Chapter 8

Seraphina

Her hands claw weakly at mine as her body trembles.

“Don't worry… you will be fine… shortly.” Instantly, I twist her neck, she goes limp and I lower her to the floor.

My hands tremble as I strip her uniform off quickly, forcing my shaking fingers to cooperate.

I change just as fast, pulling the dress over my body, adjusting it until it fits well enough. The bonnet goes on last, hiding most of my hair.

I drag the duvet off the bed and cover her nudity, that's the least I can do for her.

I move to the door, grabbing the key from the handle. My fingers hesitate only briefly before I step out and lock it behind me.

Lowering my head, I take a deep breath and begin moving. My feet carry me down the hallway, I don’t even know where I’m going. I can only hope it leads me to an exit.

My steps quicken slightly and immediately, I slam into someone.

I lift my gaze and see Alpha Evander. My heart drops instantly.

“I’m so sorry… Alpha,” I say quickly, tightening my voice, hoping he doesn't recognise it.

I lower my gaze as I bow my head, remaining still. All he has to do is walk past me and this will all be over.

Yet, he is still standing before me.

Well, if he is not going to move then I will. I try to move past him but he grabs my hand, dragging me back.

My breath catches, my body spinning slightly from the force.

“Are you really trying to escape this? After all that was done to bring you here.” His grip tightens just enough to make me wince.

My stomach drops. But I lift my face to him. “Am I supposed to be willing to die for your people?”

He drags me forward, to wherever he is heading to. I try to extract myself from his grip but all to no avail.

“Let me go!!” I yell, hitting his back.

He opens a door and shoves me inside. I stumble inside, steadying myself as I glance around.

The room is unmistakably large. This is no doubt his bed chambers. I stiffen at the realization while he locks the door behind him.

“I had a deal with your parents,” he says, stepping forward. “You should honour that deal.”

I let out a humourless breath. “You speak of honour,” I shoot back, my chest rising and falling, “yet you lock the door?”

He starts walking toward me. Panic rushes over me as I drag my feet backwards until my calves hit the edge of the bed, making me fall on it.

My hand grabs the nearest pillow and I yank it up, holding it in front of me like it could actually protect me.

“We are not married yet….Remember.” I say quickly.

He stops right before the bed, his legs slightly brushing against mine, my heart beating so fast.

“I am keeping an eye on you personally,” he says, taking a step back, “till tomorrow morning.”

I push myself up into a sitting position,“Are you sure the wedding should even happen tomorrow?” I ask, staring at him and hoping I sound convincing. “I don’t even have a wedding dress.”

His gaze lingers on me for a second longer before he turns away, walking toward a study. “My sister will get you one,” he says dismissively. “You’re the same size.”

I exhale slowly. “Well,” I add, tilting my head slightly, “my nails need to be done.”

He pauses just slightly like I actually have a chance to reason with him.

“I’m not going to be remembered as a tattered bribe.”

He turns his head, “I’m not letting you out of my sight….Miss Kenna.”

My jaw tightens, my fist clenching beside me. Hearing him call me that name kind of reminds me of how I even go to this mess.

He takes a seat behind the desk, pulling out some papers from the drawer.

A knock cuts through the tension in the room. Quickly, I stand to my feet, smoothing down the hem of the maid’s uniform.

“Come in.” he says, not looking up.

The door opens and Derek steps in, his eyes landing on me and lingering for a while, his brows furrowing, as he walks to Evander.

He bows his head.“A reply from Raze Duskbane.” he says, extending a sealed envelope to Evander.

I feel a jolt pass through me. Raze has already moved on without me, even making political deals with other Alphas. That shameless man whore!

Evander snatches the envelope from Derek, opening it hurriedly. His eyes scans the content for a while and his jaw tightens. With no hesitation, he crumples the paper in his hand.

“How dare he presume he can command me!” he snarls, throwing the rumpled paper to the floor.

Derek straightens slightly. “He is going to be Alpha soon… We really need him.”

Alpha? The Alpha transfer ritual won't even work as far as I am alive.

“No doubt.” he replies then looks at me.

“I can actually excuse you both,” I say calmly, folding my arms slightly. “To discuss whatever you want to discuss.”

That was clearly a lie. I really want to know what deal he has with my husband.

Derek’s head snaps toward me, clearly taken aback by my voice. Evander on the hand, ignores me completely.

“Get me a new suit,” he says to Derek. “I should at least make this wedding look like it is a real wedding.”

“Is it not a real wedding?” I ask, my voice edged.

“It is a real wedding, young lady,” Derek says firmly. “You will be Luna as requested… and the ritual will happen three days after the wedding.”

“Well… I think you need someone to update you on the real matter at hand now.” I say, adjusting my bonnet. “But the conclusion is… I’m not going to die in three days’ time.”

Derek’s expression tightens as he turns to Evander. “Alpha… are you really going to let her live longer than she should when thirty pack members remain cursed and unconscious?”