De Moonlight Obsession

Alessia

The music died on a gasp as the grand hall's window shattered, unleashing a horde of black-clad men. I stumbled back, my heart racing, and Roberto, my fiancee's grip on my hand faltered.

The Moonlit festival's magic turned to mayhem in an instant.

"VAMPIRES!" someone screamed, and the hall erupted into chaos.

As if on alert, more vampires poured in through the broken window, their eyes bloodshot and cold, glowing sharply across the hall. I paled, my heart racing as panic set in.

The once vibrant hall turned into a battleground.

"Attack!" My father, Alpha Riccardo Diavolo, roared, and the warriors shifted immediately into their wolves, their furious growls filling the air as they lunged at the vampires.

How were they able to enter our pack? This was a question I had no answer to right now.

Women screamed, running when clutching their children and pups tightly, while the once-beautiful decorations were trampled and torn apart. Blood splattered the floor, bodies flew through the air, and the snarls, screams, and the clash of fangs and claws filled the hall. I stood frozen, unsure what to do, as the Moonlit festival descended into a living nightmare in front of me.

"Ahh!!"

My sister's scream cut through my thoughts.

"Fuck. Malicia!" Roberto shoved me aside before I could have time to process what just happened.

He hurried toward Malicia, fighting and shielding her from the vampires lunging toward her. And I was left alone. His behavior hurt me, but I shrugged it off. Not wanting to think much of it,

Malicia is younger and needs more protection, right? I forcefully pulled my eyes from them, the way he was holding her and the overprotectiveness... I shook my head and focused more on helping the women with their pups.

More vampires were breaking in, and from how this thing is going, I was afraid that if nothing was done, they might overthrow us. They are fast, very fast, and their claws are fucking sharper.

"Come here." I quickly grabbed a little boy that was crying. My nervous gaze flickering around in fear,

"Where is your mom?" He pointed to the woman lying down on the ground beside him, fear glinting in his eyes. Tears tugged in my eyes at the blood oozing off her mother's leg. What the fuck should I do now?

I need to protect this boy. I mumbled, fear gripping me hard. A hand from nowhere grabbed my shoulder, the little boy screamed out in fear and turned to scramble away. My body trembled, but before the vampire could slide his claws through my neck, a sword sliced through his chest, and his blood splashed all over me.

I cringed at the sight. My head moved up to see one of our pack warriors, Sir Luca.

"Thanks." I bit back my tears.

"Get a spot and hide, kid." He said instead and turned, attacking more of the vampires. So I used the opportunity to stand up, searching for the little boy. My heart drumming so fast, it's risky for him here.

"Fucking get yourselves to the crypta!!" My father roared through the mind link, and everyone started rushing, running toward the door that would lead to the crypta-a big hall that was situated underground, just below this hall that we were in.

It would quarantine our safety.

He has fucking seen that we wouldn't win this. Unless a lot of people will die.

"Shit." I cried out as people pushed me aside, running for their lives. I should turn and also run, but my fragile heart would forever judge me if I leave that little boy here. Those monsters will kill him.

"Alessia. What the fuck are you still doing?" My best friend, Sophia, stopped running the moment her nervous gaze fell on me.

"Just go, Sophia!" I screamed, amidst the noisy hall. She looked around the dead bodies and the vampires still hunting down people and shot me a sharp, panicked glance. "There is no time; we need to leave!" she hurried to drag me, and I squatted her hands.

That's when my gaze flickered on Roberto. He was protectively shielding Malicia and rushing both of them to the door leading to the underground.

Didn't he remember me? My heart clutched hard at the sight.

I know Malicia deserves more protection since she's young, according to our father, but then again, I am his fiancée. At least he should also protect me, right? After all, Malicia and I have yet to find our wolves.

Sophia followed my gaze to see Roberto and Malicia-how tight she was clutching onto him. She sighed and looked at me, concern flung into her face, but she was quick to push it away, keeping a serious face. "We have to get to the crypta now."

"Wait." I turned and under the broken table was the boy sitting and shivering in fear. I quickly bent over and extended my hand to him, despite how my body was shaking. "Come on." I mumbled with a smile.

He shook his head, tears striking down his face as he hugged his legs.

"Ahh!!" Sophia screamed and jumped off from the dead body that fell on her side. Her hand came to grab my clothes. "Come on, we have to leave!!"

My heart was beating faster. I couldn't fucking enter the broken table, and if this boy kept delaying, we all might die here. "Please."

"M...mom," he stuttered in tears, and my mind drifted back to his injured mother. I quickly stood up.

