Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

Luna Elaine and I got into a fight an hour later after that.

I was ready to prepare for a war. I trained my pack like an army, where death sweeps to wherever we fought alongside each other. Those who want to be part of our journey will sign up voluntarily, those who don't want to, they can freely not. I'm not an authoritarian leader, so it's up to the choice they will make. However, all men signed up. No one backed down. "Elaine..." I sighed, looking at her tucked up in our bed. She's been like this for the past few days. I was so busy with the pack that I could only check her up in the evening. Tonight, I couldn't hold the deafening silence between us anymore.

"Please, my wife, don't be like this."noveldrama

No response was heard a heartbeat later. "Can you just support me?"

I heard her muttering a heavy sigh before turning at me. "Why will I support someone who

wants to be a killer? You'll be no different compared to the Hearteaters."

My jaw moved, and I couldn't help but to look away from her or else she would see the disappointment and rage twinkling in my eyes. "I've killed hundreds before, Elaine. And you knew that."

"Yes but you killed them with reasons, Tyler! Unlike now—"

"What do you mean?" my brows knitted, and I was ready to combat another argument with her. "What do you mean, now? We still have the same agenda. Hearteaters are cruel, Elaine. They don't care who they eat, who they kill, or who they want to fucked with. They're evil, and you wouldn't want to meet one of them in your life!"

"But I already did!" She bellowed, facing me. "What I'm pointing out here is, you're being impulsive. This is not you! Declaring a war is not the right way. You know that in war, there is no win or lose. Both parties will suffer because of the damages. Those innocent lives who signed up to be with you...they are all too young to suffer. They don't deserve this. They should be running around the woods, playing, getting to know their mate. A war is not a fucking joke!" "Do you think I was joking when I said I will declare a war?"

Her lips pursed into thin lines and beads of sweat started to cascade from her forehead. "Tyler... I..." she was out of words.

"What?" I asked.

"I just think declaring a war is an impulsive decision, very much impulsive and reckless. I know there must be another way. A way that is... safe, peaceful, and negotiable. Please, Tyler, think about it. War will do no good for us. It will only harm our pack and Jason's pack. Not to mention Karlos'. Yes, we might win against the Hearteaters but you've seen them wield dark magic. We will still suffer in the end."

Elaine is now standing in front of me. I was towering over her, but it felt like she had the power over me. I saw it shimmering in her eyes. She doesn't want war. She will do everything she can just to stop me. And I think... It's working.

Her eyes glittered with joy and happiness when I stepped forward. Sighing, I held her hand and asked, "What's your plan, then?"

She suppressed a victorious smile and told me about her plans.

***

"Did they receive our letter?" Elaine asked Jose, my bestfriend and Beta, when he arrived at my mansion's doorsteps.

Beta Jose nodded and knelt in front of my wife to give her the mail from Rowan, the alleged leader of the Hearteaters.

It was bad news, yes. Based on Elaine's furrowed brows and clenched fist, she's exasperated. "What did it say?" I softly asked and she gave me the letter.

Rowan's penmanship described his whole fucking personality. It can't be read without re-reading the whole damn thing:

To our dearest Stella's Soul Elaine,

My beautiful and loving, Elaine. I have come to terms that you and I will meet in the Shooby's restaurant at St. Joseph's Street in the heart of Moonburn. Please wear a nice, seductive, and gorgeous red dress so I could easily spot you. But with your ethereal beauty, I know I will be blinded with the lights the moment you enter the restaurant. Much better, I think, that you'll just walk inside naked. God, my balls just squeezed just by writing this stupid letter. Not kidding aside, you will be the ONLY one. If I ever detect that your fucking husband of a leech and his minions is lurking around us, my babies will kill you. Got it? Yeah, this isn't a warning. I am just being myself. Whatever. I know for sure you know my reputation. If you won't abide with my rules, well, you will be buried ten feet underground just like our first ever gift to your pack. See you there, my beautiful and gorgeous, Elaine.

The next Alpha that you will serve,

Rowan 

I balled the paper in my hands and tossed it in the trash can. My breathing became heavy, and uneven. I saw the fear inside Elaine's eyes and it pierced something in me that a tear trickled from my eye. "You will not go there alone, understand?"

She nodded, and so we executed our plan the way I wanted it. Always wanted it.

***

Elaine wants to have a peaceful agreement with the Hearteaters.

She will try everything in her power to convince Rowan that the Hearteaters should stop pestering and messing Stella's Soul. Instead, she will propose to him that the Hearteaters can make a home, their pack, outside of Stella's Soul while our pack remains inside Stella's Soul. After all, she's their creator's reincarnation. I'm sure they will listen to her.

I hope so.

But I fucking know this won't work. I trust my wife, yes. She will be guarded, of course, and I will be there.

Goddess, if Rowan ever fucking lay his hand on my wife, I will skin him alive in front of the humans.

Rowan knows his game. He wants to meet Elaine in the property of humans because he knows I couldn't kill innocent lives-humans, most especially. Looking at Elaine's straight posture, I tighten my cap and drink the slurpee.

Both of these are my first time.

"Thank you," I told the waitresses and gave her a tip, my eyes never leaving Elaine's back. Rowan was laughing, probably cracking a joke to my wife, and Elaine's going with the flow. I heard her laugh, but mentally, she's cursing him.

I could feel it, even if I'm not a Brown Wolf.

"You mean we can build our own home outside Stella's Soul? Wow, that must be so thoughtful

of you, Elaine! You are indeed, Alpha Tyler's, reputable Luna. I must say you deserve the title." The bastard bowed and caressed my wife's hand.

"Thank you, Rowan."

"But you know..." Rowan leaned on the table and whispered at her. "How can I trust you in this agreement when in the first place, you can't follow my rules in our first meeting?"

"What do you mean "

Rowan cut her off and looked at me dead-straight in the eye, ready to fucking kill me. I sat on

the corner while they sat in the middle. As soon as his gaze shone with lethal grace, I alerted the pack and in a blink of an eye, the tables turned, and the chairs splitted into two.

And everything becomes chaotic inside the restaurant.