THE ALPHA’S BROKEN LUNA

Hardin’S POV

FLASHBACK

I walk into Kylie’s bedroom and chuckle when I find her still asleep. It’s five pm in the evening and she’s supposed to be up by now so she can prepare for the second training session of the day which starts at six pm.

I walk over to her bed and give her a gentle pat on her shoulder and she lazily stretches her arms and covers up her body with the duvet.

“Go away!” she slurs sleepily and I take off the duvet from her body.

“Come on Hardin!”

“Wake up sleepy head, it’s time to wake up, practice starts in an hours time”

“Can’t I miss just for today?”

“You very well know my response to that question”

“Come on, please”

“No, now wake up and prepare for practice else I’ll tell mum to come and make you prepare” I threaten and she immediately jumps down from the bed. She very well knows our mother will not be gentle with her the moment she walks in here. “Now that’s better”

“You are not nice at all” She laments as she walks into her bathroom and I exit her bedroom.

I very well understand why she hates to go for practice. Learning how to shapeshift is a very painful process and I remember actually boycotting a few training lessons with Miguel.

I go down to the living room and I’m surprised to see Wilma seated on the couch, probably waiting for me and I’m actually shocked as to how I can’t perceive her pheromone. Other days, the moment I start descending the stairs, I can already perceive it faintly but today is different.

I walk closer to her, hoping to perceive it but nothing comes and I’m actually baffled!

“Babe” She calls as she rises from the couch. I draw her into my arms and blow her a passionate kiss.

“I miss you” I confess the moment we break the kiss.

She had not been around for the weekend. She went to visit her cousin in the blue moon pack and I’m sure she’s just returning.

“Me too”

“Are you just coming back?”

“Yes” She answers with a beaming smile.

“So how was your stay there?”

“It was fun. Alisha’s mate is a whole vibe. I look forward to visiting them again”

“That’s going to a long time from now. I’m not ready to get you out of sight anytime soon” I say as I scoop her into my arms and carry her upstairs to my bedroom.

END OF FLASHBACK…

Crap!

It all makes sense now, I did not perceive the pheromone because she wasn’t from her father’s house. She had come straight from the Blue Moon pack and had not gotten in touch with Reign, that’s why she did not smell like her.

Even all the times when she spent week ends here in my house, I noticed that I never perceived the pheromone the next morning and I thought it was normal, but now I understand.

Indeed she always picked it up from Reign because the intensity with which Reign’s pheromone hits me is insane. Her smell is a thousand times stronger than Wilma’s and it now makes sense to me. She actually emits the pheromone but Wilma only picked it up.

Dang it!

Wilma would have been in big trouble if she was still alive.

Very big trouble. Manipulating me into marking her, to the extent that I almost married her.

That’s blasphemy!

I walk over to my wine bar and pour myself a shot of scotch and gulp down in one go.

I’m physically, psychologically and emotionally stressed up right now. How was Wilma able to do that so smoothly.

No loopholes.

Never for once did I doubt or suspect her. I was totally convinced that she was the one for me.

I knew she wasn’t my mate, but the pheromone I always smelled on her convinced me that we had a link, I believed we had a connection. That’s why I didn’t hesitate to mark her as mine.

This is just crazy.

My office door flies open, and Miguel walks in with a worried look on his face. I just mind linked him to report to my office immediately and here he is. I need to let this out of my mind lest it explodes out on his own.

“Bro! What’s the problem” He asks concerned as he walks over to me and I just pour myself another shot of scotch and drink in a go. I close my eyes as I feel the hot whiskey burn it’s way down my throat into my stomach and right now I can only imagine how the organs in my stomach are being fried.

My poor liver.

I’m about to pour myself another shot but Miguel seizes the bottle from my hand.

“I think you’ve had a enough”

“I just started!”

“I don’t care, you’re not having any drink again. Tell me what’s wrong!”

“You really want to know?” I ask weakly and he nods.

“Yes I do”

“Well I’ve fucked up big time!”

“That’s no news Hardin, I know you’ve fucked up a lot of times in your life” He fires back and I just chuckle as I look at the bottle in his hand.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

I really want to drink more!

“I just found out why I perceive the same pheromone from both Reign and Wilma”

“I’m all ears”

“Wilma always just picked it up, but Reign actually emits the pheromone”

“I … I don’t think I understand you”

“You do know that a shewolf can pick up another shewolf’s pheromone right ?”

“Yeah, that’s if they cuddle or wear each other’s clothes.”

“Exactly! That’s what Wilma used to do. Before coming to visit me, she would either stay close to Reign of wear her clothes so that she would pick her pheromone!”

“Evil!” Miguel exclaims in horror.

“Evil Indeed”

“But you know in a way this is your fault right? You very well knew she wasn’t your mate, yet you want ahead and started a relationship with her.”

“Miguel you talk as if you don’t know the power of that smell called pheromone. Take for example, you, can you resist the smell of Megan’s pheromone ?” I ask and he goes mute.

“That’s exactly what happened bro, I couldn’t resist it. I very well knew she wasn’t my mate but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t let her go!”

“I get you bro you, I get you. But then, how did she know Reign was your mate?”

“I don’t know and I don’t care, all I know is that I have fucked up big time. I have messed things up for myself and I don’t even know where to start.” I lament.

“Don’t say that, there is always a way to go about solving problems”

“Not in this case. Reign hates me, I saw it in her eyes and the way she spoke to me actually made me tremble. She’s beginning to regain her old self. She’s beginning to show who she truly is. She is no longer the scared victimized werewolf, she has become more courageous these days”

“And is that a good or a bad thing?”

“Bad, it’s definitely a bad thing and I’m finished completely!”