"Here." I pointed at the woman breathing heavily when lying helplessly on the ground. "That's his mother; please get her to safety." Sophia gave me a look as if I was crazy but hurried to the woman anyway.

Seeing that his mother was being helped, the little boy crawled out. I didn't waste time and grabbed his hand, running to the door. I saw my father hurry through the door with my mother. Almost everyone had hurried in there.

Sophia transformed into her wolf immediately and flung the woman on her back. She is the daughter of the gamma, so her wolf is massive. While my running wasn't that fast since I was yet to find my wolf. I am not eighteen yet.

The more I ran, the more I could feel the presence of the vampires closing in on me. My heart was throbbing so hard. We were close to the door; Sophia rushed inside and dropped the woman, so I pushed the boy, causing him to fall down and roll forward.

The guard there grabbed him inside, but the next thing, I felt someone jump on me. I screamed and fell to the ground. I was close; at least someone could save me, but nobody made an attempt.

Sophia was about to rush in but was held back by Luna Lupa, my mother. Immediately, terror flashed in my eyes as I saw one of the guards pressed the button on the wall. The door started closing up.

"Dad. Help!!!" I shouted, veins splitting out on my neck and forehead. My scared eyes flickered to Malicia, and I saw in confusion as a smirk slid into her lips. I didn't have the time to read the meaning into it.

My pleading gaze moved to Roberto, but he was motionless. His face was stony even as our gazes locked.

Why are they not doing anything?

"Alessia!!!" I heard Sophia scream; she has transformed into her human form. Left in between life and death, I managed to push the vampire away, but before I could jump in, the door was smashed closed immediately.

And my world flashed in my eyes. I went completely numb.

"You asshole!!" The vampire grabbed me again and spun me around, baring my neck to his sight. I shouted, my body trembling as I shut my eyes, accepting my fate.

"Stop!" A loud growl resonated the whole room, stopping him from sinking his fangs into my neck and biting my head off. The vampire reluctantly groaned in frustration, retracting his fangs in.

My eyes nervously fluttered open to find a man, so handsome with messy brown hair, stepping toward me.

Typical vampire gene.

He stopped in front of me, and his cold gaze bored into mine, flinching.

His gaze trailed all over me, inspecting me before his side lips twitched up in a frightening smirk.

"Keep her," he announced, confusing others. I could hear disappointed groans. And my heart skipped in fear.

He glanced at their faces, and they went quiet immediately. "Alpha Riccardo Diavolo might have escaped, but we have..." he stopped and his smile twisted into a deadly smirk. "We have something so dear to him. His daughter."

The eternal blinding light hit my face, making me groan and shift, but underneath me felt so cold and rough. My whole body ached, and I felt weak. My head was spinning.

It took me a moment to blink, open my eyes, and stare around in confusion. Where am I? That was the first question that penetrated my thoughts. My drowsy eyes glanced around, and the heavy iron bars came into view. I looked down at my legs to find them chained.

The sight was enough to have events of the Moonlight Festival flood back into my head. And tears dug into my eyes immediately. I didn't want to read meaning into the smiles on Malicia's face or the coldness in Roberto's eyes. Or even the way Luna Lupa had pulled Sophia back from saving me.

I get that Malicia never liked me even the woman I called my mother, Luna Lupa... She never failed to rub her disteate toward me but that doesn't mean that they intentionally left me there right?

They are my family, right?

I sobbed, hugging my knees as more tears rushed out. I can't fucking be trapped in here. Next two weeks is my eighteenth birthday and the coronation of Roberto as the Alpha in his pack, Black Moon.

He's the son of the late Alpha Malo and Luna Chiara. Just like him, many other pack Alphas and members also came to join in the celebration of the Moonlight Festival since it's being held in our own pack this year.

We might not be mates, but he had promised to accept me as his chosen mate. He's the only one that actually cares for me in that fucking hell apart from Sophia and Maggie, the chief omega.

Although I couldn't deny the way he cares for Malicia. Again, I pushed the thoughts away.

I didn't want to read any meaning into that. Alpha Riccardo, my father, has told me not to think about that.

To him, Malicia is younger and needs all the protection in this awful world. My eighteenth birthday is next two weeks when hers is the next upper week after mine.

So which younger? Just a few days different.

"Where is she?"

The voice from outside the cell cut me off my thoughts. And chills ran down my body.

"In there." Another voice replied, and the next thing, I heard the sound of an opening lock, then followed by the opening of the door.

I looked up and gasped as I saw the same man from yesterday. The same messy brown hair guy, and now I could fucking get to see his full appearance.

His eyes still had those frightening glints in them, but he still looked handsome with his pale and flawless skin. He was clad in a long, flowy blue cloak.

