Longing For My Rejected Luna

Chapter 71

*xkkxErika's POV*¥kkx

"What would you like to drink?" We were seated at the round table in the meeting

room.

| had chosen that over the throne and sofa in the big room that could easily hold fifty to sixty persons. Every part

of this mansion was big and luxurious.

"No I'm good." He opposed.

"I like to offer my guests something to wet their throat, especially if they have ca long way to see me. So

please, allowdo this, Alpha Robertson." | insisted, wearing my formal smile.

He looked fromto Kat as though he was wondering why she was seated beside me. What was he expecting?

For just the both of us to be locked in a room? And do what? Kiss and make up?

If that was what he was here for, then he had a long thing coming for him. | was no longer that Erika of Moon

Forest, that girl was long gone. This was Erika of Iron Claw and | was in my territory.

"Alright, if you insist." He nodded.

"Thank you." | nodded too. | turned to the maid who had been patiently standing besidewaiting for his

response. "Go get him a cup of...is coffee good? Or you need something strong?" | knew he liked to drink whiskey

but I was no longer his wife to decide those choices for him.

| would not assa position | had been chased from. Humiliated and embarrassed beyond my imagination. |

willed those memories away.

"Whiskey is fine, if you're not bothered by it." He said.

| frowned a bit. Why would | be bothered by his choice of drink? He meant nothing

to me, we were nothing to each other...not anymore. The bond had been

dissolved and the marriage annulled.

"No, Alpha. You're free." | turned to the maid. "Bring him a decanter of whiskey and a glass."

"Yes, Alpha." The maid bowed.

Out of the corner of my eyes, | noticed Alexander's brows slightly raised in shock over the mention of Alpha the

maid had called me. He was still finding it hard to believe over the fact | was being called Alpha.

"Get us a bottle of wine and two glasses, please." Kat told the maid. "Tell another maid to help you with the trays

and drinks."

"Yes, My Lady." She bowed and went away to do as she had been instructed.

"So, what brings you to my pack, Alpha Robertson?" | fixed my stare on him, waiting his reaction when | called

this pack mine.

"Uhmm. I..." He looked lost for awhile.

| wanted to laugh but | held myself. That would had been un-Alpha of— if that was even a word - and | did

not want to look that way to him. | wanted to keep my aura, and let him sniff the authority and power that was

oozing off of me.

"Please, I'd suggest you speak up as | have sother important duties to attend to." | was proud of myself in

that moment. The tone had been firm and powerful.

The maid cIn then with one other maid. They reached our side and dropped the glass and decanter of

whiskey before him. She poured whiskey in his glass and left the decanter covered. The other maid was carrying

our own tray of wine and two glasses, she dropped it before us - Kat and I. She also uncorked the bottle and filled

our glasses.

They bowed and took their leave after asking if there was another thing we

wanted to which we replied negative.

"So Alpha, please let us get on to the business why you're here." | took a small sip

of my drink and dropped it, meeting his own gaze.

Was he looking uncomfortable? Why did he look tothat way?

"Alright, there's trouble." He began.

| frowned, my gaze met Kat who shrugged cluelessly. "What sort of trouble, Alpha Robertson?"

"Uhm. Moon Forest are undergoing an attack at the moment, and we need help.”

"Moon Forest, is the third biggest and strongest pack, what pack are you finding too hard to get victory over? |

mean, it's quite ludicrous if you ask me. Is your security down and weak?" | was taunting him and | guessed he

knew it, which was why his face fell shamefully for a

moment before he composed himself again.

He cleared his throat. "I would like to say Moon Forest have held their own fort but

we are up against an enemy that have decided to fight dirty even though we are trying to win this battle without

going dirty."

"Well, there is nothing clean about war. To win, you have to do anything within your power to win. If your

enemies are going dirty, you go dirty." | told him.

When did Alexander begin to think this calm.

He was ruthless when | knew him and | would not think he would be this scared of engaging in a war. What had

changed? Was there something he was not telling me? | could feel his fear, as though he was desperate to be rid

of this chaos he was experiencing his pack.

"Yes, | know Erika..."

| raised a brow. "It's Alpha Blackwood. Paythe srespect I've been paying

to you."

"Sorry, Alpha Blackwood." He corrected.

"Thank you. So, what exactly do you needto do for you concerning this war?"

| asked again.

"I need your help." He stated.

Almighty Alexander needed help?

Wonderful! How the tables had

turned. He would never have

believed it if he was ever told that he would cback toto ask for

help. Well, he technically was not aware he was going to meetbut

now that he had, there was no

choice for him.

"I do not know how you rule your pack but | have a rule." | informed him.

"What rule?"

"I do not help packs that are troublesome. So, Alpha Robertson, if you have started this war, then I can not help

you."