The Three-Mated Luna

≈ Daisy ≈

She quickly walks through the bustling crowd of elegantly dressed people at the high-society charity event. The soft hum of conversations and clinking glasses fill the air. She walks with a strong and confident attitude, but it's clear that she's in a hurry.

As she reaches her colleague, intent on discussing their presentation scheduled for the next week, she glances around at the breathtaking surroundings. The walls of the grand ballroom are adorned with pretty artworks, and the scent of expensive perfumes linger in the air.

She and her colleague, a sharp-dressed guy named David, are deep in conversation about their upcoming presentation. They get into all the nitty-gritty of the deal, talking about their rivals, and the perks of sealing the agreement.

But, because they're so caught up in their conversation, Daisy doesn't notice what's happening around her. Suddenly, out of nowhere, this incredibly attractive guy in a tailored tuxedo bumps into her.

Daisy trips a bit, caught off guard. The guy, not looking away and totally unapologetic, gives her this look like he thinks he's better than her. The soft light from the chandeliers makes his jawline and piercing eyes look even more intense.

"You should watch where you're going," he says arrogantly.

Daisy, with her strong-willed nature and fiery personality, furrows her brows, her brown eyes already blazing with unsurfaced anger. She's not about to let anyone bring her down, especially not in a room full of influential people.

"Excuse me?" she retorts, "You bumped into me, and you're the one calling me out?"

The man's lips curl into a smug smile, as if he finds her reaction amusing. "Well, maybe you should pay more attention to where you're walking," he quips.

Her jaw clenches, and she can't resist the urge to fire back, "I wouldn't have to if people had some manners around here."

Their interaction, even though it gets a bit intense, is immediately filled with this weird vibe. Neither of them is ready to back off, and they just keep trading jabs.

The man, who introduces himself as Alexander, lifts an elegant glass filled with golden champagne to his lips and takes a casual sip. "Well, manners are overrated at these events, don't you think?" He tilts his head slightly, his eyes locked onto hers, as if daring her to disagree.

Daisy, refusing to be outdone, responds sarcastically, "Oh, so you're an expert on charity event etiquette, are you?"

As they chat and banter, though it's more of banter, they stroll through the fancy ballroom. Alexander doesn't budge from her side, and she is just as determined to hold her own.

Their playful banter and back-and-forth catches the interest of some bystanders who find it entertaining.

But, as they keep on bantering, they start to feel this weird connection. Alexander is totally mesmerised by her smarts and looks, and she, even though she was annoyed at first, finds herself involved in a conversation that pushes her boundaries like never before.

Little do they know that this intense exchange would be the start of something that totally turns her life 360°.

×××

"You should really consider taking a step back," She chaffs and arches an eyebrow.

Alexander smirks, "Or perhaps you should consider moving forward more gracefully."

Her laughter is rich and melodious. "You certainly have a unique way of flirting."

"Flirting?" Alexander feigns innocence. "I'm simply making an observation."

"Or an excuse to bother me." Daisy counters.

"Bothering you? Hardly. I find our conversation rather stimulating," Alexander replies with a sly grin.

"You really have a way with words," she says amusingly.

"Words are my forte, after all," Alexander replies with a wink.

"You're quite sure of yourself, aren't you?" She notes.

"Confidence is a virtue," Alexander replies smoothly.

She rolls her eyes. "I say it's arrogance."

"I prefer to call it self-assuredness," he counters.

"Well, Mr. Self-Assuredness, maybe you should try humility for a change," she teases.

Alexander chuckles. "Where's the fun in that?"

Their playful banter continues, drawing more curious gazes from the people around them.

"You're impossible," she mutters with a smile.

"And yet, you don't seem to want me to leave," Alexander points out.

Daisy's lips curves into a fine smile.

The intensity of their conversation is undeniable.

"Why are you really here, Mr. Alexander?" She asks with a touch of seriousness.

"To meet interesting people," he answers simply.