I could have admired him if not for the fact that he's our enemy. He stopped at the entrance of the cell, and his sharp gaze ran over me.

Flipping his finger in the air, three hefty men walked in.

"Take her to the throne room. The king wants to see her."

WTF? He can't possibly be talking about King Vincenzo Salvatore Esposito?

"Is there another vampire king?" My instinct taunted me, and my palms turned cold.

As if he read my thoughts, he gave me a cold smirk. And my eyes widened, fear gripping my heart tight.

I have heard different tales about him, and believe me, none was close to anything good.

"Now!" He snapped, his facial muscles tightening in a grip.

The hefty men strode in and roughly dragged me up.

"Let me the fuck alone!!" I yelled, struggling, but I was no match for them.

My strength was none to them, not when I haven't gotten my wolf yet. But that still doesn't stop me from yelling and shouting.

They can't fucking drag me to that vicious king like a worthless rag doll.

"Trust me. You all are going to regret every bit of this!"

"Oh." The messy brown hair guy smirked, tauntingly, earning a sharp glare from me.

"And we can't wait." He flashed me a wicked smile before his face hardened. "Now, move her!"

Despite my struggle, I was dragged into where I don't know, but one thing, it's where their fuck-up king was waiting for me.

I haven't seen him, but I heard he's the wrong person to mess with. Someone that has the mind to boldly kill his father at the tender age of fourteen-how ruthless and cruel could he be?

Before I knew it, the door was pushed open, and the next thing, my knees were pushed to the ground with two of the men's hands on my shoulder, pinning me down.

I had my head lowered, afraid to gaze into that bloodsucker monster's face.

"Here, she is. My king." The third person from those men said with a bow.

I was shaking inside. My heart beating so fast. There was a dead silence, enough to make the air feel thick with tension.

Then I heard someone walk in, the door closing behind me, yet I couldn't bring my head up to take in the intruder.

"What's your name?" A deep, cold voice cut through the air like a sharp sword, authoritative, and I felt a chill down my bones.

I don't need to be told who the heck he was.

"Is she mute?" He sounded irritated after I didn't respond. One of the men immediately grabbed a handful of my hair, dragging my head up to meet his gaze.

I winced at the sharp pain that shot all over my scalp. But the moment my gaze fell on the man sprawled on the golden-decorated couch, my breathing stopped.

He looked like a god himself, like he wasn't of this world. His piercing green eyes seemed hypnotic. I gulped, my gaze sweeping over his face-chiseled features, sharp cheekbones, and a strong jawline that made him almost unreal.

His dark, sleek long black hair was perfectly styled, highlighting his pale skin and sharp pointed nose. My eyes lingered on his full, inviting lips that were pressed in a tight cold line, and heat rushed to my cheeks.

I flushed, embarrassed. How could I be drawn to a bloodthirsty monster? I mentally chastised myself. I fucking have a fiancé!

"Name!" He repeated again, and I almost flinched. His aura was so strong. Frightening.

And without daring to maintain eye contact, my trembled mouth moved before I could stop it. "A.... Alessia."

He didn't say anything. All I got in reply was a deafening silence. Slowly, I nervously peeped my eye up to find those green eyes shut.

For some odd reason, my heart dropped. I really wanted to look into those eyes once again.

"Fuck it. Snap out of this, Alessia. He's a monster!!" I scolded myself, grimacing in shame at my thoughts.

His eyes immediately snapped open as if he heard my thoughts, and this time I flinched at the coldness in them. The lines in his forehead were folded in slits, anger and disgust flickering in those eyes.

He looked pissed off. I wanted to crawl away, but those rough hands on my shoulder were tight, holding me back. So in the end, I had to remain still despite how my heart was drumming fast and hard.

He stood up, taking a calculative step forward, and my breathing hitched. He's not fucking gonna slit off my throat, right?

Despite how my nerves were racing yet I still kept on a straight face, not wanting to give into the reaction that he wants. After all he's an enemy....a deadly vicious one at that.

The main reason behind the feud, and issues going on between our kinds and theirs. We grew up with the tales of how ruthless, inhumane they are and thousands of reasons why King Vincenzo Salvatore Esposito needs to be dead.

He stopped inches away from me. I gulped. And slowly my gaze trailed from his long black cloak up. He's very tall...very very tall, around 200 cm with a muscular and lean body.

He has his hands clasped behind him with those inhumane eyes piercing sharply at me like a sword slicing through my chest.

"A coward's pup." He bent forward and forcefully grabbed my chin roughly. I winched, a jolt of electric sparks shooting at the area he has his hold on. I grit my teeth, hating the feeling.

