Alpha's Unexpected Luna :Werewolf Shifter Romance Alpha Loves Luna, page 1
Alpha's Unexpected Luna
Werewolf Shifter Romance Alpha Loves Luna
Torry smith
BLURB
After the death of his father, the great Alpha King, his son is filled with anger and pain, losing faith in worshipping and serving the moon goddess. Gonzalo Hemming, Alpha Prince of Poldark pack, is caught between a rock and a hard place when he mistakenly gets married to a slave girl, Ashina Diego, instead of his supposed mate. He hates this slave with every fiber of his being and would give anything to see her spend her entire life in misery. He has accused her of treason and vowed to take revenge on her, as her father murdered the great Alpha King.
According to the tradition, the subjects and rulers of Poldark are not allowed to divorce. What will become of his supposed Luna? Will the prince's mate fight for her rights or allow destiny to solve the puzzle? Could this be a mistake by the moon goddess or was fate playing a quick one on him?"
CHAPTER 1 Beauty and the Alpha beast
"Why are you smiling?" Gonzalo spoke in a very high and unfriendly tone. "Can you not see you have stained my purity?" He grunted, looking at his stained regalia.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my bad," Ashina simply said, giving a cheerful grin. She turned and took in the view of the countryside in admiration. "The flowers here are beautiful and natural." Her voice was light and teasing.
Gonzalo gritted his teeth, but a high growl escaped anyway. "You swain!" Gonzalo held her wrist tight, his face deepened in a frown.
"Let go of me!" Ashina pulled out her wrist, pushing him away. She stared at him, in an attempt to read his mind. "This is not the way to treat..."
"You should be on your knees begging and kissing my feet for mercy," Gonzalo said.
"What for? Because I mistakenly stained your robe?" She looked around, expecting the random passersby to interfere and put him in his place. "So, I stained your cloth, and I said I was sorry. Okay fine, I'll buy you another one."
"You think I wear cheap wears, made by the local farmers?" Gonzalo straightened. "Kneel before my feet and plead for forgiveness of sin."
Ashina turned around helplessly, signaling every passerby to interfere. Everyone paid her dust. She rather noticed how they all bowed to greet him, some even trembling as they did so. One more close look at the arrogant man before her and she discovered he was royalty!
She looked at the other side, and discovered his guards were on alert, obviously waiting for orders. She raised her gaze slowly, obviously unsure if she had made a mistake.
"From my observations, I see you are a prince." Ashina folded her arms across her chest. "Prince, I am very sorry, if you wouldn't mind, excuse me." She turned to walk out.
"You dare to insult royalty?"
Ashina turned to face him. Her gaze narrowed, unable to believe a prince could be this feisty, frustrating, gusty, arrogant and grumpy. "You're insulting yourself, Prince. This is not how royalty behaves. You rather behave like a frustrated poor, local farmer."
Gonzalo Hemming, alpha Prince of the Poldark pack, watched the commoner walk away, happily flipping her arms. She seemed to be having a good time. Who was she? All his life he had been feared and dreaded by everyone, including the legal authorities. He was the law himself, his words were final. Who was she to trample on his ego and insult royalty?
"Follow her! I need every information about that swain." He spat disdainfully. "As fast as tonight. Now leave!" He walked hurriedly back to the palace after instructing his guards.
***
As Ashina walked past a small market, fading images of a young female child flashed across her head. The place felt familiar, although she knew she had never been there.
"Grab your books! Scrabble books! Buy a copy!" The tiny voice yelled, waving some scrabble books to sample them. "Beautiful one, please buy a scrabble book." She beaconed on Ashina.
"Let me see." Ashina reached for the scrabble book. Suddenly she had a Deja Vu
"Fifty bucks."
Ashina sighed. "I'm out of cash, will you follow me home?" She said. "Please?"
"My name is Chuchin," the bookseller introduced herself, a genuine smile in her voice. "Are you new around here?"
"Yes, Chuchin." Ashina smiled back. "Call me Ashina, I love your name by the way." Her brown eyes sparkled with laughter.
"I saw you earlier, with the prince." Chuchin looked around, then whispered. "Why did you talk to him like that? You shouldn't have, even though I'm happy someone finally stood up to him, but I fear for your life."
"My life?" Ashina asked in surprise. "Why?" She hated any conversation that involved the prince.
"Please go to the palace and make peace with him." Chuchin looked around again. "Do it before nightfall."
Ashina scoffed. "Hell no, I won't! Chuchin, I live over there," she said and pointed to a building, quite a distance from the market. "Will you follow me home? I Ieft some cash at home."
Chuchin nodded. "Okay, let's go."
The moment Ashina and Chuchin stepped into her house, Chuchin closed the door, then held Ashina's hands, looking into her eyes.
