From there on, Desmond and I started to distance ourselves from each other. He became quick-tempered. This time, it was the worst. My pack members had to beg at me to halt Desmond from punishing some of them severely.
"Luna, please... Alpha is uncontrollable," one of the wives said as they knelt before me.-
One of them cried. "Luna, please... My husband did nothing wrong to be punished in the prison cell. He finished his work as it is supposed to be. But Alpha... Alpha Desmond found him an eyesore. Then he ordered the pack guards to capture him..."
"Luna, please... Please do something. I am afraid Alpha Desmond will kill my mate... Please!"
I pinched the bridge of my nose, sighing before I nodded. "Lead the way," I said so I could calm them down and needed to settle this issue as soon as possible.
I went to the prison cells along with the wives and mates of our men. As I arrived there, I was greeted by the strong scent of rusty, metallic one.
Only to know that it was some fresh blood.
Desmond looked surprised at my presence when I arrived there and saw his hands were tainted with crimson red blood. I heard gasps coming from the women behind me.
"What on the Moon Goddess' name are you doing to your pack members, Desmond?" I asked earnestly.
His expression softened for a moment before it changed into a stoic one. "Educating them."
My eyebrows attached together. "Educating what exactly? Can you not see these women behind me were worried about their mates?"
Desmond glanced behind me. His face darkened as I felt the fear emitting from these women behind me.
"Halt!" I raised my voice causing him to snap back to look at me. I narrowed my eyes at him and immediately stepped forward to look at him, challenging him by staring at him before I grabbed his collar. "Do it again," I threatened my husband. "Do it again, Desmond. I dare you."
He squinted his amber eyes at me. I could tell that he was annoyed at me based on the emotions I felt when we marked each other. And I knew too well that Desmond knows me, too. I wouldn't back down so easily if I knew that he was being an irrational Alpha again.
He exhaled sharply. "Release them," he ordered coldly while looking straight into my ocean blue eyes.
I released his collar and immediately gestured to my head. "Leave now," I told him.
He growled softly. "Seraphina, do not tell me what to do..."
"I tell you what to do when I want to. Before more bloodshed happens, get out of this prison cell. Now." I pointed the way out.
Desmond opened his mouth to retort back at me but he halted and turned his back at me. I was glaring at his back before I glared back at the pack guards who were here. They straightened their backs when I eyed them.
"Do inform me if Desmond is being a lunatic bastard again. Do you all understand me?" I asked firmly.
As the pack members of this pack, they should have known better who they must fear. Not the Alpha of the Rising Diamond pack.
It was Luna of the Rising Diamond pack who was frightening enough when she got mad. Even Desmond knew how to curl up like a kitten whenever I stepped forward to assess the situation if my husband was being a lunatic again.
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