MY MINE! The Alpha'S Lover

Come to Hell Together!

*Darkmoon Pack

the Castle Camp Werewolf Training

Aldera looked at the entire document carried by Jay and Pedro from Southeast Asia, more precisely investigating the Gladea Pack and Clarissa figures. They took four days to be able to summarize all the information needed, even Demian who was there did not trust all the reports in the document.

In brief, Jay and Pedro explain that Clarissa was a noblewoman in a Werewolf kingdom in the deepest jungle of the Indonesia-Gladea Pack State and the only child of a great Alpha, and the only child of a great Alpha, which is quite influential in the Asian continent on the human world.

15 Years ago his Uncle (Albram) staged a rebellion to take over the seat of power and execute all of Harrit's followers as Alpha and Clarissa's father, the, even the cruel bodies of Alpha and Luna must be made into scorn and left on the pole of justice for two days before they are burned as a final funeral without a tombstone of respect like the royal family.

Aldera crushes the documents in his hands, his anger rising and is very impatient to behead Albram, even Zack in his body was already growling - as if he was ready to change his wolf form and run to the Gladea Pack right now.

"According to reports from some people who managed to escape from the Gladea Pack, said, At that time Luna Clarissa managed to get carried away by Gama-Beta Alpha Harrit and help him several times during Luna hunted by Albram." Jay says.

"Even so, it seems Gama is not too much on Luna's side, because he has to keep his congregation in the Papua forest."

"So you mean, for a few years Luna Clarissa lived alone overcoming the pursuit of Albram?" Demian looked surprised.

"It seems so, since Luna left the Gladea Pack there is not much information we can get because she lives hiding in a mobile way."

"Generic....,"

"Burn all these documents, make sure you recognize who Albram's right hand man and his people are. If you see them at the border or try to enter this territory-kill them all!"

"Good Alpha."

"Oh, I remember!" Jay breaks the topic down to attract attention. "Alpha, I remember the Gladea Pack people saying that Albram also had ties to the Vampires and kidnapped humans several times for trade. It may have something to do with the Dextram kingdom."

"I'll find out about it soon, Jay."

"Good Alpha."

"For a while, keep Clarissa's figure secret. And do not let too many werewolves or other races know his face, until I myself introduce him to the public, reduce the Omega servants around the main palace especially in my room. Tighten the guard at the concubines across the territory."

"We'll do it, Alpha."

Aldera saw a painting of Clarissa's face with her family. The figure of the little Princess who smiled brightly in the arms of the Father, just seeing it was enough to make Aldera's heart pounding with guilt-feeling silenced him. He regretted having said rude things about his father figure without knowing the story behind it.

Aldera clasped the painting tightly and left the commander's room at Castle training camp. Then walk out towards his main palace located not far from the training camp of the soldiers. Now all he has to do is apologize and hug his lover for his stupid attitude.

It was only fitting that Clarissa was so angry that night, and Aldera was ready if indeed Clarissa had to slap or hit him. Although during these 4 days Clarissa no longer rebellious shows her desire to run away and their relationship is getting better, but, but Aldera remained unsettled what if all her calm demeanor was merely her pretense of waiting for the right monent to escape again.

Because, it could be Clarissa still hates him considering he's been very rude and said bad things about her Mother's Father.

Aldera reached her secret room, and opened the door slowly at the end of the stairway. There he finds Clarissa still with her routine activities during her confinement in this room - sitting staring out the window, not knowing what she's thinking. It was as if his eyes had penetrated the horizon into the realm of Man, with a feeling of despair.Did he miss his family so much? Will he leave her again?

"Rissa.., "JUST..., "

The voice of the male baritone with his lowly so opiate, again attracted the attention of the Princess tower to see the idol who came like a white horse riding knight, carrying warmth and longing in the midst of the silence of the pigeon cage.

Clarissa turned her head to welcome Aldera's arrival in a friendly manner, but her smile became ambiguous when a piece of painting drew her full irises - making her understand why Aldera came with a face full of sadness and disappointment.

All who know the story of his past will surely show an empathic face that is so compassionate to him, and Clarissa is pretty sure without question-that Aldera will definitely find out about him.

So he grabbed Aldera's hand asking her to sit down in front of him, showing her his best smile, as if he was saying-now it's no problem because all of that has long passed, there is nothing to regret, even though he himself still often fails the firm promise that he instilled in him. That he must have been able to get through all those bitter memories.

"Clarissa, I'm so embarrassed and so stupid - I'm sorry for all the words I said about your father. I.., i-haa.., I don't know how else to behave when I meet you." Aldera lowered her face.

Clarissa cupped Aldera's face. " I don't like pity, Aldera. If you already know my past and feelings of regret come like a sword to you, then you just have to keep your word."

"Clarissa, I can take the Gladea Pack for you, I can finish off all the werewolves in the Pack. Everyone who laughs at your father and mother's death."