I wanted to pull away but he tightened his grip, those stony eyes staring back at me.

"Little one, tell me something about Alpha Riccardo Diavolo that I need to know and I promise to let you go, unharm."

He wants me to sell off my father to him?

"Go to. HELl!!" I hissed in his face and his muscles locked in a tense line. I heard shock gasps from the room.

"I bet you have forgotten where you are." His tone was still calm but cold and threatening. I scoffed, "And you think I care? Fuck off!"

His eyes colored into rage instantly, his eyes twitching into a reddish hue..... his beast is active. My eyelashes squinted, cold goosebumps crawling down my spine. I shouldn't have said a word. I screamed out in horror as his sharp fangs elongated, he was about to snap them into my neck in anger when a hand immediately placed on his shoulder, tensing him.

"We need her."

I looked up nervously to find the same messy brown hair guy beside that vicious handsome demon in front of me.

Vincenzo growled in annoyance and pulled my chin forward. "Feisty." He cussed in a mumbling tone. Irritation crossed his eyes. ".....you know no pups of that coward deserve to see the next day. Huh?" I gulped, staring into those eyes, while making sure to hide my emotions.

He doesn't need to see how his simple touch was almost making my eyes roll at the back of my head. Shameful...I cursed. Irritated by my own feelings.

The sharp tip of his middle finger claw, glazed along my cheeks. The slow move sent a wave of new feeling down my spine and at the same time disgusting me. It's obvious, he's intentionally doing this.

Suddenly he tensed, as if something just clicked in his head and his facial muscles hardened again.

"He's going to come find you until then, you will be staying here."

Alpha Riccardo Diavolo? Could he possibly risk it to come save me? I am his most unlikable daughter. But I am still his daughter.

"This is a trap. To use you and lure him." My instinct sounded in my head and I shot him a sharp glare. "And I am not going to wait to see him slice your damn throat off!!"

There was a sudden dead silence at my outburst. I don't miss the surprise expressions on their faces.

Vincenzo looked murderous but he still kept a neutral face. "I would also love to see him do that." His grip hardened and I hissed out in pain. "Pray he comes early or....." he paused, and traced his sharp cold eyes on my face before reconnecting them sharply in my eyes again. "Until then, better behave. A little misconduct and you will regret the day you came into existence."

He hissed in my face and roughly let go of my chin. I was sure his fingers would leave red patches around the area because my chin hurts. I wanted to say more but I held my mouth.

My mind drifted on the events of the Moonlit festival. Roberto's face flashed in my head and I swallowed the hard lump.

Vincenzo stood up and turned, walking back to his seat without a second glance at me. He flipped his finger in the air and the guards pulled me forcefully up and started dragging me out again like a rag doll.

"I can fucking walk!!"

My head snapped back to find him talking with the messy brown hair guy and anger rushed over me. "You will pay for treating Alpha Riccardo Diavolo's daughter this way!!" I shouted and those piercing green eyes locked back at me.

The frightening glint on them was enough to scare the shit out of me but my mouth still kept opening on its own.

"You pieces of shit, I hate you!!"

I struggled to wriggle myself from the harsh grip of the guards as they dragged me away. I saw a smirk tugged at the side lips of the brown hair guy and my teeth clenched.

Before I could have the time to yell out again, the door was smashed closed. And those green eyes were the last thing I saw before they dragged me down the hallway. They stopped at a door and the next thing, it clicked open. Had no time to process what was happening as they pushed me inside and locked the door immediately.

"Ah!"

I stumbled on my feet and fell on the floor. "ASSHOLES!!" I cursed out loudly and carefully gazed around the room.

My eyes flickering around at the beautiful interior. There was this mysterious and intruding thing with this room. The velvet drapes shrouded the windows, casting a midnight gloom. Then at the center of the room was a four-poster bed, adorned with intricate carvings of bat wings and crimson velvet, dominating the space. Candles flickered, casting golden shadows on the walls.

I quietly stood, stepping in further.

At the top of the ceiling was a huge crystal chandelier, refracting moonlight into a thousand shards of silver.

The air was heavy with the scent of luxury and blood- red roses, giving me the feeling like this was where I belonged.

"Smack out of it, Alessia!" I quickly hit my head. I don't belong here and I could never!

What's fucking wrong with me?

What kind of stupid feeling is this? Wherever it popped out, I hated it and I hate that bloodthirsty King more.... He's the reason I am this way.

I was cussing when my gaze flickered on the wall and I went completely numb; right there was the picture of the same man that I hated most.... King Vincenzo Salvatore Esposito

My eyes bulged in shock.

Does this mean that I was in his room?