Mated To Alpha Kessler

“I’m your Luna, remember? And nothing bad; we shared a room. I can’t see the reason why we’re staying in different rooms; it looks suspicious.”

“Suspicious in what sense? I can summon you to my room when I feel like it. See, I acknowledge that you are Luna, but I just love my privacy,” I try to explain to her kindly, though the emotions inside me are conflicted.

Deep down, I understand her concern. It’s not about distrust; it’s about personal space. I soften my tone, hoping she’ll comprehend.

A room has been prepared for you. I’ll invite you over to my room whenever I feel like it, understood? I try to treasure her deeply.

She wanted to protest, but I gave her a cold glare that made her cower in fear. Sometimes I wonder why she is so fearful. I don’t like my women like this.

“I love them daring and bold like Lyra,” Dolph said in my head.

I yearn for a partner who exudes strength and fearlessness, someone who challenges me and matches my intensity.

I shake off the longing, refocusing on Annie, our upcoming baby, and above all, my pack.

“Earth to you,” she says, waving her hands in front of my face, and snapping me back to reality.

I gently take her hand and lead her out of my room to the one I’ve prepared for her.

“See, everything you need is in your room,” I assure her, feeling a sense of relief that she seems satisfied. “A maid has been assigned to you, and you’ll get to meet her tomorrow.”

I notice her initial desire to protest, but she ultimately decides against it. I was exhausted, and I had no energy to engage with her drama.

She moves closer, taking my hand and placing it on her tummy. “Can you feel it?” she asks, her voice filled with excitement. “That’s our heir, growing gracefully inside.”

My eyes light up as I feel the slow movement, causing my heart to leap with joy. I smile at her, the radiance of joy enveloping me.

“It’s just… incredible,” I murmur, overwhelmed by the sheer wonder of it all. “I’ve longed for pups, but I haven’t been lucky since Cassie’s death.”

Memories of Cassie flood my mind, as I feel the life within Annie’s womb, I can’t help but feel a gleam of gratitude for the chance to experience parenthood.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“I thank the Moon Goddess for this gift,” I whisper, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. I glance into Annie’s eyes and see the joy reflected in me.

I drop to my knees and press a tender kiss to her stomach, a silent promise of love and protection to our unborn child.

As Annie touches my face, I realize with a pang that the intensity of emotion I feel with her doesn’t compare to the overwhelming rush I experience whenever I touch Lyra.

“I need to grow up and stop comparing Lyra with Annie,” I admit to myself, realizing the unfairness of measuring them against each other. “They are different in their way.”

Looking up at Annie, I express a desire, “I want a boy.” She nods in understanding and responds, “Boy it is.”

I resolve to focus on the present and embrace the unique qualities and blessings that each of them brings into my life.

“Thank you, Annie,” I say, giving her a soft peck on her forehead. She giggles like a schoolgirl in love, and I walk out of her room.

After freshening up, I retire to bed. Lying there, I take my time to reflect on how my day went.

I make a mental note of what needs to be done with Jack, knowing that a petition has already been filed with the High Council. With that in process, I’ll be free to relate with them now that I have a Luna.

My thoughts drift to my dad. I wonder how he managed to cope when he found his mate after years of being married to my mom.

The strain on my parents’ relationship was evident. Despite their years together, the undeniable pull of the bond caused some compromise on my father’s part.

With these thoughts swirling in my mind, I drift off to sleep. Suddenly, in my dream, I find myself struggling with a wolf, my heart pounding with a sense of suspicion.

As a Lycan, I’m baffled as to why I’m struggling against a mere wolf; our powers shouldn’t be comparable. Yet, the relentless creature pounces on me, its claws digging into my flesh.

I fight back, but I feel unnaturally weak, unable to react as I normally would. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” I curse inwardly, managing to turn the wolf around and using my claws in a desperate attempt to defend myself.

As the wolf finally shifts back into human form, I’m taken aback by the unfamiliar face before me.

“Who are you?” I demand, finding my voice amidst the confusion.

“I should be the least of your concern,” the stranger retorts, his tone laced with warning. “But you are with my prized possession.”

Their words send a chill down my spine, realization dawning upon me that I’ve stumbled into a dangerous situation.

Doubt and fury swirl within me as I strain to recall where I’ve seen this face before, each attempt met with a pounding headache.

“Possession?” I manage to ask, my voice tinged with disbelief.

Stunned, I remain rooted to the spot, unable to react. First, he attacked me, and now he’s accusing me of possessing something of his. I was perplexed by the situation unfolding before me.

He doesn’t say anything and simply walks away, leaving me bewildered. Slowly, I manage to open my eyes, realizing that it’s morning already.

I ponder on the dream I had. I hardly dream, and when I do, it’s usually something significant. “What do I have in my possession that belongs to someone else?” I thought, feeling a creeping sense of unease.

Despite the nagging feeling in my heart, I know I need to regain focus and get back on track. I head to the gym to maintain my physical fitness, hoping to clear my mind in the process.

However, my efforts are interrupted by a sudden mind link from Julie. Though brief, the message immediately captures my attention, pulling me back into reality.

“Alpha, it’s Lyra.”

My heart skips a beat at the mention of her name. What could be wrong with Lyra?