King James, the Alpha of the Mystery Pack, to whom Alpha Henry planned to marry me off before changing his mind: what was he doing here? Did the pack invite other pack Alphas to the celebration?My hand flew to my face to cover it while I hoped he didn't recognize me or else my identity would be revealed, but upon remembering that my picture was never taken, I sighed in relief.I let out a gasp upon remembering something: “Uhm. Beta… I mean, Wyatt, were the Red Flame Pack also invited?” I inquired, my heart skipping a beat.“Yes.”“Are they here?” I clenched my fist hard, my breathing coming out in a rush.“No. They're grieving the late Filippa's death and won't be attending any celebration in the meantime.” Beta Wyatt explained, which sent fury through me.Those criminals will definitely be celebrating my death instead of grieving. I bet they're holding a feast in celebration. “Bullshit. As if they…” I paused, and my hands flew to my mouth upon realizing the mistake I almost made.Be
I got permission from Beta Wyatt, who let me leave the party immediately.I fell into bed and tried to stop thinking about everything that happened in the past, but I couldn't; everything kept pouring into my brain and stirring me up in a bad way.I huffed and angrily took off my gown, entered the bathroom, and soaked myself in the bathtub after preparing it.I sighed and used my finger to trace the ugly red and black scars on my flat stomach, shoulder, chest, and lap.I knew there would be many scars on my back as well; they'd be far uglier.I closed my eyes, wrapped my hand around myself, and kept on recalling everything.If Alpha Henry later knows that what he termed as death punishment helped save my life, will he regret it?It was all thanks to his death punishment that I found my strange acting mate and the most important person, Beta Wyatt.Besides, there appears to be a mystery revolving around me that I didn't know about, which I might need to find out while learning how to f
"That's true," I affirmed, and without thinking, I raced down the polished wooden stairs after slamming the door hard, making it release a loud bang that resonated in the house.I was heaving slightly by the time I arrived downstairs.I hurried to the luxurious and monotonous black-and-white dining room and stopped when Beta Wyatt eyed me with a complex expression.Wyatt tilted his neck and stared at me with an indecipherable look before leaning back on the lone black chair at the head of the table.Tapping on the dark live edge table rhythmically, he squinted at me with eyes filled with interest: "You're sure fast for an omega." He expressed, his expression cold to the brim. "And healed fast..."I walked toward the white chair at the end of the table and pulled it out calmly. "Do you mean I'm not an omega?" I arched my brows and sat down on the chair with my head held high, making sure not to reveal any frightened expressions.Beta Wyatt's tap on the table increased, yet his face was
My eyes flew wide open all of a sudden, my heart began to palpitate, and my breath was erratic.Sweats were also trickling down my skin, and my stomach churned and made loud noises. My hand moved to my chest to massage it; I applied a little pressure as I glanced at the room.The continuous ticking sound of the silver clock placed next to my queen-sized bed calmed me down.I sighed in relief after confirming that I was still in the power axis pack and not the red flame pack.After a little rest these few days, my body, which had been scheduled to the red flame pack timing for almost a decade, couldn't help reverting to the old ways of waking at 4:00 a.m. Soon, my breath and heartbeat returned to normal, and I calmed down. I fell onto the bed while yawning.Although I tried to fall asleep, something seemed to be bugging me, making me unable to. And after a few minutes of inability to fall asleep, I sat up again while sighing. I stood up from the soft queen-sized bed and walked to the
Beta Wyatt's brows arched in blaséness. “You know what?” He threw back casually in an unbothered voice, which made me look at him.I was so stunned that I couldn't give him a response. I was already overwhelmed with the fear that Beta Wyatt knew my real identity, but it turned out that he knew nothing. Was it all about addressing me alone? “Huh?” That was the only word the speechless me could let out, and he flicked my head slightly, which made me pucker my lips in grievance.“Silly, it isn't about the title; it is the question.” He elaborated this time, which made me knit my brows. What question was he talking about?I looked up at him and asked with cluelessness, “What question?” I tilted my head and asked.Immediately I did so, I recalled his question, 'What makes Princess think she can do so?' I sighed in relief upon realizing that I was the one thinking too much and Beta Wyatt's 'princess' address was just casual.My mouth curled slightly in amusement. Did he think I wasn't capab
I bit my lower lips and quickly plastered myself to Beta Wyatt out of fear. Did I fail another trial now? Oh, Goddess! I released a sigh due to distress, and as if noticing my fear, Wyatt smiled and caressed my back to comfort me.I envied his courage and bravery at that moment. How come he's always calm, regardless of what situation we are in?Oswald glared at me and strode toward us, his pressure pressing heavily on me, which made me grab Wyatt tighter.Before I could process it, Oswald's big hand grabbed my small one; swiftly, he pulled me into his embrace.I could feel him relaxing immediately as I entered his embrace, which made me stare at him in confusion. Why was he uneasy seeing me and Wyatt hugging when he was the one who planned to reject me and kick me out?Although I tried to separate from Oswald, he simply used his hand to press my face against his chest, rendering me unable to break away from him. “Alpha…”“Keep Quiet.” His wolf growled at me angrily.I felt myself grow
"Will you stop looking so intensely? You're making me make terrific errors, you two dipshits! Ugh!" An annoyed Dr. Asher yelled and angrily threw his stethoscope on the sofa.I massaged my forehead due to the building anger and distress I was feeling, all thanks to them.Right now, Asher wanted to diagnose my health, but Oswald and Wyatt kept watching us intently as if they didn't have anything to do, which seemed to be infuriating Playboy. Ahem, I mean Doctor Asher.This is over three times that Doctor Asher has thrown his tantrums because of the two instead of getting me diagnosed. Now, I can't help but fear that I'll be late for school at this rate."Will you do what you are ordered to do, or I throw you out?" Wyatt pronounced coldly with his arms crossed, which made Asher snort.I sighed in relief and gave this man, who always seems to notice whatever I'm about to say, a grateful nod.Asher suddenly banged on the table hard, which made me jump in shock. He pointed at Wyatt and me
KnockI was sprawled on the bed when my door was knocked again. I sighed and ruffled my hair in distress. After making my mission of attending school early fail, they won't even give me the chance to think about what to do with my life. Ugh!I swung my legs, which I casually placed on the headboard, and replied with a lazy 'Come in'.“I'm here to check up on you.” Asher, who held onto his stethoscope and a medical box, leisurely strode into the room as soon as I responded. His eyes swept my room before they fell on me.“Sure, if you won't quibble.” I retorted and sat up on the bed lazily, not quite believing him.Ugh! I feel like I'm having a weird attitude these days, but I'd like to blame it on my arrogance, which has been suppressed all along until it can't be contained.“Wyatt is extravagant this time,” Asher commented with a tut and walked to my bed before he stopped. He eyed me tentatively. “You're getting more glib day by day.” He blurted and sat down on a couch in my bedroom.