"Interesting people or interesting person?" she inquires.

He hesitates for a moment, "Perhaps just one."

She speaks quieter, "Are you saying I'm the one?"

"It's starting to look that way," he says.

A red hue rises in her cheeks and she quickly looks away.

She can't let this man get into her head. She can't.

As she darts to his gaze again, their eyes meet and she watches as his eyes enthusiastically run over her body.

She gulps then faces forward again.

The MC's voice sounds from the speakers.

×××

≈ Alexander ≈

He is He.

The Third Generation Alpha of the Maldaves Pack and Big Boss of the Cilexx Stocks company, one of the biggest companies in North America.

He's chilling amidst the opulent gala, checking out the scene like a total predator. Everybody can see how on point his outfit is and how good-looking he is. He has this serious power vibe that catches the attention of all the guests, and you could feel his presence without him even saying anything.

But what really makes him stand out is how he reacts to that woman's quick and clever comeback.

What brings him here is his painstakingly annoying assistant who kept buzzing in his ears and emails that a charity gala was coming up and he would meet the Kramer respondents there. He has been vying to partner with the company for a long time so he sees this as an opportunity to network and talk potential business.

Yet, he runs into that young woman instead.

In a norm where most folks at these fancy gatherings are all about being proper and cautious with their words, she's like a breath of fresh air. Her sharp wit and fearlessness intrigues him. It's as if she has thrown down the gauntlet and challenged him to a verbal showdown.

As the MC's voice echoes through the grand ballroom, announcing the next part of the event's schedule, Daisy and Alexander are still going back and forth in a non-stop conversation.

He can't help but follow her around, holding a crystal-clear drink that he'll take a sip from every now and then as they keep on arguing. With his charming personality and obvious attraction to her, he isn't about to let anything stop him from chatting up the fascinating woman who has caught his attention.

Alexander is used to getting his way in most situations, but Daisy's sassy comebacks have gotten him all fired up. He can't help but get involved in their little verbal battle, which is unlike anything he has ever encountered. The more they talk, the more he gets sucked into their playful banter.

His voice is so deep and rich, it contrasts perfectly with Daisy's passionate responses. You can feel the excitement between them, like the air before a storm. As the night goes on, their chemistry gets stronger and they can't believe how drawn they are to each other. It's the start of something they never saw coming.

"You're following me, aren't you? Or is stalking a new trend for you, Mr. Charming?" Daisy finally stops walking and turns to face him.

"Stalking? You flatter yourself, Rose. I just find it intriguing to be near someone as confident as you."

She's told him her name is Daisy but he incessantly calls her Rose.

"You call it confidence, I call it audacity. And frankly, I prefer my personal space." She frowns.

"Well, I'm afraid I don't follow your preferences. What's the matter? Not used to people challenging you?"

"Challenging is one thing. Annoying is something else entirely. You're veering into the latter territory."

"I've been told I have that effect on people. But I can't help it if I'm drawn to you." He says with a loose smile.

"Drawn to me? Is your date not captivating enough?"

"And how do you know I brought a date?" He raises an eyebrow.

Daisy scoffs, "Whether you did or not, can't you go and find someone else to follow around? It's really getting on my nerves."

"If I did bring a date or company, I'd say they're rather dull, actually."

"So, you think it's a brilliant idea to pester me instead? Your judgement is impeccable."

"It certainly is, and you're more intriguing than this entire event."

"I don't have time for your arrogance, Mr. Alexander. I have real matters to attend to." She says wanting to leave.

"You really don't understand how important our little chat is." His eyes seem to flicker with something else.

"There's nothing important about it. You're wasting my time." Daisy then turns to leave but he steps in front of her.

"This could be the most exciting conversation you've had all night."

"Exciting or infuriating? I can't decide."

"A bit of both, I hope."

"Typical alpha male, thinking he can charm his way into everything."

Her mention of alpha makes his eyes flicker again. He doesn't think she noticed.

