I Am The Lycan’s Luna

••• Aleena’s POV •••

I was in the kitchen preparing two plates of food for Kyson and me, just like before, when suddenly someone bumped into me, causing the plates to clatter to the floor and the food to be strewn around the floor.

I looked up to see two Omegas that had sparred with me the day before. They were looking at me disgustingly and smugly.

“Do you think you are special just because Alpha Kyson wants to have breakfast with you?” one of them sneered at me.

Cleaning the mess, I ignored her, knowing it wouldn’t do me any good if I replied.

“Hey, I’m talking to you,” she yanked my hair, which caused me to cry out in surprise.

“Alpha’s decision is his decision. I have nothing to do with it,” I told her calmly.

“You act so high and mighty thinking you might be the Luna, huh?” she taunted me.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

I looked as if she was a clown. Since when did I think I would be the Luna of the pack when I’m this weak?

“You! Why are you looking at me like that?” She raised her hand and planted a hard slap on my cheek. It was so painful that my head snapped to the side, but I wouldn’t show her my tears.

“Gia will be the Luna of the pack. The next time you train with us, she’ll be your opponent and show you how unsuitable you are to be a Luna,” the other Omega laughed heavily at me.

Ahh… So, they are Gia’s goons.

“At least for now, the Alpha prefers to spend time with me,” I smirked at them and quickly went to the Alpha’s study before they could hurt me further.

I knocked on the door, and Kyson’s sexy low baritone voice sounded, “Come in.”

“Alpha Kyson, I brought breakfast,” I placed the tray of food on the couch area and waited for him to sit before I followed.

He looked up at me and growled. Did I do anything wrong?

“Next time, wear something less revealing,” he growled.

Huh? I was wearing a set of clothes for the gym – a sports bra and shorts. Didn’t they reveal more, a. k . a. be naked, when they shifted back from wolf forms to human forms? I decided just to ignore him.

“Sit and have breakfast,” he commanded, and I sat across from him.

“What happened to your cheek?” he asked all of a sudden while we were eating.

“Nothing. I bumped into a door on the way here,” I lied.

“Aleena…” he narrowed his eyes and let out a low warning growl.

I knew I wouldn’t be able to cover it up, so I told him the truth.

“I’ll punish them. And that Gia seemed to have forgotten my warning,” he growled menacingly.

“Don’t worry about it, Alpha Kyson. I’ll teach them a lesson the next time we spar. I’ll beat them and show them who’s the boss,” I grinned but winced because of the pain in my cheek.

He let out a helpless sigh and went to open a drawer carrying a jar of ointment.

When he tried to apply it to my cheek, I became flustered. “I can do it myself, Alpha.”

“Be still,” he instructed, and I had no choice but to let him apply it with me blushing. Kyson seemed to have Bipolar disorder. Sometimes, he was nice to me; sometimes, he couldn’t stand to be near me.

“All done. Let’s finish our breakfast and do a lap of run around the forest,” he said as he placed the ointment back in the drawer and sat back down to eat his breakfast, and I did the same.

After finishing our breakfast and relaxing for a while, he led me to the entrance of a forest.

“Is this where the pack members usually run?” I asked.

“No. This is for me to run. Not many people know I’m a Lycan, so I usually run by myself,” he explained.

I nodded in understanding.

“How are you still alive when all the Lycans had been wiped clean?” I asked without thinking.

“You don’t need to know.” His voice and gaze turned icy cold, and I shut my mouth.

We began stretching and running. The forest was vast, and before long, my lungs were screaming for air, and my body was screaming for me to stop moving.

“Kyson, can we stop for a while?” I begged him.

I saw him, and he hadn’t even broken a sweat yet. Showed the difference between my weak form and his Lycan’s stamina.

He nodded, led me to a tree to sit down, and pulled out a water bottle from his backpack. I took a drink from it, and he took a sip after me. I blushed, thinking it was an indirect kiss, but he didn’t seem bothered by it.

“Kyson, I want to see your Lycan form, can I?” I asked him. I’d seen it before but was too scared to notice anything about it.

