The Alphas and the Moon [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter Twenty-Three

The Prince of the Vampires

It's been a week since my announcement and my mates are still hyped about being dads.

"I love you," Aaron said to my baby bump, both he and Stephen were placing small kisses over it.

Just above the baby bump, dark purplish marks were sprawled. On my nipples, on my collarbone, on my neck. Everywhere.

There was a soft knock on the door, "Alphas, Luna?" It was Bentley.

"What is it?" Stephen answered.

"Prince Jewel from the East Sanctum is here," Bentley said.

We came downstairs a couple of minutes later as Landon led us to the grand hall, where a long table with food is prepared. A man in a black suit stood at the large window, facing back from us.

Lord Jewel is a vampire. The vampires has a different type of society from us. While werewolves have packs, they have covenants. And since the almost extinction of vampires versus humans two hundred years ago, they settled on four large covenants. North, West, South, East (which are ruled by Dukes) and Haverhill (ruled by the vampire king) sanctums.

I could feel that he's a very strong vampire.

He's weaker than Avery though.

"Prince Jewel, what can we do for you?" Aaron greeted, shaking Prince Jewel's hand.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at me. He's staring at my soul, "What is this abomination?" I gulped at his actions.

But then he burst out laughing. Together with my mates.

"I'm only kidding!" Prince Jewel said, still laughing. "Luna," he held my hand and kissed it, "I am Prince Jewel Haverhill, Duke of the East Sanctum. But you can call me Jules."

"Jules, what can we do for you?" Aaron asked. There was a slight intimidation in his voice.

"Oh, come on Aaron. Don't give me that-," Jules rolled his eyes. "Look, I would like to invite uncle Avery for-"

"Wait," I cut him off, "Uncle Avery?"

"Oh, gosh," Jules rolled his eyes playfully, "Ophelia Haverhill is the son of Vladimir Haverhill, the king of the vampires."

"W-What?"

"She was the eldest child, and that would make uncle Avery next in line," Jules said. "That is if he has a vampire ma-"

"I don't," Avery walked inside, Charlie held his hand.

"You've seen your mate," Jules muttered under his breathe.

"I'm sorry Jewel, but my mate is a werewolf," Avery said.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Well, since we're vampires, we need a vampire heir. Dad agreed to let Avery have the throne when his mate is a vampire, but he's not," Jules was about to tear up.

"And, what's wrong with that?" I asked him, a bit insulted.

"We're all gonna die," he mumbled. I only raised my brow and was about to say something when he cut me off, "The one who is next in line, my older brother, hates other races. Like at all."

Klyde, ask Jewel if he has someone with him.

"Jules, is someone accompanying you?" I looked at him who sat on one of the chairs and eating a turkey leg, he's clearly panicked.

"Yes, I have my convoy and a Lord with me, why?"

We all faced the door where voices of people arguing outside.

"You can't go inside," I heard Margaret argue.

"I am Lord Orson Firefang! I need to get inside!"

The door busted open revealing a skinny teenage vampire. He wears a black suit but it was messy, he's messy.

Margaret was pulling his hand, trying to drag him away.

"Orson," Jules called out, "Was there an atta-"

"Mates," Avery, Charlie and Orson said.

"Oh, my goddess," Margaret said in shock.

We all chimed, "You've got to be kidding me."

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Yes. I just did that. *evil laugh*

Because, why not?

Anygay, thank you for reading! I'm still sick but here's a chapter because I, WUVYUU! 😍