Does she know…who he is? But if she does, would she be talking like that to him?

Certain fuckingly not.

"And what about you? Do you always snap at people you barely know?"

"Only when they're irritatingly persistent." Her frown still doesn't take away her captivating beauty. It only seems to magnify it.

"I find your persistence interesting."

"Well, I find your arrogance infuriating."

"Intriguing and infuriating. The perfect combo, don't you think?"

"This conversation is going nowhere." She drops her wine glass on a tray a waiter who's walking by is carrying.

"Nowhere is often the most exciting place to be."

"Your silver tongue won't work on me."

"I enjoy a challenge."

"Is that so? Try me." She narrows her eyes.

"Challenge accepted."

×××

≈ Daisy ≈

They keep joking around with edgy and daring words. Daisy's drive and smarts are a powerful mix that Alexander can't seem to get enough. He has never come across someone as unique as her, and her being here is making this fundraiser way more thrilling than he expected.

But then, Daisy sees something that really bothers her. Alexander actually showed up to the event with another person, a stunning woman, just as she suspected and he lied about.

Daisy feels so annoyed. It doesn't sit well with her; he's acting like a simp when he already has someone with him, and yet he still has the nerve to challenge her.

"You're a real piece of work, you know that?" Daisy hisses through clenched teeth. Her frustration is evident as she gestures towards Alexander's date.

"What kind of gentleman brings a date and then harasses another woman?"

"I can talk to whomever I please. I don't need your permission." His smug grin boils her blood.

She was playing too much and it's getting too out of hand.

She noticed the stares people gave them as he followed behind her.

She couldn't even talk to other people because of the man's incessant pestering.

She has to be done with him once and for all.

"You're acting shameless, even with your date right there."

"Shameless? You don't know the first thing about me." He scoffs.

"Oh, I can see plenty already." She seethes, "Just admit you have no manners."

"You're annoying, you know that?"

She crinkles her eyes, "And you're unbearable. Do you always get your way by bullying women?"

"Bullying? That's a bit dramatic."

"You're a real charmer." She rolls her eyes, "Why don't you go back to your date and let me enjoy the evening?"

"I'll leave when I'm ready."

"Clearly, manners aren't in your dictionary."

He sighs and shakes his head, "I've had enough of your arrogance."

"Oh really? My arrogance?" She says incredulously, "And I've had enough of YOUR arrogance!" She faces the other way, "Just go away."

"I'll go when I want to."

She looks at him, speechless.

"I said get away from me."

"You really don't know who I am, do you?"

One thing leads to another, boom, the table next to them is about to give out. And then, bam, it crashes to the ground, making a huge mess with all the utensils and glasses flying everywhere.

And in all that craziness, Alexander and Daisy tumble as well, a dishevelled mess of designer clothing and pent-up frustration.

As they crash into each other, Daisy's heart starts racing and she begins to breathe heavily. The moment suddenly becomes chaotic and intense, and she feels her whole body quake with emotion.

The closeness and impact of the collision causes a spark between them that immediately scares her.

Daisy looks into Alexander's eyes, their faces just inches away.

But it's only for a moment. Daisy is taken aback and feels so awkward, but she quickly regains her composure. She pushes Alexander away and frees herself from the captivating mess that had trapped her.

Getting up, she tries her hardest to regain her composure. Her cheeks are flushed with a blend of annoyance and desire.

David, who has been watching with interest the whole time, comes over to save her from any more embarrassment. Without saying anything, he reaches out a helping hand to Daisy and guides her through the mess left by the broken table.

The onlookers are stunned at the sight before them.

As they walk out of the fancy ballroom, Daisy can't resist shooting a last glare at Alexander. He's now being attended to by his unamused personal assistant and his date, who look equally unimpressed. The two rivals lock eyes again, both clearly annoyed yet intrigued by each other.

In her mind, she mutters, "What an annoying prick!"

But she swears she can also hear his whisper in her ear, "I've found you and I swear I'll have you."