The Alpha’s Triple Lunas

Evelyn had goosebumps thinking of the war between Galdrish and Craitan. It was happening too fast.

She would even add that it was very impulsive on Craitan’s part as they didn’t seem to have a battle strategy.

All their forces were marching to Galdrish. While Evelyn had already heard that one third of Galdrish’s force will meet them at battle.

Another one third would be backup.

And the last part guards the kingdom. Also, all of the villages at the outside of Galdrish had been emptied into the city.

After Craitan’s full force reaches Galdrish. Some selected spearmen and archers had been assigned to raid Craitan.

Craitan had surely not thought of their own people. No protection at all for them.

Spies of Blue Moon at Craitan even said that it was the Princess leading the war and not a general. They had no general.

They were heading to an epic fail. It was certain. Unlike their allies, Red Mountains, who had more chances of winning their counter packs.

Red’s warriors were at their border awaiting Red Mountains warriors. Margaret had led children and old folks to Forbidden Forest.

The Alpha’s spell on the forest, though he’s dead, was still active. And the caverns at the forest were stronger than houses at Blue Moon.

Also, the animal wolf pack had called more pack for the protection of their forest. Evelyn could commend Scott and Red’s strategy.

She sneaked out of the house Jackson had ordered the female wolfesses to stay in. They hadn’t all gone out as they’re warriors as well.

Evelyn was grateful that somewhere in the world, other than Galdrish, women were allowed to fight and not seen as mere properties.

She searched for the house Lydia and Han were supposed to be at. Chan had joined at the battle front as he had experience in war.

“Eve, why are you out of the house?” she heard from behind her.

She turned with a sorry look, “Sorry, Jackson, I’d go in but where’s Lydia and Han. And has Margaret come back yet?”.

Jackson flipped his hair back and took her hand, heading back to the house, “They’re safe. They’ll be at the forest till the war’s over….”.

Evelyn snapped at him, “At the forest. Why? Why did you let them leave without telling me? All of them are in danger now?”.

She could trust Margaret to lead the vulnerable masses to safety and return back. But Lydia and Han as well? And Chan was also at the front.

“Lydia is with Scott. Han went to check on the war between Craitan and Galdrish. Craitan is supposed to reinforce Red Mountains with soldiers. He’s there to warn us”.

Evelyn shook her head. No, her family weren’t used as bait in a war that doesn’t concern them. Why didn’t she leave when she had the chance?

“I deserved to know. Lydia, Margaret and Chan are out there. And Han is being vulnerable to the reinforcements, isn’t it?” she barked.

She was outraged. Jackson tried explaining but she pulled off from him and went back to the house.

Trouble won’t stop coming after this world. If they survive all this after all is done, she and her family would be gone from here.

(At the Outskirts of Galdrish)

Princess Lena marched along with her army, atop her white horse. Lord Gaston, riding besides her.

She looked ahead at the villagers, cooking peacefully, and smirked. They showed no fear like their death wasn’t near. They dared her.

“All at once, burn down Galdrish and all it’s people. Bring the remaining to me in bonds!” she bellowed, her army charged to the village.

She heard Gaston make a disappointed grunt but she ignored him, unsheathing her sword and jumping down her horse.

The ‘villagers’ tore out from their old ragged clothes, revealing their thick armors, they charged at the Craitan soldiers.

Gaston was stunned by events and delayed descending his horse.

As Princess Lena joined her army at war, more than a hundred men jumped from nearly forest, encircling she and her army.

The men were small in number compared to her military size but if it was an ambush, she had second thoughts.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She charged at them, slicing and diving and swerving her sword about. One had cut her but looked dismayed when it healed immediately.

“E for Effort” she sliced down his head and kicked towards another soldier, knocking him off balance. Galdrish’s soldiers did have skill but her army had great size.

She saw Gaston joined the fight besides her and helped him fend for himself, he was no warrior, just a spoilt brat Lord.

A knife was sent into her but she responded by cutting the soldier’s arm. Her injury healed back.

Soldiers around her separated from her was they thought she was a demon. A brave Galdrish soldier engaged her in a sword fight while more attacked Gaston.

Gaston stumbled, nearly falling on his own sword, when a dagger flew to the head of the man who wanted to give him his death blow.

“Don’t die here, Gaston. You’re so useless, leave for Craitan immediately, Craitan would need you as King” Lena helped him up.

With unknown strength she tossed him up to her horse, who she earlier whistled to some closer, “Don’t come back for me”.

Gaston was about protesting but the horse galloped to the air and crushed down Galdrish soldiers trying to prevent it.

Princess Lena swirled her sword in the air and striked behind her, slashing down three heads to the ground. Blood splashed on her face.

The war was not becoming too favorable. She brought of her whip and threw it at a soldier who she had watched kill her men.

The whip pulled the soldier through the rough ground, all the way to her. She cut off his head then. The war was no longer fun to her.

She had thoughts of calling a retreat but the shame of a failed battle would eat her alive so she looked away from her soldiers.

“Fight! Fight! It’s better you die with honor than die with shame!” she roared at them. They roared back the motto, “No victory, no return”.

She smirked, that was a motto her father used to enslave them, till now. She buried her sword at a Galdrish soldier trying to kill a young soldier.

She pulled the young Craitan soldier up, “Follow me. We’re going into the forest. Heads up” she diced another soldier running at her.

He nodded and ran into the forest. She swirled her sword and made her last kills before running along with him.

She had to fulfill her last assignment, her father’s dying wish. Having Scott have sex with her. It was worth the war and her soldiers’ life.