The Alpha King’s Regret Hiding His Secret Twins by Isaiah
Chapter 1 Part 2

Chapter 1

Kiara POV

**SIX YEARS AGO**

“Arrange those flowers near the podium; they would look beautiful there,” I said to one of the staff members, and she immediately nodded her head, following my orders. My heart was brimming with excitement.

Tonight marked the coronation, a highly anticipated event in our Madcrest pack. It was a momentous occasion as my mate, Alpha King Killian, would finally ascend to the position of pack leader, and I would stand proudly beside him as his mate and Luna of the pack. The coronation should have happened after we got married, but Alpha Eric put it on hold. He wanted to give his pack a little more of his serving.

We were fated, married but not yet officially marked. Three years ago, my father suggested a strong alliance with the Madcrest pack, particularly with Alpha King Killian. I couldn’t quite comprehend his decision. I was an omega, and the thought of mating with the fierce, dominant and ruthless Alpha King made me feel like prey before a predator.

However, former Alpha Eric of Madcrest Pack and father of Alpha King Killian assured me that I was his fated mate, the Luna of the pack, even without the official mating mark. The Madcrest pack members respected me in that role.

When I first met Killian we both felt a strong pull towards each other and I couldn’t be happy about that. The moon goddess, Selene, blessed me with the strongest alpha in the south region. My wolf was jumping wanting to bond with him but stopped sooner than we both could imagine when I saw his eyes looking devoid of any feeling.

“Luna, where should we put these fiery lights?” Lucia asked, her whole b*dy tangled up with the fiery lights. And I couldn’t help but chuckle at her. She is quite a girl and a friend which I made as soon as I entered the pack. She was a warrior here. Her high skill in the training ground was the first thing that attracted me and we clicked right together.

She was a skilled warrior in the pack. She is good with weapons, good is a mere word but excellent at it. But if you gave her kitchen duties or aside from anything related to weapons she would be a disaster. Totally a tomboy.

“What with you looking like a walking pole,” I teased, helping to untangle her from the lights.

“I told you not to give me this work; it’s going to get late because of me, and Alpha would be mad,” she whined like a small child.

“Alright, let me help you,” I said, and we continued working together. After checking everything to ensure it was in its right place and order, I decided to take a break.

“You should go and get ready for the coronation. You’re going to be titled as the Luna of the pack. I’m so happy for you. You deserve this, Kiara..” Lucia said, sitting beside me.

I looked around the grand hall. I still thought that I could arrange it more beautifully, but I didn’t have a chance. Even though the coronation news had come so suddenly, I had worked hard to make everything as beautiful and perfect as possible. “I know, but there is still a lot to do right now. The caterer hasn’t come yet and…”

“Hey, hey, hey, relax. Don’t forget that you’ve entrusted the responsibility to Miss Smith,” she reminded me with a comforting smile.

“Oh, right. I did forget that. I wanted this event to look perfect, Lucia. And I was nervous to officially get the title,” I said. I had done my duties perfectly, but officially declaring that I would be the Luna is quite a big tag that is going to bind with my name as if being a fated mate of the only Lycan King is not enough…

Lucia chuckled playfully, “Oh, look at you; you resemble so much like a typical smitten wife.”

“Hey! He is my mate. I want everything to be special when he is involved.” I said and rolled my eyes, a small smile tugged at my l*ps, but Lucia raised an eyebrow at me, “When you get to know your mate, you’ll understand this feeling.”

She raised her hand in surrender as she added, “Don’t worry, Kiara. Just relax. Everything looks perfect. It’s your day too, so just go up and get dressed and look pretty for our alpha.”

I nodded, and after tirelessly working for three continuous days to make everything perfect, I wanted this occasion to be flawless. I hoped that my hard work in our marriage would be recognized and appreciated by him.

I don’t tirelessly work to become the perfect Luna of the pack, but also for him to recognize my effort with anything related to him.