The Rejected Luna Queen

Alpha Bane's POV

Two Days Later

"Father, the werewolf market day has come and I must head to the next Pack to honour the event. If you would bless me, father."

I bowed my head a bit to show my respect as my father walked down from the throne toward me with a huge smile on his face. He looked so proud to have a son like me and why wouldn't he?

On getting to where I stood, he tapped my back three times and placed his right hand on my head, uttering a few words of prayer to the moon goddess before pausing to look at me very carefully.

"Go well, my son, and come back to me soon. The elders will give you a letter to give to them," he turned to one of the elders in the room who quickly stood and handed a note to him. "Tell the Alpha that I was the one who gave it to him. He'll understand why. There are issues that we didn't conclude the last time that I met him. Hopefully, this should handle it."

"Thank you, father."

I looked around to see some elders whispering to one another with smiles on their faces. They looked like people who had no care in the world. Perhaps, they didn't.

It was the day when the leadership of the Pack usually met to discuss pertinent issues and most importantly, to make merry. In front of all the elders were jars of wine and plates of well-fried pieces of meat which they devoured happily.

"Where's my brother?" I asked Mark, who was by my side the whole time.noveldrama

He turned and looked around but Dylan was nowhere to be found which was quite strange. We had talked about the issues concerning the boundaries of the Pack and how to deal with the reckless rogues that threatened to disturb the Pack for as long as they were around, all in his absence. It had never happened before.

Dylan was almost always the first to arrive whenever the meeting was held. It was something that endeared him to our father as he admired his punctuality. At some point, I had that feeling that he wanted him to be the Alpha and not me, especially after how he treated my mother; a crime which I never forgave him for. Well, I made sure that didn't happen.

"I can't find him," he said to me. "I think I should ask the guards.

I motioned to him to let me do that myself and walked to one of the guards who stood beside the centre table. "Have you seen Dylan?"

"No, my Alpha. He hasn't arrived."

I asked the same question to three more guards but the answer was the same. Then I thought it best to ask the guard at the door, knowing that he was the best place to spot all entrances and exits. I called out to him and he immediately ran to where I was.

Just as I opened my mouth to speak, Dylan walked into the room and he looked to be in a very boisterous manner. As he got inside, I perceived a very strange aura around him and it was very negative. Whenever I felt that way, it was only a sign that there was something wrong.

As I watched him move, I did my best to shake the thought off my head as I assumed that I was probably overthinking. Besides, there was nothing to be afraid of when it came to my brother.

Since I beat him to the crown, we had been on very good terms. Surprisingly, he didn't make a fuss about it. Instead, he showed great reverence and respect to me and did not quarrel with me over that. Not until Aurora came into the picture.

It was only then that we began to talk less and if anyone was to be blamed for that, it was me. Apart from that, we were alright, so I just kept that thought away from my head.

"Welcome brother," I said to him, extending my right hand for a handshake.

Instead of stretching forth his hand for a handshake, he grabbed my hand instead and pulled me in a hug. "Go well, my brother. The goddess is with you, my Alpha."

Every suspicion I had in my heart was dropped and I even felt so stupid for feeling the way that I did. I was so genuinely stunned by his immense show of affection that I nearly teared up a bit.

I hugged him back with joy in my heart as we said our farewells. As I walked away, I saw him stare at me intently and I waved one more time before leaving the

room.

Aurora's POV

I felt cold hands all around me as I struggled to get a hold of myself. I kept thinking about what to do as the dreaded day had come. I couldn't let Sophia cause the death of her mate. If only she knew what Dylan planned, she'd have let me talk to Alpha Bane that night.

I sat up on my bed, thinking hard and long about a way of sneaking out of the Castle. It was a difficult task, but one I had to embark on. If there was even the slightest chance of success, I had to take it.

I stood from my bed, ready for whatever was to come. Walking out of my door, I looked to my left and my right and saw that no one was looking. Then I moved gingerly, cautiously looking out for any of the guards but somehow, they seemed to be occupied with something else.

It was as though there was a special occasion going on, as Alpha Bane's father and some elders sat and talked in the throne room, as I sneakily walked past them.

Just as I was about to get to the entrance, the pin which I used to hold my hair together fell to the floor and I heard a noise from inside that sounded like the guards were about to come out, so I ran as fast as my legs could carry me out of the Castle without looking back.

It was only after I got outside that I noticed that no one was after me. I was just being chased by my thoughts and shadow and I hit myself in the head for it.

I bent low and watched the carriage where Alpha Bane was moving and I saw that

there were others following behind. Immediately, I stood and ran toward the carriages as they slowly began to make their way out of the Pack.

"Oof!"

I jumped with all my might and succeeded in holding onto one of the carts as it kept moving. I felt my legs being dragged on the floor as I clenched my teeth and hung on.

Then I placed my left hand on the carriage too and pulled myself up into it with a look of satisfaction on my face. Success at last!

I hid my scent to avoid being caught as the thought of Sophia looking around for

me crossed my heart. "Don't fret, Aurora. You can do this," Rose encouraged me, seeing that I was gripped with fear.

With clenched fists and a bent head, I said a simple prayer to the moon goddess.

"Help me."