Ashina couldn't understand why tears built in Chuchin's eyes. She looked at her in confusion. "Are you about to cry?"
"Please go to him, beg him, kiss his feet, ask for mercy." Chuchin almost choked on her words. She was speaking as someone in a haste to leave. "Prince Gonzalo is not like his father, he is a ruthless ruler. He doesn't care about anyone except himself and his throne."
"Slow down." Ashina placed her hands on Chuchin's shoulders, then settled her gently into a chair. "Relax!"
"He doesn't value anybody's life. To him, everyone is a slave."
"Shhh!" Ashina placed a finger on Chuchin's lips. "That's enough. Nothing will happen, if he moves crazily, I will arrest him."
Something in Chuchin's voice sounded like a warning, but Ashina wasn't having any of it. She was determined to keep her day light and carefree.
She removed her jacket. "Tell me something, why are you so afraid of him?"
"Nothing." Chuchin pivoted, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked away, brushing off a tear. "I need to leave now, please make peace with him."
Ashina sensed she was not ready to talk. Maybe she was afraid. "I'll go get the money, Chuchin," Ashina said causally, walking into her bedroom.
***
"That commoner!" Gonzalo snapped, stamping his feet impatiently. He leaned back, arms crossed behind his head in a ridiculous way. Ashina's words consistently rang in his head.
"Don't let it get to your head," Danciana said, as she catwalked into the room, head held high. "Trust me to handle the situation."
"Her voice alone irritates me." Gonzalo clenched his jaw. He exhaled hard. "By the time I am done with her, she'll beg for death yet will not see it."
Silence followed for a while before he spoke again. "Who is she by the way?" He asked with frustration in his eyes. He leaned forward on his elbows.
"A traveller." Danciana narrowed her gaze.
"A traveller?" Gonzalo straightened his shoulders. "Mother please, I need it done tonight." He sounded defiant and angry.
Growing up without a father, his mother assumed the roles of both roles of father and mother in his life. She was his pride, his saviour and idol. She was a woman who spoke her mind about politics and a whole lot more. He loved her outspoken manner and business sense. She was too good that he didn't see a flaw in her. In his eyes, she was perfect.
The only times they disagreed was when she brought up marriage issues. To crown him king, he must be married for at least a year.
The throne belonged to him, with or without the king's crown. He still owned the kingdom, so why the rush to marry? He stated it clearly that he would never haunt for his mate. As royalty, he concluded his mate would have to find him by herself.
Danciana on the other hand, disagreed. Every kingdom needed a king, every king needed his mate by his side, to serve him.
He, however, stubbornly insisted on following his own narrative, leaving his mother to find his mate all by herself, however when his mother told him he had found whom his mate is, he felt disappointed. He preferred to live his life without being married.
Danciana stared at him without saying a word.
"Mother?" He called out. He had no desire to play the dumb game. "Mother, say something," he groaned.
"Have I ever failed you?" She asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Go about the rest of your day. Tonight, meet me at the V.I.P.'s prison yard."
Gonzalo lit up at the mere mention of prison. With a satisfactory wink, he turned and poured a large cup of coffee with a touch of regular milk, then slide the cup across the counter. He took a minute to inhale the fresh aroma before taking a sip.
***
Ashina settled herself into bed, then ran a hand through her hair. "It's been a long day. This town is small but interesting." She blinked, staring at the scrabble book in amusement. "What was I thinking when I bought it?" She laughed at herself, forcing herself to shrug.
Her heart skipped when guards broke into her house, pushing apart each door. She leaned her back on the bed, squeezing her duvet in fear.
"Who are you?" She asked in fear. "What do you want?" She broke into
The guards stood still. The chief guard, Boris, stepped forward, his shoulders squared. "Do you not know why we are here?"
Ashina thought carefully. She recognized one of Gonzalo's guards, but not Boris.
"Why are you in my house by this time of the night?" She asked, panting. "Whatever the issue is, trust me we can settle it."
"That is for the prince to decide."
That was the last sentence she heard! Next she woke up in a dirty room, her hands tied to the ceiling. Her feet didn't touch the floor, they were dangling in the air.
"What do you want?" Ashina refused herself to be suckered by fear. "Why are you doing this?"
Boris emptied a bucket of cold water on her. Just then, Danciana strode into the prison yard. Ashina struggled to recognize who she was, but she couldn't place the face. This was her first time seeing her.
"What? You were expecting pancakes? Eggs? Waffles maybe?" Danciana shook her head in derision. "You have no idea what just hit you."
Ashina's eyes opened wide as she caught her words.
CHAPTER 2 Bumped into her nightmare
Ashina spat out blood, panting profusely. She blinked her eyes repeatedly, struggling to try and remember who the woman before her was. From her regalia, she knew the woman was royalty.
