind her. Lena froze gritting her teeth in disappointment. Lydia glared at Walt, where had he been?

Her eyes softened when she saw the hole at his sides, and it wasn’t healing. She turned at the silver in Lena's hands. This bitch had to taste it.

Walt crawled in front of Lydia, barring her from Lena.

“Awww, protecting your Luna? Is she your mate? Well, I’m sorry, sir, I have to take you with me. It’d be fun” Lena pointed her sword at Walt.

Lydia could fit her fist inside of the hole. The blood pouring out was too much. She stood up from her crouching position, staring at Lena.

Walt’s eyes glowed red and he looked up in confusion, “I dare you to touch him” he heard his mate roar.

Lena smirked, “Dare accepted, lady” she advanced towards her and Walt shrinked away from her sword.

Gathering courage and emitting an unknown aura, Lydia threaded upon the grasses towards the Princess, “Stand down now!”.

The Princess stopped moving, her knees cowering under Lydia’s aura. She didn’t know why but she tried to resist it and failed.

Lydia pushed her down. Lena fell, confused, she saw Walt’s eyes glowing and understood. She swerved her sword at him.

But Lydia caught it with one hand and pointed it at her, “You were warned!”, Lena sighed, the brat was drawing her mate’s aura.

“What will you do to me now? All injuries heal on me?” Lena chuckled.

Lydia shook her head, “Let’s see how this heals” she raised the sword, despite it’s weight, and swung at the head of the Princess.

Lena tried to dodge but her attempting running only gave the sword a better chance at her weak point.

Her head came rolling down to Lydia. Disgusted she kicked it towards Walt, “There, I got revenge for you”. She swirled the sword around.

Walt was crouching on the floor. A pool of blood had already encircled him. He made small whimpers.

Lydia sat besides him and tried to help him walk but he fell back. His red eyes died back to black. And his breathing slowed down.

Panicking she ran to call Margaret and any other Blue Moon warrior she would find.

(At Craitan)

Timothy ran back to his leader and nodded at him, “Yes, only four soldiers at the entrance. None inside, people are moving freely”.

The lady smirked, “I told you, Tim. They had a bad battle strategy. No one to protect their people” she went back to her team of archers.

Timothy left to the spearmen team and repeated his findings, the spearman leader also had a knowing smile when he thanked him.

Timothy didn’t get it, how could such a big kingdom have a terrible battle strategy. He pitied the people that’d be butchered.

“Are you really not taking them as hostages, the people of Craitan?” he asked his leader as he joined the line.