The Human Luna They Betrayed

EVELYN'S POV

I laid on the bed, my eyes fixed on the ceiling. It still felt like a dream, one I never wanted to wake from.

I yawned, slowly sitting up, hands stretching in the air.

A Knock rang on the door just then. My gaze turned, heart pounding hard against my chest.

Who could it be? Ryan? I swallowed hard, the memories of the previous night flooding my mind.

The door flung open and in, he strolled, his shoulders held high.

“Good morning sleepyhead,” a smile etched on his lips.

“Good morning sir…” the words slipped through my lips as I stared at him. He wore a smile, one that felt too real and charming.

“Sir?” He laughed. “Don't call me that. Call me Ryan, or Alpha Ryan. There's no need to be so formal with me.”

“Okayy…” I paused before I called him sir again. He drew closer, reaching for my hands.

“How do you feel now?”

“Much better than before. What exactly did the doctor do to me?” He laughed, his voice filling the room.

It left me with chills, in ways I'd have never imagined.

“It's good to see you're recovering fast.”

“I don't think so..” the smile vanished from my face, a thick grimace replacing it.

“What do you mean?” He sat beside me, still holding my hand in his.

I exhaled, not sure if I should tell him or not.

“On the night you saw me,” I pressed on, indifferent, “I was heading to the gate to the human world where I plan to be treated for a Terminal illness.”

“What?” He gasped, his eyes widening. “That's serious. But why the human world? Isn't there no one skilled enough in the werewolf world to treat you?”

“Unfortunately, yes. The doctor assured me that I'd be fine and much better in the human world.”

He paused, hand tapping against the edge of the bed.

Then he exhaled. “If that's the case, then you should leave at once. Your treatment is really important and shouldn't be taken with Levity.”

I chuckled. “And to what end? What's left for me to return to after getting well?”

“My son doesn't want me, and my husband? Worse than the devil. There's absolutely no reason left for me to keep living.”

“You can always start a new life,” he muttered, reaching for my hands. “You're young, beautiful and have a kind heart too.”

My thoughts froze. Those words stirred something in me. I stared at him, entirely speechless.

“If your husband doesn't want you, then that's his loss. I'm sure there are so many out there that are dying to be married to you.”

“Oh please,” I blushed, my eyes rolling. He had a way with words that made me flinch despite not wanting to.

“Good thing is, I can get those doctors from the human world so they can treat you here. That way, you won't have to go to the human world.”

“Really?” I blurted excitedly. He nodded, gently caressing my hands.

The excitement soon faded off, replaced by a cold saddening feeling.

He reached for my face, holding it to his face. “You shouldn't have this look. It doesn't befit you.”

I smiled. He did too, our gaze locked on each other.

“Where do you plan on going once you leave here?”

I flinched. Now that he asked, it dawned on me that I had no answer.

Where was I to return to? The same pack where I had been treated like dirt? Or to the human world?

I had no one left there. My family had disowned me the moment I decided a werewolf was who I wanted to spend my life with.

“Well, you don't have to think too much. You can always remain here as long as you want,” he said almost immediately.

“I'd really appreciate that, but I can also stay with my friend once I leave here.”

He frowned. “Your friend? You think she'd be willing to take you in for a long while?”

I was speechless. She would definitely have no problem with that, but her husband was who I wasn't sure about.

There was something about him that made me feel he didn't like me around his wife. Or perhaps it was just me thinking that way.

This was tiring. No, draining. My head was starting to ache just from the thought of it.

“What about your wife and kid? I haven't seen them around,” I asked, quickly changing the topic.

“Wife?” He laughed, his voice resounding through the room.

I stared, confused. Had I said anything funny or out of place?

I shuddered, certain it was the latter.

“I don't have a wife, and certainly not a child either.”

I was shocked. This had to be a joke. How could the Lycan king be unmarried, and without a child?

“You don't believe me? Well, you can ask the staff, and they'll tell you the same thing as well.”

I swallowed hard. This was too much to believe, but he looked like he was telling the truth.

“So why is it that you're not married yet? For the Lycan king, I am sure getting a beautiful and good woman wouldn't be a problem for him.”

“You're right,” he shrugged, smiling. “I did meet a lot of amazing and beautiful women, but none of them seemed to catch my attention.”

“Well, except one..” he added. His eyes remained on me, calm and almost charming.

One? What was he talking about?

“One lady has managed to catch my interest in ways I never expected she would.”

“Oh.. that's nice. Then you should ask her to marry you. I'm sure she wouldn't say no.”

I nodded, glad he'd be off my tail. “Yes, I'm sure of that.”

He paused, then cleared his throat. “Marry me Evelyn, and make me the happiest man there'd ever be.”