Chapter 3 A brute

Its been a week Since I arrived at midnight pack. The midnight pack is rumoured to have the most ruthless and feared Alpha across the land; Alpha Killian also known as the dark Lord.

He earned his name after conquering packs that dared provoke him. It's said that he doesn't spare anyone once he attacks, not even a child.

I made the decisions to come here after Theo brought home his mate without giving a single explanation.

I always thought that we would live happily ever after but after Sandra came Into our lives, everything changed.

Theo started treating me like something he was disgusted with.

He avoided me like a plague. At the beginning, I thoughts that if I was patient enough, he would come back to his senses and remember the promises we made to each other. How wrong I was to think that!

As if stripping me of my Luna rights wasn't enough, he made me serve his mate.

From his beloved wife, one that he could not live without, I was reduced to a damned servant.

He should have saved me some face and allowed me to be a regular servant but making me serve his mate was like an insult, a slap on my face.

He didn't even show a hint of remorse as he decided my fate.

" I always told you, didn't I? You were never enough to be the Luna of this pack." His sister had taunted me, reminding me that I was nothing compared to Theo's mate. She was beautiful, graceful and of alpha blood, nothing compared to my beta blood.

"You should have known better than get involved with a man who doesn't belong to you. If you know what's best for you, don't let me see your face around this pack." Sandra, Theo's mate had said to me one evening. Theo had given her so much power that she could tell say that to my face.

The pack members did not spare me either. They stopped taking orders from me, even disrespecting me openly.

When it was time to deliver mature she -wolves to the Dark Lord, I took the place of the selected lady from our pack after helping her escape with her mate.

A loud knock on the door interrupted my train of thoughts. I wiped the lone tear that had escaped my eyes before making my way to the door.

When I arrived here, I was given a room of my own and not a shared one like the other ladies offered to the dark Lord.

I didn't think about it because I was told that the shared rooms happened to be all occupied.

Of course, not everyone bought that but I didn't care. Someone like me didn't deserve any special treatment so I didn't bother listening to the other ladies when they claimed that I must have used some juju on the person who allocated the rooms for us.

Pulling the door open, I was greeted by Beta Marcus' angry face. As always since I arrived here, he was glaring at me.

Sometimes I can't help but question if I ever met him before and offended him

The look of disgust on his face as he looked at me could not be hidden. But then again, there's no way he would Know me. Ever since I arrived here, I made sure to disguise myself and stay low key. I can't have anybody finding out that I am not any selected Lady from the Silver Moon pack but the former Luna.

That would be disastrous, both for me and for Theo.

Being perceived as a spy is the worst fate one could ever be bestowed to. Especially if the person involved is Alpha Killian. I certainly don't want to die yet.

" The Alpha seeks the audience of all slaves at the Hall." He announced, making sure to stress that I am nothing but a slave.

" Yes." Bowing in respect, I replied.

Beta Marcus huffed before walking away.

What a grumpy man. Thank the Moon goddess he is still mateless. I wonder who can stand such a kind of person. Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

Walking back to the room, I changed my clothes before quickly brushing my hair and headed out to the Hall.

It's been a week since we arrived here and we never got to meet the Alpha. It's said that the Alpha was out of the pack for business.

This will be the first time I will be meeting the Alpha in person and I can't help but feel nervous.

They say that the dark Lord hates it when people look him in the eye. When in his presence, you should keep your head low, always unless he asks you otherwise.

Walking down the hallway, I realized that I didn't have any idea where the said Hall should be.

Thinking about it, it seems like Beta Marcus did it on purpose. Asking me to head to the hall and not even sparing the directions? What a petty man.

I decided to follow the hallway, perhaps it will lead me to the destination or at least I'll spot someone who would direct me.

I was walking hastily, looking around when I collided with something hard yet warm.

I closed my eyes, bracing myself to welcome the pain that would accompany my fall but after three seconds, I felt nothing, prompting me to open my eyes slowly.

My eyes came face to face with the most pitch black orbs I have ever seen, making me blink twice to confirm whether I was seeing right.

My eyes wandered from the eyes to the sharp eyebrows and paused at the large scar on his left eyebrow.

I had this weird urge to touch the scar so I did.

From the scar, I traced his handsome face, cramming each and every curve.

" Not done admiring?" His deep husky voice jolted me to my senses and I quickly withdrew my hands pushing myself to a standing position only to find out that his hands held my waist tightly.

" Let me go." I whispered, feeling embarrassed.

Without a warning, the guy released his hold on me and I fell on the ground, butt first.

" Ouch!" I cried in pain, rubbing my ass and glaring at the culprit who stood before me with a smirk on his face. His expressions spelt arrogance making me curse him Inwardly.

Without another word, the guy turned around and left.

" What a brute!" I cursed, pulling myself up and following behind him.