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The Alpha's Triple Lunas novel Chapter 70

Chapter Seventy-One – You’re my mate.

No one should blame her. She was only human. Margaret giving her a judgy and gloom look all day wasn’t helping her already bad day.

“Sleep already and stop thinking. Or did something happen to you while at the King’s place?” Evelyn asked her.

Margaret looked up then and brought her head down, “He choked me. Then kissed me. Really random, I tell you”.

She felt Evelyn run from Lydia’s side and towards her, “And what did you do to him?” her voice sounded hoarse and wicked.

But perhaps her sister didn’t get her. She was choked and then sexually harassed. She’d be too tired to do anything.

With no response, Evelyn decided not to push it as it could be traumatic for her. And Scott told her the King was no enemy? He was to them.

“I’m sorry” she rubbed her back.

Margaret nodded, leaning on her shoulders, “So tell me, why were you blushing?”.

Her elder sister fell silent but she wouldn’t let it go. She wanted to know what was possibly said. Her sister was hardly impressed.

“I tripped and fell. Jackson then said some random things like he felt my pain. Blah blah. He later said he didn’t physically but you know”.

Margaret could read how casual her sister made it sound. If someone could feel her pain, she’d be indebted cos she had a lot on her.

And Jackson could feel her pain one day. The King was able to feel hers, she didn’t know if it was the mate stuff or dark energy. Or both.

“So that made you blush..”.

“I didn’t blush. I stayed under the rain for long waiting for someone to open up the cave. I almost had fever” the sister defended.

Margaret snickered, “Yeah, right. Anything that rocks your boat”.

Jackson walked into the room, minutes later, holding a bowl of hot soup. Margaret was nearly asleep on Evelyn’s laps.

“Eve, are you awake?”.

“Don’t Eve me. Only my family calls me Eve. They’ve forgotten it anyway” she rubbed Margaret ears so she’d sleep better.

“So I can call you then” he placed the soup on a stool and dragged it closer to her, “I made it from my mom’s old recipe book, with my sister”.

Evelyn perused the soup quickly incase of… well, anything harmful. She always had her danger instincts on, no matter where.

“You have a sister?” she took a sip, “Wow. You really need to teach your pack cook how to make good stuff. This is good”.

She sipped more and bit on the fish. She realized Jackson hadn’t responded to her compliment or on his sister.

Glaring at him, she said, “I don’t give compliments much. The least you can do when I do is say ‘thank you', you know”.

Jackson gasped, he had been dwelling on her complimenting him that he forgot to thank her, “Thanks. And the pack cook is… the Luna”.

Evelyn unconsciously spat out her food, laughing. Jackson laughed with her, he couldn’t help it.

“No wonder she felt hurt when I said the cook's bad. But must the pack Luna be the cook? Like she’s the mother of all?” Evelyn had to know.

Jackson nodded, “She’s the Alpha’s Luna so yeah. The Beta’s mate could do it too, if she’s a better cook”.

“I pray she is then. That soup was bad” Evelyn kept on laughing, going back to the soup. Jackson smiled.

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