The Alpha's Triple Lunas novel Chapter 52

Chapter Fifty-Three – I feel your pain.

Chan finally stopped on his tracks to ask some questions. He had just followed the dwarf blindly because he saw Han’s sister but what was really going on.

“So there’s this boy who’s your friend who is sick and says only you can save him. She came with my help to save you. Good?” Lu replied.

Chan scrutinized the dwarf from head to toe, “And how did you find them? I heard soldiers being ordered to kill you. I hoped they’re lucky”.

Lu rolled his eyes, “Well, I killed them. I can now take revenge on that kingdom for good. Can we go now? The boy’s dying”.

Chan wasn’t sure what he’d be helping Han on but he felt glad that his brother didn’t give up on him. And went through the trouble of getting him out.

He stopped in his tracks and looked back at the kingdom slowly fading behind them. Margaret hadn’t left there yet. If the King saw her, she would be left in the fate of the gods only.

Margaret woke up to some faint moans making her spring up from the soft bed she was in. She found herself in shackles, feet and hands.

“How dare you!” she pulled them, making clanging sounds.

Gerard was startled by her shout, “When did you wake up?” she was pressing the injury on his arm.

She dragged the shackles, attempting to set herself free but only caused her hand to bleed, “I’d break you to pieces, you bastard” she cursed.

Meanwhile Gerard felt a sharp pain on his wrists. He observed them and couldn’t see a cut. Margaret wriggled her hands, making more cuts on her wrists and Gerard felt more pain.

“What is this now? I feel your pain? Really?” he flung his hair backwards in anger. This catalyst idea was becoming outrageous.

Margaret didn’t make meaning of what he said. She just wanted to be out of the damned shackles. She wasn’t anyone’s slave. She was free.

“I am not your slave. I’d not let myself be abused again” she struggled to reach for a sword, resting besides the end.

“Again? Have you been abused before?”.

She shot a glare at the King who asked, “That shouldn’t be your business, should it? You should worry about what you’d look like when I’m done with you”.

Gerard exhaled before continuing with the cleaning of his wounds. If his mother saw it, her praise on catalyst would fold.

“What do you want me for?” Margaret's hands fell defeated. She always she had long arms but they couldn’t even reach a sword that close.

Gerard forced himself from his seat and climbed up to her on the bed. She flinched on his closeness. She readied her hands to punch him.

“My name is Gerard. What’s yours?” the King thought that they should be an introduction at least.

Seeing him on a closer level, Margaret could definitely term him hot. With his good looks, captivating eyes and charisma. But yes, like any King.

She looked away from him before she became drawn towards him, “You know my name already. Full name, Margaret Scott”.

She gotta remind the bastard that she was married. And if Scott didn’t see all his Lunas home when he was back, it’d be bad for him.

Gerard felt a pang of jealousy. And he knew he wasn’t supposed to but he did. The dark energy was making him feel things too fast.

“I can promise, at least, not to harm you while you’re here” he started. She shook her hand and legs on the shackles they were in.

The effect caused Gerard’s wrist and legs to hurt him. “Okay, I get it, you’re in chains. Stop that”.