Alpha's Cursed Luna

ALEXANDER

The party was extravagant with the heavy amount of food laid on the long table waiting for everyone to dig in. On the top corner, the DJ was playing smooth classical music while some werewolves glided to the dance floor, moving their bodies according to the rythm of the soft music playing. The smell of deliciously roasted chicken wafted through the air, waving across the wolves gathered in a nearby area. Some mouth watered as they stared at the mountain of food prepared for the celebration which was about to start in a few minutes from now. My eyes swept the whole room in observation. There was a massive bright golden chandelier that occupied half the space above the area, its shining light covered every corner of the place, showing absolutely no room for darkness for the massive crowd of different wolves, each different packs. The wolves collected themselves according to which pack they belong. The Red Silvermoon Pack stood out inevitably with my fiercest and most capable warriors I've trained for years after the last war. When other werewolves would pass by in front of them, I could clearly see them tremble in fear. They would avoid stepping within a meter from them and hurrily scurry back to their own packs, and it gives me the utmost satisfaction to know we were the strongest pack that could even stand up against an army of wolves, should war ever surface from one of the Alphas around me again. The Red Silvermoon pack settled at the front, whilst the blue mountains pack gathered at the opposite side from us. Other packs like Crenshaw Wolf, Dark moon, Silverwood, Black Shadows, Green moss, Ocean Howls, Blacktooth Guardians, and Delta Hunters Pack surrounded the place where each gathered at one spot around the corner of the hall. Not a single pack is missing from the party tonight, all to honor the Alpha who has celebrated tons of parties without a mate clutching my arms on my side. Other Alphas had been too eager for me to introduce a mate, which was undoubtedly crucial in boosting reputation as the youngest alpha amongst them. Without a Luna, my pack is still missing a part of themselves, and it would have stayed that way if I hadn't found Eleanor, who was now sitted on the chair right beside me, clutching my arm softly while she blinked at the large amount of people crowding the entire hall. I stared at her side profile for a long moment, memorizing the small, dellicate features of her innocent face while I had the chance. Her clean, dark eyebrows looked fierce on flick, looking down on her long, sweeping eyelashes as she blinked. Her light natural makeup and dark mascara made her large eyes pop, however she wore ocean blue contacts that replaced her pure blood red ones. Still, it suited her effortlessly well. No matter what color her eyes were, I bet she'd look naturally gorgeous in each one. I watched closely as Eleanor heaved in a deep breath, her small pointy nose matching her large eyes and pink, juicy plump lips that glimmered with her nude glossy lipstick. Her cheeks blushed slightly, making her look more and more like a blooming flower in a garden full of beautiful red roses. It was a pleasure looking at her beauty from this close a distance, with her flowing wavy chocolate brown hair cascading down her arched back.

“Damn.’ I said to myself.

She's too gorgeous.

My wolf suddenly growled as he felt various pairs of lustful eyes tearing Eleanor's dress at this very moment.

I look around the room, darting my eyes on every unmated werewolf eyeing my sexiest, goddess- like mate.

When they each noticed my deathly glare directed towards them, they immediately ripped their shameless eyes off my most prized possession.

I smirked, returning my gaze to Eleanor.

I noticed her gulp, sweeping her eyes across the room as if in search of something.

Placing a hand on her waist, I began stroking her back softly in a bid to help her relax and lose the tension in her body.

"Is everything alright, my love?" I whisper in her ear, leaning down gently as to not cause a startle within her.

She whipped her head and looked at me, then shook her head in response.

A smile was plastered on her face.

"Yes, everything's perfectly fine."

I furrowed my brows closely. Although she appeared calm and collected in the outside, I could sense the tension building up in her body from the mate bond.

Nevertheless, I smiled back right before a small group of people marched their way across the table in front of us.

"Alexander Wade. It's good to finally see you, with an enchanting Luna by your side,” I shot my eyes up at the athletic, strong-looking man who stopped at the edge of our table, smiling down at me then glancing over to my beautiful mate. A tall, blonde woman stood by his side, their arms locked in each other leaving not much of a room for personal space.

I stood to my feet and Eleanor rose from her chair right after.

"Arragon.” I shook his hand before he reached over to grab Eleanor's. I felt my eyes widen slightly and my wolf growled the very moment his hand grazed my mate's skin, igniting a raging fire deep within me as my own possessiveness began to surface.

Arragon then tossed his hands into the air, taking the warning for the cautioning it was meant to be. "Woah", he eased backward a step, seeing the glowering expression on my face I'd been wanting to supress, yet couldn't. His mate and Luna looked back at me in fear. Right now, all other werewolves stopped whatever they were doing to watch the whole scene. Loki was being way too overprotective tonight, which was only supposed to happen whenever he senses danger coming near.

Just then, I felt my mate's hand suddenly touch my right arm. Caressing me gently with her light, magical touch.

"Alex.. It's okay,” I made a sideward glance, looking over at Eleanor whose eyes glowed brightly as she gazed up at my face. Only then did I feel Loki slowly loosen his grip on the reins, allowing me to get back control over my human body, positioned in a protective stance.

Only then did I felt my vision clear, feeling my muscles relax under her soothing touch.

"I don't know what's come over me," I said

Arragon laughed and waved his hand in front of his face.

"It's your wolf, isn't it? Happens to me every time,” He added, glancing at his mate then winking at her. The Luna rolled her eyes in response.

"Well then, shall we get this party started?”

"Certainly." I said and took Eleanor's hand in mine. She flinched a little and I felt her body stiffen when I tugged her hand.

I began rubbing small circles on the back of her palm, leading her the way as we marched towards the stage.

A few seconds later, Arragon positioned himself beside his mate and leaned closer to the mic before he opened his mouth to speak.

"I would like to offer a word of thanks for every one of the Alphas who accepted our invitation here for tonight, to celebrate one of our alpha's newly found mate after years of running a pack without a Luna by his side, Alexander Wade."

Everyone in the hall clapped as I took a step forward while gripping her small hands in mine.

One of the omegas then handed me a mic and I glanced at Eleanor before turning to the crowd to introduce her for the very first time.

"My mate and soon to be Luna of Red Silverwood Pack is Eleanor Raven, daughter of Alpha Victor of Blue Mountains Pack.” I tugged at Eleanor's hand, urging her to take step forward into the spotlight in front of the whole crowd.

She first took a deep breath and finally ambled to stand by my side.

As soon as light illuminated her goddess-like face, the crowd gasped, and each unmated male wolf froze in their spots, taken aback by her sparkling beauty, while most females sneered in utmost pride as well as jealousy upon seeing her incomparable beauty which made all other females in the hall look like frogs with their heavy make up and unreasonably long eyelash extensions sweeping the entire floor. I smirked, unable to shove down the feeling of pride and jealousy whirling deep within me like the strong, rustling wind.

After a few moments of silence, the crowd roared and clapped even louder than the last. Some whistled and some shouted her loud compliments at the same time.

However, only one pack kept their silence while the rest of the crowd expressed their admiration towards my mate.

The Blue Mountains Pack.