Mia's face didn't look too pleasant.
"They are all stuck up jerks in this palace." She thought to herself as she stood at the balcony of her room.
The moon was shining high in the sky and beautifully lightened up the sky but Mia was feeling the exact opposite of beautiful.
Everyone seemed to have a problem with her presence and she didn't like that she had to put up with it. She had stayed indoors almost all day because she didn't want to have to face anyone in the palace.
"I shouldn't be so scared of them, it's not like they can harm me now, can they?" She spoke to herself while pacing around the room.
She was wearing a white silk flowing gown. It was very beautiful and the dresses were all that she liked about the palace.
I should step out for a while.
She went to the door and opened it slightly. She peeled through the open and was startled to see Justice standing guard just beside her room. She shut it immediately and placed her hand over her racing heart.
Then she opened it again, more composed now.
"Why are you standing beside my door?" She asked him.
"It's the Alpha's orders." He replied.
She scoffed, "he asked you to watch me or to make sure that I never leave this room?"
He simply looked at her and then looked forward without even replying to her. The maids that passed by the hallway where her room was all bowed slightly at him before continuing their walk past him and in effect, oast her door. She wasn't even practically existing to them. They did not acknowledge her or even try to be nice to her.
She was used to being treated that way, "I might as well get used to it." She would always tell herself whenever a werewolf member bullied her or said nasty things about her.
She could remember vividly when her second mate died. They had been married for only a few days and one day after he had gone out and returned, he suddenly developed a kind of fever. Clara, her best friend, had been there to help her just like she always does. Clara was also there to console her when Justin had rejected her. But nothing could be done in the case of her second mate, he does after three days.
It only added to her misery in her former pack, the Shadow pack. She was called a cursed breed and everyone stayed away from her. Living there was very hard on her.
One day, someone had even poisoned her drink.
She was wheezing and clutching onto her chest, trying to get some air but it was getting harder by the second. What made it worse was that others who were present stood up and all cheered that the cursed one must die.
It was after that incident that she decided to leave her pack and try to find a solution to her problem. Clara also supported her decision to leave back then as well.
The two had been best friends since they were both very little and were almost inseparable. She trusted Clara with all her being.
"Do you wish to step out of the room for a bit and explore the palace?"
She jerked back to reality because of his voice. She looked at the stoic Beta enforcer. He was looking forward, not even soaring her a glance.
"Did you just say something to me?" She asked to be sure.
He cleared his throat, "I asked if you wish to see around the castle."
"Oh, no it's..."
"You wanted to sneak out and that was why you opened the door and peeped in the way you did." He said with a flat tone that held no emotions.
It shut her up and she didn't say anymore of what she intended to.
"I will take your silence as a No."
Her eyes grew wide, "No,"
Wrong answer, she shook her head,
"I mean yes."
He moved away from the wall beside her door, "Well, let's make our way." He said and began to walk forward.
She ran to walk beside him.
"This is the kitchen." He said a few minutes after they had toured the castle.
They still had not gone very far. He showed her only the basic places.
She crossed her hands over her chest, he glanced at her,
"Are you not satisfied with your tour?" He asked.
She rolled her eyes, "I would not even need a tour to find places such as the kitchen, the maid's bath house and the other boring places that you've shown me." She said,
"And not to forget, all those places including the kitchen are all on the down floor. You didn't even take me past the place doors or even to explore other places within the territory." She pointed out.
"I didn't realize that you would want that and besides I can't let you leave the palace." Justice said.
"I'll inform Aaron about it and when he does approve, you have to let me go." She pleaded with her eyes.
They were round and big. They made her cute but unfortunately, Justice was not falling for it.
He looked away, "it's time for you to return to your room now."
Her mouth hung open, "are you serious right now?" She asked.
He did not reply and that only made her feel more frustrated.
"You all are so annoying in this God forsaken palace and territory." She yelled, earning the attention of all the maids that were there at that point, and stomped out of the kitchen.
As she was furiously walking back to her room, her shoulders bumped into someone.
"Sorry," she said and tried to help the person who was in a bent position with her hair covering her face.
"I didn't mean to..." Her words were cut short when a slap landed across her cheeks as she tried to apologize to the victim.
The lady stood straight and yelled,
"Who let a vermin into this palace?"
Justice immediately bowed his head, "she's Alpha Aaron's guest, Luna Miram." He replied.
Mia looked shocked at her, Mia's mind was still reeling with confusion and pain from the slap that resounded on her cheeks.
Straight hair, sharp jaws. Sharp enough to slice your heart. Mia was awed by Miram's beauty.
"Do not let your eyes meet mine, you pig." Miram
barked and all admiration that Mia had towards her, suddenly flew out the window.
Hatred sat in its place.
