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Alpha Winston's Hated Luna

"A Luna likes you needs to be killed!" The Alpha stood in front of me. He scanned my body as it was shaking in hunger and in great fear. Alpha Winston was already about to transform into a wolf and killed me. "Please, I am kneeling in front of you to beg not to kill me. I will serve you and remained as a slave of you, just to let me live." My tears was falling from my face, until it reach to the edge. "What do I need to do just to prove it." Alpha Winston's face was now turned into a wolf, as well as his hand and some part of his stomach. He continued to stare at me and was about to kill me. He then lowered his gaze, and was letting his face to be near me. "What did you told me? I hate you and I would not let you live. The blood running in your body was strong enough to prove that you needed to be killed." I shook my head and slowly close my eyes. "I agreed that I was an enemy. But I can prove that you need me, even if you hated me. Just do it as fate let me come here in your pack." "I need a Luna, I do not need a slave like you."

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The Storage Scene

"W-why did you kiss me?"

Timidly, I asked Winston, who was stunned in front; hands were in his pocket, eyes were rolled at the door, and he could not maintain his eye contact with me. It was the same as me, as I barely moved and looked into his eyes. I was afraid and timid to ask him a bunch of questions—the what-ifs and why's were on my head but couldn't let out from my mouth. 

"T-that w-was too much," I added. I was too weak and could not handle such matters. I wanted to leave, but my feet were nailed to the floor. I could not move it. My heart also chose to stay in contradiction to what I was thinking.

"It wasn't, Mirabella. That was the truth that you needed to hear," replied Winston casually. It seemed he did not care about what he did. "Fate and I had chosen you, not Viola, remember that."

"We were not here to talk about that, right?" I asked.