Vampires and werewolves have been at war for centuries. In an attempt to make peace, Alessandra, the vampire princess, is wed to the Alpha Emperor of the werewolves, Xavier.

All her life, Alessandra has grown up learning that the werewolves are barbaric in nature, a far cry from the elegant vampires. What happens, though, when Alessandra realizes that this is far from the truth?

Their relationship starts off rocky with misunderstandings about each other, but through time, a bond slowly builds as they encounter and overcome obstacles together as king and queen, alpha and luna, husband and wife!

When a cult started by an ancient vampire attempts to sow discord between two kingdoms, can Alessandra and Xavier maintain peace between both races? Or will their kingdoms fall into war and ruin, dragging their budding love down with it?

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When the guards declared the groom's entrance, everyone's attention turned to the door. I felt a hammer on my chest. Here comes the barbarian, I thought. 

I was looking away, lowering my gaze. The man entered the wedding hall. I felt like my intestine would come out of my mouth. The sudden gulps of the guests were not going unnoticed in my ears. 

What caused the guests to respond like that? Was the man that hideous? I lost my zeal to look at him. With a heavy heart, I kept looking away until he stood in front of me. 

Slowly, I glanced at the man standing in front of me. My heart was pounding so hard that I felt like it would burst. 

I gasped. There was no way he was the alpha lord and the groom of tonight's wedding. The phenomenally handsome man from earlier was standing right in front of me. Up close, he was multiple times more attractive.

Barbaric man? Who? He was radiating such royal energy that even the noblest vampires were intimidated when he entered. 

My husband-to-be.

The Vampire Luna

Lady Evelyn, to everyone’s surprise, placed a sharp slap on Cassius’s face. Cassius’s face turned to the side by the impact. Fresh blood appeared on the corner of his mouth. 


“How dare a mere butler stop me?” Evelyn said, staring at him coldly. 


Everyone was startled. They had never seen Lady Evelyn lose her composer. I looked at Xavier. His eyes were fixed on the drama in the front. However, his face was hard to read. I could not tell what he was thinking. 


Cassius hastily fell to his knees, in front of Lady Evelyn. “My Lady, I will accept any punishment. However, please allow me to take my lady back to the palace,” he said calmly. 


“Tch— the audacity,” Evelyn said, smirking at him. She turned to me. Xavier’s hand was still around my shoulders. 


Evelyn, to everyone’s surprise, bowed again. “I apologize, My Lord. You had to observe such an unappealing side of me,” Evelyn said, looking at Xavier. “ However, this doesn’t end here, My Lady,” she left, warning me. 


Chapter 17 - Painting of the Night