He didn’t answer for a while until he stood up and took off all his clothes. I blushed and averted my eyes, too shy to see his naked form, when suddenly I heard the crack sound of bones being broken.

His transformation only lasted a few seconds, and when he stood in his Lycan form, I was bedazzled. He didn’t look terrifying, but he looked… cool and mesmerizing.

He looked like a very tall human with a wolf head. His body was filled with muscles and six packs, and his V lines were clearly visible. The fur was longer at his head, making it look like he had long, spiky hair. And he was midnight blue in color with golden eyes.

I went to him and began touching him. Muscles and abs as hard as a rock, body temperature hotter than humans.

“You are… beautiful,” I said softly.

“Little one, you have to stop touching us, or we won’t be able to hold ourselves back,” Night said seductively.

I looked down and saw that his private part had hardened, and it was humongous. I yanked my hand back in embarrassment, and I heard him chuckle.

Suddenly, I realized something odd. “You can talk?” I asked in surprise.

“Yes, we can talk in this form and switch personalities, too,” he said before his eyes turned black.

If he looked mesmerizing with golden eyes, now he looked dangerous yet still magnetic.

“You both look beautiful whether you are Night or Kyson…” I gushed.

I saw a slight smile on the Lycan’s lips, and he shifted back to his human form and quickly wore his pants.

I was still averting my eyes when suddenly I felt a gust of wind, and my mind caught a sign of danger coming from my left side. I quickly lifted my left arm to block the attack.

“What the hell, Kyson?!” I yelled at him.

But he didn’t stop. He kept alternating his left and right punches, with me trying my hardest to block his attacks.

He scooted down and delivered a circular kick on the ground, and I managed to jump to dodge it.

I had no time to attack back, as his movements were too fast for me, so I decided to focus on defending myself.

I was able to evade most of his attacks, though he successfully managed to hit me a few times.

After what seemed like forever, I was out of breath, and he stopped his attacks.

“You okay, Aleena?” he asked casually.

“You are the worst, Kyson! You could’ve killed me with all those attacks!” I yelled out my frustration at him.

“Really?” he asked.

“What do you mean? You knew I’m weak and can’t be compared to you!” I kept yelling at him.

“How many wounds did I inflict on you?” he asked.

Of course, a lot! My mind shouted. But… I realized I didn’t feel too much pain.

I checked my body, and there were only a few scrapes and not even a single bruise.

“How could it be?!” I mumbled in disbelief.

“Your reflexes are good; you know where the next attack will come from. Your speed is increasing, and as we’ve expected, you have a defensive spell around you,” he pointed out calmly.

I looked at him as though he had grown another head. I couldn’t be that great.

“You are starting to have werewolf abilities, and we still need to keep track of that defensive spell of yours. It seemed you still couldn’t control it fully,” he said as he pondered about it.

I still gaped at him, not registering what he was saying.

“But I’m wolfless and human-like. How could I suddenly have those abilities?” I asked in disbelief.

“You’ve just proven yourself during our fight just now. Now, let’s practice your attacking skills,” he said as he put up his two hands for me to punch.

The thought that I might not be that weak made me excited, and I began attacking him. I attacked him with all the movements I saw him do. And I felt exhilarated by the end of our training session. I wanted to keep on training!

“There’s something special about you, Aleena. You were able to copy my movements even though you’d only seen them once. Your power is weak; it won’t be able to hurt your enemy, but maybe we can use your speed to surprise them.” He looked at me with wonder and amazement, and I felt my heart bloom for being able to make him proud.

“We’ll keep training like this from tomorrow onwards, and also the weightlifting,” he mumbled out the last word.

“I weight lifted when I was in Black Heart Pack, yet I didn’t grow any muscles,” I told him in dejection.

He didn’t answer me, but it looked like he was pondering something.

“Let’s train again,” he suddenly said and delivered a punch straight to my face, which strangely stopped just a few inches from my face. It was like Kyson said – there seemed to be a protective layer around my body.

Never had I had so much fun and excitement during training. Kyson was a great trainer, and I felt my heart soar each time he praised me. I swore I would become stronger just to make him proud.