Poor Luna: My Cruel Alpha

JAYDEN

'Fucking Hell!'

I let out a frustrated sigh as I leaned back in my chair, my mind still consumed with thoughts of my mate. It was as if the moon goddess had a twisted sense of humour, bringing us together at the most inconvenient time possible.

Her presence alone made me feel weak in the knees, but I knew I couldn't let my guard down. My pack depended on me to make the right decisions and keep them safe, and I couldn't afford to let my emotions cloud my judgment.

But despite what I initially thought of her, she turned out to be more than I could have imagined. Her strength and determination had left my pack speechless, and I found myself drawn to her in ways I couldn't explain.

As the pack discussion in the meeting room continued, my mind drifted back to her. I did not wish to approach her too closely, but my wolf had other plans. My wolf growled at the thought of me with other girls, but I couldn't deny my physical needs.

Even so, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to our connection than physical attraction. I wanted to protect my mate from the dangers of our world, but at the same time, I was drawn to her. Her beauty and innocence were a deadly combination that was difficult to resist.

Hell, I never even thought in a million years that my soul mate would turn out to be 'the angel.'

She was destined to bring peace to our world, but with that came the potential for destruction. It was a risk I couldn't afford to take lightly and only added to the weight of the responsibility I now carried as her mate.

I mean, she was attractive, but she always concealed her curves with these baggy clothes. I wanted to see her bare chest and thighs through her baggy tops and bottoms, but I also wanted to keep a safe distance from her.

She was very young. Some people might think that she is too young for me. She was only 18, and I was 25. I was seven years older than she was. For some reason, the moon goddess saw fit to match me up with a much younger woman.

"We need to figure out what to do about those rogues, Alpha?" my beta asked, breaking my train of thought and returning to the discussion in the meeting room.

We were talking about the recent rise in attacks on our pack by the rogues, which we thought were just the start of a bigger, more dangerous plan.

"Like always, we'll handle it the same way," I responded confidently.

Sitting at the table with me were the elders of our pack, along with my beta, Mason, and my third in command, Dylan. Our monthly meetings were always important, but today's felt particularly urgent.

For weeks, we had been dealing with a series of rogue attacks that seemed coordinated and strategic. Our enemies might have discovered that the angel was among us and used these attacks to distract us from their true plans.

In order to keep the threats at bay, I only let a select few members of my pack know that Ava was my mate. After all, she was my mate, and her passing would also mean the end for me.

Her death might drive me crazy, and I didn't want to take that chance. If my enemies ever found out that I had found my soul mate, she would be the perfect weapon against me.

"We can't win the war without her, and you know it, Alpha," one of the elders said. "We need her on our side."

"We have been engaged in these conflicts for a long time before I discovered her, and we will do so even if she is not at my side," I retorted sharply.

'Did they think they needed to say I was an incompetent Alpha?' I scoffed inwardly.

The elders exchanged uneasy glances, but one of them spoke up again. "Her role in bringing an end to hostilities has been prophesied. While we do not doubt your ability to lead, Alpha, we must take all necessary measures to avoid needless casualties."

Although I knew that my pack's elders were right about the need for Ava to be trained and ready for the frontlines of the war, my wolf was hesitant about the idea. He was unwilling to accept the thought of our mate in danger, but we both knew it was the only way to ensure our pack's survival.

I told the elders, "Since she has not yet mastered her abilities, we will see to it that she receives the necessary training before being deployed to the front lines."

"Considering Elder Victoria's extensive knowledge of angelic lore, we have no doubt that she is the ideal teacher for the girl," said another elder.

"Soon, she will begin training, but for the time being, she will spend time getting to know the pack and its members. The meeting is adjourned," I announced and stood up.

As I left the room, Mason quickly followed behind, and we began the short journey back to the rest of the pack. The Crystal Blue pack was supposed to see me today, but their Alpha hasn't arrived for our meeting.

"Mate is in trouble," my wolf's voice repeated in my mind.

