Chapter 29: Shocked

ALEXANDER

I didn’t know either. It just felt like nothing I ever wished for came true. I prayed every day for my father’s love, but I was never loved by my own father. I wished for a peaceful childhood, but my stepfather tortured me constantly. My dreams and hopes for a better future were always shattered by reality.

I looked away from the window and sat on my bed before saying to Christina, “I’m hungry.”

She didn’t stay for a reply. Christina quietly turned and left, then returned a short while later with my breakfast.

After I finished eating, I expected the maids to drag me to the bathroom, scrub me clean, force clothes onto me, and then take me to the high platform where I would be crowned.

But to my shock, Chris leaped through the window and landed inside my room. He looked at me with a grin on his face. Glancing outside, I guessed he had jumped over thirty feet to get in.

“You shouldn’t resist. Just go along with his plans. You’ll be leaving the pack at dusk tomorrow,” Chris said confidently. There was no trace of arrogance in his tone. He sounded calm, like someone simply stating a fact and what he could casually accomplish.

I couldn’t make sense of it. If I were crowned the Luna of the pack, I wouldn’t be able to leave until death. I looked at him, disappointment filling me, and replied hopelessly, “You should have just told me you weren’t interested in helping me instead of giving me so much hope, only to crush it like this. It hurts. It hurts even more than being betrayed by my family.”

Chris looked at me, then chuckled before replying, “Why would I lie to you over something so simple? You won’t be crowned Luna. Just play along and leave the rest for me to handle. There’ll be a big surprise for everyone.”

Then he left the same way he came—through the window.

I didn’t feel entirely reassured by his words, but for some reason, I still believed him.

I sighed. Was it because of the bond between us? My wolf was truly helpless, choosing two terrible men as her mates. What greater evil could she possibly bring upon us?

Deep inside me, I felt her whine. At first, I was excited, but then my mood darkened. Why had my wolf only reacted three times?

Then sudden shock crossed my face.

Was I finally able to communicate with my wolf?

I tried again and again to get her attention, but it was as though she had never existed at all. Eventually, I gave up and slumped onto the bed.

I wanted to close my eyes and take my mind off all the frustrating things happening in my life.

But, of course, nothing could ever go my way.

I had barely fallen asleep when I was yanked out of bed and dragged into the bathroom. I was washed by force and dressed against my will. After the maids were done, they left.

Moments later, my father stormed into my room. His neck was stiff, his chin tilted upward, and his steps were slow, bold, and deliberate. He carried himself with exaggerated pride—like a peacock showing off its feathers.

He looked at me and beamed.

“Alex, today, in front of everyone, you will be crowned the Luna of this pack. And everyone will realize that the orphan they all looked down on and despised for not being noble, for being born low-class, for being a stain on the pack’s history, is the daughter of the First Elder of the pack. I am the Alpha’s father-in-law, and my daughter is the Luna of the pack.”

He suddenly burst into laughter and said arrogantly, “What more can I ask for? What more? My grandson will be the Alpha of the pack...”

Then he looked at me curiously and asked in a stern tone, “Why haven’t you gotten pregnant yet?”

He grumbled, “The moment you are crowned, get pregnant quickly. I can’t wait any longer to see how great my bloodline will be.”

I sneered at my father. “I will never get pregnant for Alpha Damon. And if I ever do, I will get rid of the child.”

When my father heard this, he nearly stumbled and fell in anger. He jabbed his finger at me repeatedly and shouted, “You! You!”

He took a deep breath, then snorted. “We’ll see how you plan to get rid of the child, stupid girl.”

He turned around, looking furious. He must have regretted ever boasting in front of me. After some time, Christina came to bring me out of my room.

At that moment, all the maids had gathered in the Queen’s palace. Even my stepmother, Jezebel, was there. Her eyes were filled with coldness, and she made no effort to hide her killing intent.

She looked at me with so much hatred. I used to be afraid of her, but now, what more could they possibly do to me?

I had already given up. There was no point in being afraid anymore.

She must have been surprised that I didn’t cower under her intense gaze. She sneered at me. “Don’t be too arrogant. You may have become the Luna today, but you will never be able to wield the power of that office. You are nothing more than an ugly flower vase, Alexander.”

Christina quickly chimed in, “Madam Jezebel, today is a special occasion. Why don’t you lead the way instead of quarrel—”

Jezebel flew into a rage. “How dare a maid speak to me in such a manner? You dare lecture me? Torture her immediately!”

I was shocked that Jezebel had brought her own people into the palace. What shocked me even more was that Christina suddenly changed. Her aura turned dangerous, her eyes grew cold, and her posture stiffened. The amiable smile and homely warmth she usually carried vanished. I gulped in shock.

“Jezebel, this is not a place for you to display your vile nature,” Christina said coldly.