Chapter Three

Ella

No way in hell was I sipping that shit. 

Who knew what poison this traitor had stirred into it this time? 

There was nothing she could not do. 

“I'm fine, Vivi. Don't worry about me," I responded, giving her a fake smile. 

"You know I don't like it when you do this. I struggled to get you this coconut drink. I even had to fight with some people and now…you don't want to drink it? At least appreciate my efforts,” she lamented, sounding really sad but unfortunately, I could not be deceived this time. 

Right now, I was convinced that she spiked this drink. 

“I think I'm having a stomach upset, Vivi. It just started and I might not be able to drink this,” I said, squeezing my stomach with my hand. 

Her mouth opened and Cole’s deep voice cut in immediately, saving me from the questions that were about to rush out from Vivi’s mouth. 

“We have a lot to do today, girls. Remember, there would be a sunset cruise at 5pm alongside a lobster dinner," he informed us. 

I wasn’t listening to all he had to say because I didn't care. 

Instead, my eyes were locked on Vivi and I noticed the way her gaze devoured him. 

Her pupils were blown wide with starving lust. 

I noticed the subtle lick of her lips and the way her thighs pressed together like her pussy was already dripping at the thought of him. 

How the fuck had I been so blind? 

How was I so goddamn stupid and trusting while this whore eye-fucked my mate right in front of me?

Rage boiled hot in my chest and I couldn't believe it. 

No way!

I felt the sharp sting of betrayal that still felt fresh as the day they poured wolfsbane on my skin. 

Vivi clapped her hands suddenly after Cole finished giving us that information. 

Everything about her felt so bubbly and fake.

I just wanted to end it all but I remembered what Giselle told me. 

I had to take things one step at a time. 

“Come on, bestie! Don't sit there doing nothing. Let’s get some cute pics on those wet rocks by the shoreline. The light is perfect!” she suggested, cutting through my thoughts. 

Immediately she said that, I remembered everything that happened in the old timeline. 

I had slipped right there like a clumsy idiot, sprained my ankle badly, and spent the rest of the trip stuck in the hotel room while these two comforted each other probably with his dick buried balls-deep inside her. 

But, no. 

Not this time, bitch.

Things have changed. 

I was not going to allow this to happen again. 

“Alright, I'm coming with you," I said to her and we picked our way across the slippery rocks. 

While we walked, the waves kept crashing and spraying cool mist at us. 

Vivi directed me like a good photographer would, making sure I gave good poses. 

I followed every command, smiling pretty at her until I reached the exact slick spot that had fucked me over before. 

This time I caught my balance perfectly, my claws gripping the invisible holds. 

" This was surely the perfect time to strike!” I thought to myself as an idea hit me. 

I looked at her and smiled mischievously to myself and she didn’t notice. 

She was so carried away by whatever was going through her mind. 

In split seconds, I struck.

As Vivi leaned in for the next shot, I shifted my foot just enough to nudge her ankle at the perfect angle. 

She screamed her lungs out and her arms went windmilling. In no time, she went down hard. 

The crack of her ankle twisting echoed loud and she hit the rock with a wet smack. 

Her skin tore off with blood dripping down her thighs and elbow exactly where the sharp stone had gouged her open.

“Oh my Goddess, Vivi!” I gasped, rushing to her side with fake concern plastered across my face. 

Tears of pure savage joy burned behind my eyes, but I played the devastated bestie very well. 

I enjoyed seeing her in pain. 

I enjoyed seeing her cry out loud, while holding her injured self. 

“I’m so sorry! Are you okay? You should have been more careful, babe. These rocks are dangerous. You know that! Now, look. Your pretty skin has been scratched.”

She looked up at me first with confusion written all over her, then I noticed a flash of raw suspicion that made my heart race. 

But I kept on with the pitiful act. 

My eyes widened and my lips trembled as I tried to help her up while she winced like a little baby. 

Cole jogged over with his all protective alpha bullshit and he tried to find out what was wrong. 

“Calm down, Ella. The first deed has been done. You shouldn't be jealous that he is examining her. I mean, you have lots of revenge coming for them,” Giselle reminded me and my heated skin went back to normal. 

I watched Come examine her and after a quick check, it was decided that she had sprained her ankle, maybe fractured. 

It was none of my business. 

Vivi would have to rest in the hotel for the rest of the trip while Cole and I continued the vacation without her.

That was perfect but she tried to stop that anyway. 

She kept limping pathetically and clutching my arm. 

“Ella, please stay with me? I will be so lonely in that big hotel room all by myself. Besties don’t leave each other like this… please,” she pleased, half-crying. 

I almost laughed in her face. 

Can you imagine the audacity of this little slut?

In my past life, when I was the one hobbling and in pain, she had not offered to stay once. 

She had practically skipped off with Cole, leaving me to rot in pain alone.

She didn't even care!

She never checked up on me!

But, now..she wants me to stay with her? I will die if that's the case. 

I squeezed her hand, and my face fell out of pity. 

“Aw, babe, I wish I could. But you know how important these pack-bonding activities are. I can't stay back because Cole needs me there. I will bring you back all the best pics and snacks, okay? Rest up and heal that pretty little ankle.”

The flash of hatred in her eyes was sweet to see. 

She swallowed it fast, nodding with a weak smile, but I saw through all of that.

I was not dumb.

At least, not this time. 

She refused to utter a word to me but that was not going to work. 

I have made my decision. 

I'm going with Cole and she will have to deal with herself alone. 

“This was just the beginning,” Giselle purred inside me and her voice sounded so thick.

“Make them bleed slowly, Ella. Make them suffer. I so much love this,” Giselle added and I felt the dark thrill racing through my veins. 

“I’m glad I made her pay for what she did, Giselle. I bet she didn't see that coming,” I responded to my wolf as power and vengeance intertwined in my stomach. 

“You did well. I'm very sure the moon goddess would be happy. She would not regret giving you a second chance,” Giselle chipped in and a wild smile appeared on my face. 

"She has to. A lot more is coming and no one is ready for it." 

This was a small win, but fuck, it tasted so good.