"But Clarissa---"

"Aldera, my only enemy with Uncle is not the people of the Gladea Pack. Please don't add to their old wounds, even if I don't want to seize power, it doesn't mean I don't have the desire to relieve their suffering."

Clarissa looked out the window. "One day, I will definitely avenge Father Mother's death and kill Albram with my own hands. Dad just didn't let me go back to the Gladea Pack, not forbid punishing his deeds. But not yet, I'm still not that strong."

"I will definitely support you, I will definitely help make it happen. With me, you'll be strong, let's share that burden together, Rissa."

Clarissa pondered it for a moment, although she herself was still doubtful but-it felt, her Mate was different, now the only figure she could and should trust was her soulmate. There is a saying that to be disappointed after believing is much better than to be disappointed for not making the initial decision, at least he can see and examine the next step of the action after.

"What if being with me is destruction, Aldera?"

"Then I won't regret it, because enough of me brought that destruction - because I am Aldera, the Alpha who stands and enjoys the destruction of every Pack and my loot. You don't have to be afraid, there's me you can trust."

Clarissa took a deep breath and exhaled deeply enough to calm her mind, "Alright, I will divide this crowded living space. Can I trouble you to the front of him, Aldera?"

Aldera smiled as she grabbed and hugged her lover, "Anything! You can use me if you want, restrain me with chains as you please. Or you can think of me as a tool and enslave me to your satisfaction in achieving your goal - I'm willing to do it, as long as you promise not to leave me, that's enough! Reply to all the things that brengs*k did to you, dear."

Aldera bites Clarissa's sweet fingers by showing a savage-like gaze this predator will never let go of her quarry. Clarissa who heard it-so thought hesitantly and her heart again felt afraid to take the word promise, is this really the right choice?

Because somehow, the gaze of Aldera's eyes seemed to show a dead end and the edge of the abyss. Being with her might be much more dangerous than dealing with her Uncle. Her love exceeds the word obsession, her protective attitude transcends the possessive limits of a Mate, and his passion for having a Clarissa at the red flag-pulled point of a monster might have been more suited to him than a mad wolf!

But as calculated, even free escape regret will not be useful anymore. Aldera would not care for any reason and Clarissa was very sure, even if she had to die, Aldera would have chosen to preserve her body rather than give herself up for the grave. So there is no other choice or even Clarissa must be ready to accept it, because she herself has already been already-loving the figure of the Monster!

"---ha! just get here,"

Clarissa also smiled cynically, what else should she lament. Hasn't his destiny been so messy long ago? Praying also will not bring any results, because seeing the figure of Mate was already like andromeda is so dark and also strong-if the mate is a form of curse from the Moon Goddess, then he will gladly accept it. Because somehow Clarissa is also tired of living in inner pressure that always requires her to be quiet! be quiet! keep silenced! Like a weak insect!

"Rissa-"

Aldera looked surprised as Clarissa returned her gaze so sharply and so seriously, as if she had gone mad like Aldera's mind about this sickening life.

Clarissa wrapped her arms around Aldera's neck closer as if challenging the eyes of the predator in her presence-much stronger.

"I am willing to be Luna and devote myself to you, until death do us part. Wouldn't no one be able to betray her fate mate? Lying to her partner's feelings was much more painful than being unsheathed by a sword. Even if you were painted as a curse to me, then I would accept you as the best blessing of the Moon Goddess!"

Aldera smiled showing the peak of her satisfaction that was so arrogant. He knew his mate was not weak, because he was not stupid in judging Clarissa. In any case he lives a life of vile-he's the only woman who deserves to be his mate.

"--Come on those hells together, Aldera! If seeking revenge was a sin-then I would also question the Moon Goddess, why she had to snatch the good people around me so vilely. It was as if he was siding with my Uncle to show me suffering!"

Aldera kissed Clarissa while pushing her under her body.

"Because the Gods are not the rulers of the heavens, Clarissa. They also once bled for what they loved, against the laws of the heavens and only gave certain limits of protection to the creatures he chose himself, doesn't every Immortal have his own God or Goddess guardian? So, your destiny is in your own hands and I can give-what the Moon Goddess can't give to you, baby."

Clarissa knew that Aldera was like a demon in the form of a holy wolf. His red eyes that were darting more than blood and also every word he said that confirmed that the figure of Alpha Werewolf had his own grudge against the Moon Goddess, or it could be that his life was far worse than that of a slave!

What makes it strong? What he has passed, and his serpentine words to the Gods are so easy to say - as if he knows them better than anyone.

Aldera, who are you?

"So, can I conclude-that you are willing to be mine now, no matter if you are going to fall into my bersama hell. Because I am not a man who brings many virtues into this life-I am not that good to be called a hero or a virtuous ruler, Clarissa." His whispers in the incense every inch of the woman's body, then back staring at the moon bead Clarissa.

"I won't regret it,"

Aldera smiled smrik, "You belong to me, a. Your life and death are in my hands, Luna."

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