My Little Luna's

Understood Wrong!

Damian took Lisa to the second floor. Precisely a room nuanced with ash in the left corner of the room. However, his second move had to come to a halt halfway through when Zades suddenly appeared to provide information.

"Sincerely, My Alpha!" zades said as he bowed his body slightly.

"What's Zades?" damian asked coldly.

"Master asked you to meet in the hall."

"You mean, Dad?" The head of Zades nodded.

"Alright, just tell me I'll be here soon."

Once again Zades nodded his head slowly, then darted away afterwards.

Lisa who saw it was a little surprised, but as much as possible she put on an ordinary expression. Especially in front of Damian. He was sure once, if it was discovered, Damian would mock him all-out later.

"It seems like an urgent matter, why don't you just go?" babble Lisa.

Damian immediately turned his head with one of his eyebrows raised next to him. "Then let a careless girl like you mess up in my Mansion? That so?"

Flinched, Lisa hurriedly dodged. "No! Besides what could a mortal as weak as me do in this place, huh?"

Smiling obliquely, Damian brought his face closer to Lisa. "Tumben, your brain is watered. Then keep quiet and obey here. I promise I won't be long gone."

Lisa who heard it immediately glared sharply. Do not accept Damian's reaction as if to say goodbye to his lover before leaving. Huft, shit! Where maybe it happened, the look on the man's face even seemed to make fun of Lisa at this time.

"Whatever! If you need not go back!" pekik Lisa's so bad.

The avenged light-heartedness Damian. "I think I need to get back as soon as possible."

Shortly after Damian's departure, two female servants appear to come in front of Lisa.

The two of them then lead Lisa to enter the room painted with ash to change clothes. How surprised Lisa was when she arrived inside. Apparently, he went into a room that seemed to belong to Damian.

The rooms are elegant with simple but contemporary decor. It doesn't even look like a room in the woods. Satisfied with admiring for a moment, Lisa's daydream must be made aware when she sees a plain red dress hanging in a glass cabinet.

"Is that my dress?" lisa asked, the two servants looked at each other.

"Actually, Luna's clothes ..."

"Shut up!" jolt Lisa ketus. Although he includes guests but not like this is also the way. It felt like her pride as a girl was being trampled on. "Please put it on, I want to see for myself how it will react," he asked later, only to be answered with a light nod of the servants.

***

Inside the dark hall, someone was waiting for Damian to arrive in a huff. Many times it appeared that he was hitting his own hand on the seat of his greatness.

Plat ...

Plat ...

Plat ...

Shortly after, there was the sound of pantofel shoes stepping on the floor. Making a knotty smile rise on the middle-aged man's lips.

"Did Dad call me?"

There was no need for formal language for Damian to call the old man who was sitting in his great chair. Because Dean's father banned him for hundreds of years.

"Yes" replied Dean.

"Why rush once? After all, we can talk about this casually while drinking wine."

Chuckling softly, Damian immediately looked sharply at the father.

"You should know best, if I don't like unnecessary talk, Dad!" damian's word is full of emphasis.

You could say their relationship is not familiar as father and son. Especially after Dean chose to find a surrogate mother for Damian. That makes for the most significant rift in the relationship between the two.

Honestly, Damian hates his father so much. Although the middle-aged man was often hailed by the wolf clan by name. But, for Damian not. To him, Dean was a bad dad. The brave leader of the trash hides behind a woman's back. After all, where is there a real man who even sacrificed his lover's life to guarantee power?

Ah, crap! Remembering that again, made Damian's head twitch incoherently. It felt like he wanted to leave this vast, sickening room immediately.

"Okay, when are you gonna find your mom?" the question made Damian immediately turn his face to the side.

That's because, Damian really hated the same topic and kept his father lay a whip that was constantly being sprayed on wet wounds on his back.

"Oh, maybe never."

"Brake!" dean shouted emotionally. "You know, tonight's gonna be your appointment as a new Alpha."

Smiling sinisterly, Damian forced himself to stare at Dean's face looking at him annoyed."Continues to?"

"I also need a successor to our nation."

"Hhh ... Then why don't you find a woman just to give birth to your successor? Besides, I'm not too interested in sitting on that throne" Damian replied.

Dean immediately clenched his hands tightly, making his knuckles appear bleached.

"How dare, you! You self-destructive child! You do look a lot like a fucking woman"

"Don't you ever confuse my mother with this!" cut Damian fast.

He had even darted away toward Dean, then strangled his father's neck. Unmitigated, Damian strangled the neck so strongly that it raised some veins on the surface of Dean's neck.

"One more time you say my mother's name, I won't hesitate to tear your head this very second" Damian threatened right near Dean's ear.

"Oh, yes one more thing. You don't have to worry about mate or anything. It's my business anyway, so you don't have to bother to make out unnecessary things. Take it easy, when the time comes I will definitely bring it before you. So, wait sweetly by your side, Dad."

After saying that, Damian rushed out of the room. Leaving Dean still pensive for digesting every word his son just now.

Huft, it appeared Damian heaved a heavy sigh after coming out. The water on his face looked so calm, but his mind was filled with all sorts of things.

From various cases about the wild Rogue, the rebellion of his own clan from the North, as well as the issue of romance. Honestly, sometimes Damian wondered why Moon Goodnes could create such a large memory of the small red flesh inside his head.

It may take an incredible magical touch in the manufacturing process.

"Help ..."

Again the man nodded heavily. Sweeping around with the tail of his eyes, until his net was glued to a figure under the moonlight.

The silhouette looks beautiful in the light of the moon. Her hair is also occasionally tossed played as the wind at night. Then, when his head turned to the side, Damian was amazed for the umpteenth time.

It's just ...

"Based on a mad man with no shame! You really intend to set me up, huh?!"

It seemed, Damian had to retract his words earlier. Ah yes, next time she should also see Lisa twice, before praising.