Beast Alpha and His Cursed Luna
Chapter 270: The Lord, the devil.

Chapter 270: The Lord, the devil.

THIRD PERSON’S POV

Maverick looked at the girl in his arms.

She was sleeping peacefully.

After three hours of coaxing her, comforting her that no one would touch or hurt her and that there were no demons who would take her away, she was finally asleep.

It was the first time that behind her casual smiles, his woman held such deep pain that no one would have guessed about.

She told him about the torture she went through inside the Hazel Moon Pack. How the parents, even if adoptive, who were supposed to protect her, pushed her into it and were the ones to reject her.

Anger consumed his heart, and even though he was trying his best to stay calm because he didn’t want Valencia to sense it, he was actually on the verge of going to the Hazel Moon Pack and destroying everything they ever held close to their hearts.

Like their alpha, their beta’s real daughter, and most importantly, that unborn kid.

Yes, he was feeling that unreasonable, that he wanted to kill that baby who was made on the sacrifices of his woman’s emotions.

He was happy that all this led to her coming to him, but what about everything happening after that?

Maverick sighed.

"Mmm," Valencia whimpered in his arms again, and he held her naked body close to his, hugging her close and letting her hear his heartbeats to calm down again.

He was feeling sweaty and hot, but he knew she needed that. Lifting her wounded hands, he kissed the back of her palm.

And just like he had guessed, she stopped squirming.

It was amazing that his body wasn’t reacting to her even when they both were naked.

No. They didn’t make out or have any love-making sessions.

He just wanted to feel intimate with her. And to his surprise, Valencia trusted him and allowed him to touch her and remove her clothes for her.

Of course, he undressed himself first, promising he wouldn’t do anything.

It was hard for him because he didn’t want to trigger any memory and lose the little progress he made with her.

He sighed and held her close before closing his eyes.

’I didn’t know you were capable of that kind of monstrous activity,’ Reaper said.

Maverick sighed.

He knew his wolf wasn’t being sarcastic or taunting.

’I know...’ Maverick paused before looking at his wolf.

’Do you think I was too harsh? As a mate, you were supposed to be more attached to your mate, and I killed her without your –’ The alpha started, but the wolf could only scoff at his human counterpart.

’You, out of all people, should know I abandoned those feelings the day we saw her with your brother. Besides, when I said I wanted to be with Valencia, despite the fact she had a wolf or not, I already accepted her as my one and only, which was strangely something I couldn’t accept even with my mate. So why would I be sad over the death of a betrayer?’ Reaper asked.

Maverick breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his Wolf’s words. For a moment, he was wondering if he would be heartbroken and might shun him out.

"Maverick," Maverick heard Valencia whisper, and his gaze averted to the little smile on her face, which made him smile in return.

He wanted to mark her right now and wanted to see what she was thinking and dreaming about.

As soon as he marked her, even if she didn’t accept the pack bond with him, he developed a bond that allowed them to look into each other’s mind space.

"Mark me," Valencia whispered in her sleep, and Maverick, who was also thinking about the same, froze in his place for a few seconds.

Did she just consent to him doing what he wanted? There was no way she heard his thoughts. Did that mean she wanted to do it, too?

The thought immediately brought happiness to his heart, and he smiled wider before kissing her forehead and letting sleep take over.

After a long time, he felt peaceful, the kind of intimacy he had always yearned for, and his wolf nodded in agreement with his words. Valencia brings happiness to them.

At the same time, in the Black Forests of Death, a man, more like a slithering body of sleazy blood and flesh, sat on the large stone. His face was forming slowly, and his mouth had already formed.

His subordinates stood before him, waiting for his lord to give him their first command.

They had been working really hard to make history repeat.

After countless sacrifices of people of all kinds of species and collecting the blood from the areas that almost risked their identity, they finally were able to bring their lord back to life.

It was true that they could make it possible only because things worked in their favor, but at the end of the day, it was their hard work that finally reaped the fruitful outcome they had been anticipating.

"Uhhh..." It was the first syllable that came out of the lord’s mouth as he sat on the large stone.

He raised his hand and touched his mouth.

Even if his eyes and facial features weren’t completely formed yet, they could see and feel the shock and surprise on his face.

"Is this really happening?" The lord asked.

The subordinates smiled at each other and nodded at their bosses before realizing he couldn’t see them for now.

"Lord, we have been waiting for you," Helio bowed to his lord.

Slither looked at his boss and did the same.

"I can’t believe it. After so many years, which year is it?" the lord said.

Before the subordinates could answer, the lord raised his finger and stopped them from speaking.

His nose was developing, and he could smell it a little.

It was nothing like the times when he was killed, more like butchered by that cursed-born woman.

The smell was almost like he was in a different world.

"Sir, quite a few centuries have passed," Helio said as if understanding his boss’s turmoil.

Lord didn’t say anything for a few seconds.

"Since I have finally risen again, does that mean another cursed child has successfully turned eighteen? I indeed felt like I saw a dream where I met a girl and held her hand. Where is she?" The lord asked.

Helio confirmed that the woman he saw was indeed someone they had been looking into.

He told the Lord everything they had found out about Valencia so far, from her life as the runt of the Hazel Moon pack to her finding the truth about her parents.

They even described her potential as the leader as they knew about her deals with the rogues and how Alpha Maverick recently massacred more than 40 men for her.

The lord paused for a second.

He didn’t react before shifting his head towards where Slither was standing.

"What have you been doing? How come she made so much progress? Are her nightmares not strong enough?" The Lord asked.

Slither gulped.

"I am trying, sir. We found out about her late and couldn’t infuse those dreams in her head when she was a kid. These days, she always has someone roaming around her, especially witches, which makes it technically impossible for us to stay in her head space for longer," Slither said.

He then proceeded to tell his Lord how he had been appearing before her like a slithering and sleazing blood puddle, making her jump into that blood lake with dead bodies and flesh repetitively.

Though she chooses the path in her dreams, her choice brings her one step closer to her death.

"Is that so? I would like to see it happen today," the Lord said, opening his hollow-looking gray eyes that finally developed.

It was midnight, the right time to do something like this.

Helio nodded at Slither, who nodded back at his Lord.

This was his chance to showcase his talent and impress his Lord, which might have ensured him a good position in their battalion.

Slither closed his eyes and tried to concentrate to ensure Valencia was asleep.

She was indeed sleeping.

Slither took a deep breath and tried to enter her brain.

He tried twice but failed both times.

Cold sweat, beads that looked like blood drops due to his reddish body, started to appear on his forehead, and he gulped before trying a few times again.

He knew something was wrong when he couldn’t do it, even after trying seven times.

The Lord looked at his subordinate’s helplessness, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It looks like the witches have made their move," He said.

The Lord stood from his place and looked at his subordinate, placing his hand over his shoulder to stop him from trying.

"Isn’t it great? They say the evil should be ignored, yet the evil hasn’t risen completely, and they are already building mechanisms against it," The lord said.

"Can you see who manifests my presence more than you? It’s those angels and witches. Let’s see how long they can protect that girl," the lord said.