Chapter Five

[Nivera’s POV]

I was slapped hard across the face, and I looked up slowly, trembling in fear.

“Where were you last night?” Delilah demanded.

“At the temple, I swear on my life,” I responded.

“That would mean something if your life was valuable enough to swear on,” she retorted; a response that got the other girls cheering and laughing so hard.

Alice stepped forward with her hands folded underneath her breasts. “Tell me, what did you do? How did you do it?” she asked.

“I… I don’t understand,” I stuttered.

“Well, that makes two of us. I don’t understand either. How was I left mateless, and a wench like you didn’t just find a mate, but the Alpha King himself? Tell me something, Nivera. Are you practicing witchcraft?” Alice asked, with a fixated look as though trying to read me.

“Shush. That’s a very serious allegation you’re making,” Lexa, the oldest one in the group said.

“What? Am I not even allowed to say that? Isn’t that what we all are thinking?” she retorted.

“You can’t say such wi