Ch - 2: Getting The Answers I Need

~Eleanor~

I chewed silently on the roasted meat, but it did not taste as delicious as it usually did. Everything tastes bland and raw in my mouth. All I can think about is what Isabella and Victor are doing. Did they already consummate their marriage?

That would be strange if they didn't, as the Darkmore Family of Moonshadow Pack required an heir. But, most importantly, Isabella would do anything to ensure that he spent the night with her, and the Beta was also hot-blooded.

"Eleanor," I heard Father's voice deep within my mind. What is happening? Am I starting to imagine things? How is this even possible?

"Dear daughter, please stop thinking about Isabella; she betrayed and shamed our family." His voice echoed in my mind.

I snapped out of the awful thought and turned my head to the side, only to see Father staring at me.

“Are you alright, dear daughter? I have been calling out to you, but you have not responded,” he said, patting my head.

The bubbles of hope that had amassed in my heart shattered into several pieces.

"I'm okay, Father!" I mumbled, feeling disgruntled.

Except for Isabella and Father, no one is aware that I am still unable to communicate with my wolf.

Most werewolves can shapeshift, but I can't. No matter how hard I try, I'm just unable to do all that the supernatural does. I feel even more vulnerable than the omegas in the pack.

Father always says that one day I will be able to, but when is that going to happen, with only four days until the Pack sentences me to live forever in their forsaken dungeon?

Yes, I will be sentenced. The Moonshadow Pack has a tradition of sentencing any she-wolf who is marked before being rejected in public. They must spend the rest of their lives in the dungeon on the seventh day after their rejection to keep evil from affecting the rest of the pack.

Did the beta learn about my weakness? Is that why he rejected me as his mate? The realization struck me. I snapped my head around and stared at my father.

"I will go see the beta," I announced unexpectedly, surprising Father.

"Do you want to see the beta? Daughter, do you not remember how he humiliated you? He ruined your life. I wish he was never your mate.” Father frowned, dismissing my decision to meet the Beta.

"No, it was not just him; Isabella was also involved. She has stolen my mate, and you are doing nothing. All you do is talk nonstop about Beta Victor's disappointment. You are not saying anything about Isabella.

“Why? Because she is not an adopted child like me. Because she deserves the Beta more than I do, who is his destined mate? I just want to know why they did all of this to me. He rejected me without a valid reason, and I want to know why. I want to know what gives them the right to ruin my life. I do not want responses from you; I will go get all of them myself.”

My lips quivered as I mumbled the words buried deep within my heart.

I could feel the anger and frustration rising within me, fueling my determination to confront Beta and Isabella. I needed answers and was not going to let anyone stand in my way.

Without waiting for Father to respond, I stood up and stormed out of the room. The familiar hallways of the pack's mansion blurred as I walked purposefully toward the beta's quarters.

I stepped inside Beta Victor's chamber, under the watchful gaze of everyone in the pack house.

For several minutes, I repeatedly knocked on the massive wooden door, but nobody answered. What's happening? I have no idea.

I knocked until my knuckles hurt. Tired of waiting, I pushed open the door, only to be met with the biggest shock of my life.

Isabella was sitting on the lap of a shirtless Beta Victor, naked and smooching him.

His pants' zipper was undone, and he appeared to be enjoying whatever she was doing as he closed his eyes and sweat formed on his brow.

The smell emanating from the room is enough to explain what happened. Beta Victor's eyes flew open at the sudden interruption.

His gaze shifted to the door, and when he realized I was the one standing there, he howled in rage at my unexpected intrusion.

“Bitch! Do you even know what you are doing? How dare you barge into Beta's chamber?” Isabella growled fiercely at me.

She smirked, standing up and wrapping herself in a robe. The victorious look on her face was enough to clear up every illusional misunderstanding I created in my heart. I just had to believe all this was happening for real.

“Are you deaf?” his loud baritone voice echoed in the chamber.

“No, I am not deaf,” I fearlessly riposted with an equal fit of rage.

Although mine could not overpower the ruthless and deathly aura around him, I at least did not hide timidly.

“Why are you here?” he questioned, standing up from the chair.

I would have gawked and drooled over his firm, sturdy, and handsome looks, but right now, I'm not in the mood for that.

“I'm here to get answers to my questions,” I replied with a firm stance, strolling inside the room as though it belonged to me. And I have to admit, his chamber is like no other.

The rosewood and mahogany used in the room were luxurious. And the bed was huge, with everything in its appropriate place.

Isabella gasped at my boldness and lack of respect. She raised her brows at the Beta, whose eyes had been on me ever since I stepped foot inside the place, but got ignored.

“Answers to your questions? What right do you think you have to ask for answers from the beta?” she spat mockingly.

She twirled the loose strand of her hair, hugging Beta Victor's hand. My pupils constricted, and I clenched my fist. 'Don't get overwhelmed by your emotions,' I reminded myself.

“I wasn't talking to a ‘fake and used’ product like you. I'm here to get answers from the beta of the pack. It will be best if thieves don't interfere,” I spat out coldly. My eyes were sharply focused on her, not giving her a chance to overwhelm me with her dignified and elegant aura.

My brazen insult shocked Isabella, the same as Beta Victor. He growled, and as if on cue, the guards that usually stand by his side to protect him strutted in.

“Call for a general meeting. Make sure every single member of the pack is present,” Beta Victor ordered. The four guards bowed before exiting the room.

He then turned towards me and said, “Don't you want answers? You'll ask your questions in the presence of the entire pack!” his husky voice resounded, shattering my insides.

I want to have a private talk with him, but all he has in mind is how to insult and humiliate me.

How did I fall in love with such a heartless creature? How blind was I?

“Sure, I don't mind,” I replied haughtily, despite the churning pain in my stomach.