Luna s Mystic Three

Chapter 1.

ZENEVIEVA'S POV

I never thought I would get to this stage in my life where I would be facing such an epic fate in my life or facing the most powerful Alpha in all the Packs to exist and making my blood drain from my face. I had no future or hope except to survive living as a rogue until the day I was captured and brought to this reality I badly want to run away from.

Maybe being a rogue would have been better than staring into the eyes of this man who would stop at nothing but gladly Pierce my throat if given the opportunity.

He was like a fine wine. I'm a deadly poisonous cup and I'm like a fragile little lost white lamb seeking refuge.

"To hell with all this Father, I'll never make this scumbag my Luna." I heard Alpha Tyson scream at the top of his voice.

The blood running in my veins drained, and I got frozen at a place staring at the young man who called me a scumbag. No matter his personality and position, I don't tolerate insults in my life. I might be a rogue but one unique thing about me is the natural authority I seem to wield and possess. I never wanted a mate nor was I in any way interested in this since of life ever since my parents died. All I needed was a space to think and a time to implement my revenge on the pack that brought me this Inferior.

Maybe it's just in me, the royal blood that never seems to run dry is still active.

A loud slap that echoed in the room brought me out of my thoughts, for me to turn and see his mother in his presence.

"Mother, you slapped me." His voice was kinda teary this time while referring to his mother.

"And I'll do it again if you ever use abusive words on her." Her mother warned.

Geez! Luna slapped her Alpha prince in the presence of a maid like me. The fact that she doesn't support the stupid acts of his son makes me hail her a lot. She was dressed beautifully in her long flowing Lilac silk gown with a little slit that stopped midway through her thigh. Her oval-shaped face made her creamy skin look even more perfect. Her lush dark hair was packed up neatly to the side, making sure the tendrils were prevented from dropping on her delicate face.

I am in this palace as a maid because of her kind heart. She didn't mind if I was a rogue when I was captured here with others but she welcomed me to serve her personally the moment she realized that I was her son's mate.

Yeah! The scumbag of an Alpha is my mate.

"Tyson…" the Alpha king called his son who was stiffened at a place staring at the floor.

I can see how shocked he is to get such a heavy slap from his mother. His jaw twitched with anger and his fingers were clenched in a fist making his model face even more sexy. The annoying thing about him was his looks.

He was like an archangel, trying to get things done his way but he couldn't. His white shirt hugged his skin perfectly but his delicious naked arms were exposed from the effect of the sleeves which were rolled up.

The arrogant punk's hair was another wonder to behold, long raven hair that almost covered his eyes and deep green eyes to make him look like a delicious snack.

But again I was eagerly waiting for his rejection since it's crystal clear that he would never accept me and I don't argue about it. Tyson was way beyond my league, his arrogance was primal and he was rude as fuck. He can go to hell with his fucking lover, besides he has never treated me well since I stepped foot in this Pack Mansion.

"I will never be happy with you if the Royal staff is taken away from this family. So you better think wisely in order not to regret it." His father cautioned him in a warning tone.

He swallowed deeply with his gaze focused on his father. "What are you trying to say? That I should go ahead and make this bitch my Luna? Never, I'll reject her."

The Luna rushed to hit him again but I got to my knees. She can't continue doing that for my sake, it would only escalate issues with this man who sees me as an eyesore.

As much as I don't care whether he accepts me or not, I still want to remain in this palace as I have nowhere to go.

"Forgive him, Luna." I pleaded with my head bent low.

She stepped backward.

"And you think that will make me love you Vieva? You're a good-for-nothing female wolf, a rogue can never be my Luna… get ready to leave this pack." The Alpha shrieked at me with disgust running his toke and I got pissed.

I stood up and faced him. "I am your mate and that throne belongs to me, if you deny me that… then who will take my place?" I questioned him bravely, pretending not to know that he has a lover.

"Marcella is the only woman I've ever loved and not a maid like you." He retorted.

"Then go ahead and reject me, that's what I'm expecting." My voice was damn hoarse this time.

"If you dare it, I'll throw you out of this pack just like you're planning to do to her… and for you to save yourself from my wrath, I am giving you just ten days for your coronation and mating ceremony to take place… or you'll lose that throne." The Alpha king remarked to his hearing and his face was priceless in shock. A wave of anger and disbelief washed through his face and he growled.

I took a deep breath and then leaned on the wall. This is getting more intense than I thought.