Alpha's Secret Bride-Chapter 68: Truth Beneath the Silver Feast

"What is your name?" Elara asked as soon as they began to eat.

"Lunara"

"Nice name. How did you come up with such a beautiful name?" She further asked, looking at Luna Theresa.

"A four-year-old she-wolf with a supernatural insight who sees visions of the future gave her the name the day she was born."

"Wow! What is the connection between her future and the name?" Elara asked, holding her spoon firmly.

"She foretold that she would be a great Luna."

Elara’s spoon fell off and landed on the glass plate that was before her. She picked it up gently, looked at Oliver, and returned her gaze to Luna Theresa.

His throat dried up and he began to cough. Lunara, who was sitting next to him, gave him a glass of water. The cough stopped as soon as he gulped down the whole contents of the glass.

"Thank you," he said with a neutral tone. He lifted his gaze and all eyes were on him. Their worries were also apparent.

"I’m fine," he said with a smile, wishing Elara would end the topic. He hate to make wolves around him uncomfortable. This was why he left the ball on her court. However, seeing them trying so hard to answer Elara’s drilling questions made him feel like doing it the right way.

"Luna Theresa, did the young she-wolf tell you the territory she is going to rule?"

"No"

"Why?"

"She left before we could ask her questions."

"Lunara, how is your sibling?" He asked to change the annoying topic.

"She is fine."

"Why didn’t she come with you wolves?" Elara took over from him again.

"Her.... Blood -mother....took her away."

"Oh! she was adopted?"

"Yes," Lunara responded.

"If Lunara had been the adopted one, Luna Theresa, would you allow her blood -mother to take her away?" Elara asked, looking at Luna Theresa.

"No," she responded with a smile.

"I know you won’t; not because she is your blood daughter, but because you raised her and both of you are emotionally attached.

You adopted the other she-wolf when she was a pup, right?"

"Yes"

"Why did you let her go so easily? Does it mean you never showed her love and there was no emotional attachment?"

"We love her and we are so emotionally attached, but she insisted."

"No, none of you showed her love. She wouldn’t have agreed to go with her blood -mother. The she-wolf would have looked like a stranger to her if you had shown her love."

His guests stopped eating and continued exchanging glances with each other, apparently communicating with their mindlink. Elara kept quiet and concentrated on her food. She did not care how they felt.

All the while the conversation was going on, Lunara’s right leg was on his left leg but none of them knew what was going on under the table. He purposely allowed her because he didn’t want her to feel embarrassed.

There was a short silence as he uncovered the main-course meal.

"If she were my sibling, I would not allow her to go. I wished I had a she-wolf sibling," Elara said as she picked her fork up without looking at their faces.

The alpha king entered shortly and the pack-kins stood up and bowed. He waved at them and focused on Lunara.

"How are you, pretty she-wolf?" He grinned contagiously.

"I’m fine, High Alpha," Lunara replied with her head bowed.

"No...no, please, sit," he waved at his guests. "Oliver, we will have a serious discussion tonight. Meet me in my chamber by eight.

"Alright father," he replied and the alpha king continued walking. He suddenly stopped as though he had just remembered something and turned.

"Pretty she-wolf, today is your first time visiting the High Realm, right?" He asked. Lunara nodded abruptly.

"Make one request and it will be granted at once," he grinned.

"The Princess wished she had a she-wolf sibling. Can I be her she -wolf sibling?"

"Why not? Please, always bring her to the royal den any day she wants to play with my moonlight," The King said, looking at alpha Daniel.

"No, father, she can’t be my sibling." Elara dropped her cutlery.

"Why, moonlight?"

"They sent her own She-wolf sibling away!"

"What! Oliver?" Dad’s face changed immediately and he knew why.

"No, father," he shook his head. "Elara!" He called. The king began to walk back to the dining table. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Did you send one of your she-wolves away from your den?" He asked Luna Theresa.

"She....is....not my blood She-wolf."

"Did you send her away?"

"She went to spend some time with her mother," she faked a smile. "The she-wolf is like a stranger to her, so she is coming back."

"Good! When is she coming back?" Elara seized the opportunity immediately.

"Tomorrow or next."

"Alright," the King said and walked away.

"I’ll come to your den on Thursday and see how you relate with her and then decide if you will come here any time you want to play with us. If you can’t live in harmony with a she-wolf you grew up with, then you can’t live with us who are total strangers." Elara said.