I sprinted back to my pack, my heart pounding and my legs burning from exertion. When I smelled the scent of strange people, I knew that the Crystal Blue Pack had again crossed into our territory.

As I arrived at my house, my eyes quickly found Ava, but they also found someone else standing too close to her. My wolf growled fiercely, threatening to break free inside me and attack the intruder. I struggled to contain my primal instincts and spoke up to assert my dominance.

But the stranger refused to back down, pushing me to the brink of unleashing my fury. "What the fuck are you doing here? Get out of my borders!"

How dare he come into my pack and disrespect me like that? It took every ounce of self-control to keep me from tearing him apart.

"No! Please don't do anything!" she protested.

Obviously, Ava had to intervene to prevent me from suffocating the moron to death. If anyone else had done the same thing, I would have killed them. She was my mate, though, so my wolf would never allow me to harm her in any way. Not even a strand of her hair.

Ava started interrogating him as soon as I could collect myself. "Why are you here? I told you that I'm not going back!"

"Dad is furious, Ava! You have to go back with us!" the mutt hissed.

When I realized it was him again, I wished to kill him more than anything else. It was him, Ava's so-called brother, Caleb. I knew why he was here. He really never cared about Ava like he acted last time. For starters, I already know how his pack treated her.

The moment I stumbled upon her, I began investigating her thoroughly. They were going to get what they deserved for touching her inappropriately. Though I have been called a cold, heartless monster, my pack would never tolerate anything like that from any member.

"I told you that I'm not coming back there!" Ava countered, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Ava, don't make me force you! You're fucking disobeying our father's orders!" her fake brother threatened her.

What she has endured is terrible, and no one else deserves to suffer something similar. I was amazed by her resilience in the face of such extreme cruelty. She did that, and I respected her for it. The fact that the knucklehead was trying to bring my friend down with him was the final straw as if I were going to sit here and let him return her to those horrible people.

Caleb yanked on her arm and scowled. "Come with me! We're going home!"

"Stay away from me! I said I'm not coming back, Caleb!" Ava shoved his hand away from her arm and snapped back, "Why aren't you listening? I'm not returning to the packhouse!"

"I don't care what you want! You'll go back with us!" he shouted.

With a deep growl, I confronted her brother, who had dared to enter my pack and question my authority. "Who do you fucking think you are, barging into my pack and giving me orders?"

He visibly gulped when he realized he was standing before the alpha, but it was too late for him to back down. I didn't like people knowing who I was, just like my father had taught me when I was young. I continued to hide behind a cloak even after I had taken over as alpha, ensuring that no one outside of my pack knew what I looked like. It was a useful tactic, especially in situations like this.

Had he known I was the alpha from the beginning, he would have begged for my mercy instead of trying to take his "sister" away from me. But I was not going to let that happen.

Ignoring my warnings, he argued back, "Mind your fucking business! Ava belongs to the Crystal Blue Pack! She's not under your command, Alpha!"

"I don't fucking care! She will stay here, and you can't make her leave the pack. Don't make me change my mind and rip you to shreds, so get off my territory. As for me, I'll be seeing your dad very soon, so be sure to pass that along," I declared, dismissing him with a wave.

Caleb clenches his teeth. He disregarded me again and glared back at Ava. "We're not done yet, Ava. I'll make sure you'll come with us!"

"Are you deaf, mutt? I said, get out of my territory!" I yelled at him, facing the wimpy werewolf head-on.

Ava's brother gave me a stern look before he stormed out of my property, leaving with his team of boy wolves. As I stared at him, my wolf couldn't contain his anger. He wanted to shred him apart and mutilate him.

I had plans for his father. And that involved making him pay for his past actions.

I knew he and his pack would be back, as boys like them always tried to prove their bravery by standing up to the alpha. But I was not afraid. In fact, my teeth were itching for a fight.

Plus, I hadn't killed anyone in a few days and eagerly anticipated their return. They may have thought they were brave, but he and his friends didn't know what they were getting into.

After all, I would make sure that his stupid father would pay the ultimate price for his crimes.