Danciana stretched forth her soft hands and arranged the hair on Ashina's head. "You like it?" Then she pulled her hair, laughing hysterically while Ashina cried out.
"You insulted my son, how convenient." Danciana took a breath. "So now you cannot talk?"
Ashina wanted to talk, but she couldn't. She forced herself but ended up coughing out blood. Her pathetic condition didn't stop Danciana from slapping her across the face. "Speak!" She roared.
"I don't think she can speak, my queen." Boris said, carefully observing Ashina. "She is in a very bad state."
"Untie her." She instructed. "Lock her in the pig's cage with little food and water. Stale bread." .
Boris bowed. "As you wish my queen."
Danciana strode out of the prison.
Gonzalo furrowed his brows as his mother reached the throne room. "How is it going mother?" He asked. "Can I see her now?"
Danciana shake her head. "No, she is unconscious at the moment."
"Already unc
onscious when we haven't started?" Gonzalo scoffed.
Their conversation was interrupted when a guard walked in, whispering into Danciana's ears. When he was done, Danciana ushered him to leave. She looked up at Gonzalo, her countenance changed.
"What is it mother?" Gonzalo asked.
"The gods are with us." Danciana smiled. "Long live the moon goddess!"
"What happened?" Gonzalo asked with a frown. He didn't believe in any god or goddess. He stopped believing in them a long time ago.
"Her name is Ashina Diego." Danciana said, raising her shoulders dramatically. "Does that remind you of anyone or anything?"
"No," Gonzalo shook his head. "Who is she?"
"Follow me." Danciana demonstrated with her hands.
She walked to a golden decorated wall, and stopped in front. Danciana pressed some buttons and the wall shifted, opening and revealing a transparent list.
"This is my black book." Gonzalo stated, staring at his mother in confusion. "Whoever that is in this book, is as good as dead."
"Diego Walmart.." Danciana bit down on her lower lip, wondering whether or not to continue. "That commoner is Diego Walmart's daughter. Diego, your late father's slave, that was excommunicated and banished with his family, for murdering your father." She pointed at a name on the list. "Here's their family name."
"Ahhh!!!" Gonzalo screamed, then pulled out his sword in anger. "That daughter of a murderer!"
Danciana was fast enough to signal the guards to hold him down.
Gonzalo cocked an eyebrow, groaning. "Tell your guards to get their poverty infectious dirty hard hands off me!'
Danciana again gave signals to let him go. "Hold on, Zalo.." She stood in front of him.
"Mother I will not!" He raised his voice. "Finally, I will give my father the justice he deserved, the justice I swore on his grave to give him! Mother, move out of my way."
"Don't be foolish!" Danciana scolded. "You want to give her an easy death? Common! You want to go and behead her straight away? That is easy death! That is kindness to a murderer."
Gonzalo exhaled slowly, his tempers dropping. His brains started to reason in different angels.
"You won't kill her, at least not now." Danciana said. "She will work as a servant in this palace for the rest of her life! Day, night, under the rain, sun, in pains and tears..I will take it upon myself to torture her..she will die slowly and painfully."
"I cannot stand her sight mother!" Gonzalo spat in despise. "I hate her!"
"Okay, fine. Do whatever you want. After all you're all grown now and can make decisions for yourself, mine don't matter anymore." Danciana said.
"Fine!" Gonzalo frowned. "Do whatever you want with her, I don't just want to set my eyes on her again."
***
Danciana instructed the guards to nail Ashina to a large wooden crossand, for five hours. After that she listed the punishments that should be given to her, which included, rat torture, heretics fork and tongue tearer.
She took pleasure in watching Ashina bleed and cry in pain.
"Please spare my life." Ashina cried out. "I promise I will do whatever you ask of me. I beg you."
"Why did you come back?" Gonzalo demanded. He was the one to ask, ignoring her groans. "To finish what your murderous wretched father couldn't complete?"
"I've never been in this town before, I don't know what you are saying." Ashina responded.
"Lying Swain!" Gonzalo yelled.
Ashina's heart pounded hard, over fear, anxiety and confusion. She had never been in that town all her life. Were they mistaken her for someone, maybe her look alike or they only needed a reason to torture her, not minding creating false stories?
"I don't know what you saying." Ashina repeated.
Gonzalo made attempt to move closer to her but Danciana held him back.
"Don't give her the privilege." Danciana said. "I'll take it from here." She walked closer to Ashina, then pulled out hot iron that has been placed in fire over hours, she lifted the iron with all her strength, she pressed the iron on Ashina's face.
Gonzalo smiled in excitement as Ashina cried loudly. This was a lot better, watching her in pain everyday, this was the best way to give his father the justice he deserved.