Oliver lifted his gaze and none of the Greens were eating. Their eyes were on him, apparently waiting for him to speak. Elara had done a good job already and he couldn’t ruin it. So he decided to change the topic entirely.

"Dig in, wolves," he said with a smile, pointing at the food that was before them. They slowly picked up their cutlery and began to eat slowly. Elara excused herself and left after a few minutes of silence. She couldn’t wait for dessert.

He started his normal and monological kind of conversation with them and they began to relax again. Lunara continued from where she stopped before Elara joined them.

The pack-kins stood up when the dinner was over, but Lunara stood back. He understood she wanted to talk to him, so he sat back and relaxed on the dining chair.

"Lunara, please meet us outside," Alpha Daniel said after shaking hands with him.

"Alright, father."

"I’m mad at you?" Lunara said when her parents had gone out of the dining chamber. He looked at her face, he didn’t see any madness in it. All he saw was a face filled with excitement and fulfillment.

"Why?"

"You never told me you were the Moon Prince!"

"You never asked."

"I’m sorry."

"It’s fine."

"I’ll come and spend some time with you on Saturday," she grinned.

"Oh...that’s good. Please, come along with your sibling."

"No," she said and threw her face away.

"Why?"

"She likes you," she said with a low tone.

"Do you want her to hate me?"

"No, but I..."

"I have known her for over a winter now and I love her," he said, taking a step ahead of her. Lunara’s face changed immediately. He could see resentment in her eyes and he regretted ever telling her that he loved her sibling. He knew things would never be the same between them again.

"She doesn’t go ... .never mind," she said and squeezed her lips.

"Are you coming with your sibling?"

"She is not my sibling!"

He knew it. Things would never be the same between them again.

"Because I’m in love with her?"

"No"

"Because of what?"

"Her mother did not take her away. My father sent her to assist one of our aunts on her rice farm, but she went there and started messing around with he-wolves. She has lost her virginity to one of the he-wolves already."

There was a long silence between them. She turned and fixed her eyes on him. Probably trying to read his facial expression. He put on a sad look because he knew that was what she wanted to see at the moment.

"Who told you this?" He asked with a quiet tone.

"My father."

"Is your mother aware of this?"

"No"

"Alright, Lunara; your parents are waiting." She stood up and waved at him with a smile on her pretty face.

Back To The Present

Emma slid her hands and slowly folded them around his waist. He likes it a lot when she does that. She doesn’t know the immeasurable joy and butterfly she gives him each time she shows him that they are on the same page. She slowly rested her head on his back but did not say anything to him.

"Is my reason for inviting her to dinner good enough?"

She nodded, still holding him.

"I love you," she murmured breathlessly after a few minutes as she tightened her grip. He could feel her heart beating crazily on his back. He swiveled, lifted her weightless wolf, and responded with a deep kiss, while she wrapped her legs around his back.

He took her down when her device began to ring continuously. He reached for the phone and frowned because he knew why they were calling her.

"Moon- fall, father," she said, crouching on Oliver’s chest as he fondled her hair.

"I just want to remind you that Lunara is your younger sibling and she has a mating party next moon-cycle. Do not ruin it for her over a mere controversy. I never mated you to the Prince but you went after him to avenge what your sibling did to you!

This path you have chosen will destroy you! And if you think we are going to fold our arms and watch you take what belongs to Lunara, then you are the biggest fool on Earth! If you...."

Oliver snatched the phone from her and switched it off completely.

"Moonblessed, it’s okay," he said, holding her head firmly on his chest. "This is not your fight; it’s mine. Leave it for me."

He lifted his head when the chamber sensor light began to blink.

"Come in."

The door opened slowly and one of the maids who stood in the entryway bowed as soon as he looked in her direction.

"The King wants to speak with her," she announced. He noticed his mate’s heartbeat went haywire again. He placed his right hand on her chest to calm her down.

"Now?" He asked after a few minutes.

"Yes."

"It’s time for dinner and she hasn’t bathed."

"He is aware."

"Alright, where is he? I want to take her to him."

"He wants me to come with her. He doesn’t want you to come along, My Moon Prince," the maid bowed again. "He also said it’s going to be brief."

"I’m going to my chamber," he whispered into her ear. "We are going to eat our dinner there." She nodded and leaned up reluctantly, still holding his hand. He gave her a reassuring stare and led her out of the chamber.

"Please, bring her to my chamber after the meeting."

"Alright, my Moon Prince," the maid bowed and led the way. He continued staring at her until they were out of his sight.