Mia's eyes fluttered open and then closed shut again. Each time her eyes opened up, she could see only snippets of what played out in front of her. The silhouettes in front of her were blurry and looked funny in her eyes.Her head ached badly and it felt like her stomach was on fire with the way it burned her. It felt tight as well and it felt as though floods of vomit were making their way from her throat to her mouth.She sat up abruptly and bent her head over what seemed to be a high bed frame as she wretched her bowels out. Floods of yellow poured from her mouth in the most disgusting manner, falling into whatever was placed underneath her mouth or perhaps it fell on the ground.But the splashing sound it made as all those horrible contents forced down her throat by Miriam hit the ground was a splurt sound, meaning that there were more of those horrible contents and she was probably releasing all that content into a bucket.She felt hands rub her back as she wretched further, her
"Are you sure of what you just told me?" Aaron asked Doraine.Justice was standing beside her. Beads of sweat had broken under his hair but he still stood still and continued to look calm and unfazed but feel down, a storm had taken its place within himShe groaned as she placed her hand over a seat that was placed in front of Aaron's table. His brows furrowed as he watched her with keen eyes like that of a predator keeping an eye on a prey.The Alchemist had told him she would have some strength to talk but die a few days and it had only been a few hours. Was he wrong about what he prescribed or perhaps it was going to kill her faster than they both expected? Doraine could die but certainly not in front of Aaron. That would only raise his suspicions. What was making the interrogation take so long for goddess' sake? He was growing impatient and time was running out."Yes, Alpha Aaron, I am sure. I had seen her use the tunnels as she tried to flee—" she paused and her breathing quicke
"What happened to her?" Aaron asked Justice, his voice was dangerously low, Justice had to thread carefully."Apparently, she's very sick at the moment to the point where she can't speak." He replied, his head bowed down in reverence. Aaron slammed his fist on the table in anger."That's not my problem. If you have to force the words from her lips then you'd better do just that." His eyes were red with fury and his mind was far from reasoning. All he wanted was for Justice to bring back Mia. Justice bowed his head in reverence, "I'll make sure to bring back good news about Mia's whereabouts." "I can feel it. She's alive and she's not very far away. Do all you can to bring her back." He ordered.Justice nodded in response and walked out of Aaron's study and headed for the infirmary where he had kept her so that she could recover.As soon as he opened the door, his eyes locked on Miram's. She was sitting very close to the bed where Doraine lay motionless."You tried to kill her, did
Their voices were hushed and only a single fire lit candle was the source of light in the dark room. "You have to stop." "Never!""Aaron will tear this entire pack to shreds trying to find her and we can't have him tracing it back to us." Justice was worried that Miram's rage was going to ruin everything they had both worked hard to build separately and in whatever ways they had worked to build it.Miram on the other hand was not going to back down. She had made up her mind and there was no going back from it.She looked at him squarely with unflinching intensity, her eyes wide and filled with rage and a determination that didn't want to be quenched by words of any sort. The coldness in her eyes, that glint that suggested that her heart had become hardened. He had seen it once before and when he did, somebody had to pay the price—in blood.That look was in her eyes as her eyes were locked on his in an unnerving way. A scowl had adorned her face and she was unyielding, "He can go a
"MIRAM!" Aaron barked as he barged into her room with a lot of force that threatened to force the door out of its hinges.His eyes flashed red with anger, his alpha instincts on high alert and his hand outstretched and reaching out to Miram's delicate neck as he circled his hand around it. He pushed her back and pinned her to the wall."Where. Is. She?" He yelled at her.Her hands clasped down on his which held her neck in place and was applying more force to it. Her face was slowly becoming as a result of the pressure he applied, and he didn't need to apply so much pressure. She was struggling so much and all the air in her lungs was being sucked out of her because of his actions."Let me. . . go," she strained. A vein had appeared in the middle of her forehead. "Where did you hide her? I know it was you. There's no one else who would have such a motive to do something to Mia." Aaron was static in his accusations.She hit his hand with so much force and was throwing a lot of tant
Chapter 35.Mia's eye fluttered open slowly. Her head ached so much that it felt like it was going to roll off her head. She didn't think she was even going to be alive after that blow to her head. It felt as though her skull had cracked open.She felt as blood trickled down the side of her face and her vision was blurred. Her hand slowly crept up the left side of her head and when she brought it back down to her face, she could see the stains of blood on her fingers but her fingers weren't so clear.She shook her head to try to snap herself out of the dizziness that threatened to swallow her but it only made more blood pour out of her head and it only made a severe ache pass through her head.She shut her eyes to try to bear the pain in her head that was slowly spreading to other parts of her body. She felt the ground, Hard, cold, damp.It felt like she was in a dungeon. The fact that it was dark only made it hard for her to figure out where exactly she was.She groaned as she tried