The Alpha's Enslaved Luna

CRIMSON SHADOWS PARK.

20 years earlier…

The cold evening breeze came silently but slowly from a distance, carrying the smell of evening dew and fresh perfumes of flowers. One could hear the sounds of various creatures of the night, the hoot-ing of the owls, the songs from the melodious nightingale. It was so peaceful, so calm and also, so open.

A woman's voice could also be heard in the silence of the twilight, her voice texture was so soft like a drop of early morning dew on your face and smooth like butter. If you don’t know your way around, you would mistake her to be the goddess of music. But she was not there alone, her two children were seated close, listening to her voice.

“La La La, La La La…” She kept on singing.

She stopped abruptly when she heard a loud knock on the door.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The person kept on banging on the door.

“Who could that be,” She said, “Tyler, go and check who is at the door will you?”

“Who else do you think it is? It's him of course.” He replied to her.

She frowned at him, “ Just open it for him, will you?”

He hesitated for a second, but the man outside kept on hitting the door.

“Open up this door!” The man from outside called out.

Young Tyler reluctantly went and opened it for him. The man, his father, came in. He didn't even heed to the greetings of young Tyler, he just went straight to where his mother was pulling her up by her hair.

“Why didn't you want to open the door for me quickly when I was knocking?!” He raised his voice at her.

“Please, let's not do this in front of the children…Please,you are hurting me!” She cried out.

“Which children, these two little wimps?” He growled out in disdain.

“Daddy, stop… you are hurting Mummy,” cried young Ava, who came to rush him but he used his elbow to hit her out. She fell on a couch beside them.

Young Tyler didn't do anything. Although he was boiling red, he just stood there amidst teary-eye, and watched his father maltreat his mother, he hated him so much for that. To him, he was nothing but just a stranger and he swore never to be like him.

His father and his mother were not true mates. They were chosen by their different packs to be mates. His mother was forced into mating with him and she hated him for that. As a sign for her to revenge, she gave birth to him and his sister, neglecting the both of them when they were still little because sometimes when she looked at them, all she saw was nothing but the man who raped her. She would always unleash her anger on them whenever it got to her head and this affected young Tyler mentally. Sometimes he was seen conversing with himself and people thought he was losing it.

Their father was an Alpha so it means wasn't always at home to give them that support and whenever he was there, instead of checking on them, he used it as an opportunity to force their mother, his supposed mate to lay with him, and the most shameful was that, he would do it there—in their presence…

Today, he came again to do what he always did. He dragged by her and used his other hands to tug at her dress forcefully. Impatient, he stripped down the dress from her body and flung it across the other room, leaving her naked and exposed for everyone in the room to see.

“Please, not again… don’t do this, please.” She begged him.

“Shut up! You are mine and I will do whatever I want with you, wherever I want and whenever I want!” He continued, “You hear me?!”

He went back to kissing her roughly, fondling her breasts with his fingers. She cried and begged but they all fell on deaf ears.

Young Tyler was irritated and got fed up with what he was seeing, and so he took his sister outside of the mansion, and locked the door.

That night, he did something very dreadful, he killed both of them. Though the death of his mother was a mistake he never regretted one bit. He was now a psychopath.

***

His sister, Mistress Ava came and sat with him by the lake. It was his get-away spot, a place where usually came whenever he wanted to ease off his stress.

“I knew I would find you here.” She said, staring into nothingness.

There was silence for a minute, then he finally spoke up, “Do you think I am turning to him?”

“ To who?” she asked him, pretending to not know who he was referring to.

“Dad…” he faced her,“oh, how I hate calling him that name.” He shrugged.

“Why will you say so?”

“Look at what I did to her today, I would have killed her…”

“Shh…Don't say that.” She cut in,stopping him halfway through his sentence.

“B—But…I would have done it if only you didn't stop me…” He stuttered.

“That is why I am here…To look after you, my senior brother.” She smiled.

He turned to her and smiled too, “Thank you.”

They hugged each other for a while and then turned to watch the sun give way to the dark slowly.

“The sun is beautiful.”He said after a while of observing the Sun settle down.

“It sure is…”she inhaled deeply.

“Come on, let's go back…Our guest must be worried-sick waiting for us.”

They both stood up, dusted themselves a bit, then started heading back for the mansion.