Seven

Desiree's POV.

My footsteps come to a halt as soon as I spot the full table. Members of the pack with a lot of power keep staring at me.

It is almost as though they have been talking about me but this is the perfect opportunity to finally see me in my element.

Lucius met my eyes still glinting with danger in it. He is a bastard thrown through and I'm not going to take any chances with him.

"Here comes the woman that makes everything brighter." He mocks, not too loud but sufficient enough to carry the weight of his intention.

A few eyes keep drifting to me, but I refuse to allow myself to get drowned in them. The best thing that they can do to me is to make me feel unwanted and after that I am sure that I would be able to breach the gap of my revenge and my anger if it's worthy to be called that. 

"Why don't you come join us, Luna?" Lucius asks with a small smile, but the man that is supposed to invite me to his place kept quiet.

Gillian is known for never showing emotions, and even if I'm not expecting anything from him, a little acknowledgement would not hurt.

"I'll have to pass. I'm not in the mood for breakfast." I say in a neutral tone, one that nobody can fathom, instead, I wait for the cataclysmic reaction yet get none.

None came except for Lucius. "Oh don't tell me you're shying away from the things that actually make you worthy." He kisses his teeth, staring at me with malice, "one will think that after yesterday you would come up with a race to secure your future." 

My feet remain rooted on the ground. If he wants to test me, this is not the right time and place.

"I don't see myself performing for anyone's benefits." I hissed.

"Come." Gillian commands, cutting off the conversation between me and his brother. 

I should have known that he was going to take his brother's side. 

Tension is palpable, and every nerve ends standing at alert, waiting for what is going to come next.

In my defense I am not the one that he should be dealing with if there's any reason for such. He should be dealing with the man he calls his brother who would not hesitate to throw cruel words at me.

"If she doesn't want to have breakfast with us, then she can be excused. She's not under obligation to do anything." Gillian's sharp voice cuts through the tension, leaving anger in its wake.

From what I have gathered so far, he doesn't seem talkative. He would prefer to have his silence and I respect that but it's not also going to work for me.

"There you have it, dear brother-in-law." I grin, watching his face crinkle in annoyance. "While it was nice chatting with you, I have somewhere else to be." I say, loving the more annoyed look he presents. 

"I see." Lucius accepts begrudgingly. 

"Don't do anything that I wouldn't approve of." Gillian's warning echoes throughout the dining room. 

I can feel the air charge, telling me that this is not an ordinary breakfast. Instead, something that people term something that could either break or make this pack.

Gillian would not be so concerned if it wasn't that. "Are you planning to do something I would not approve of too?" I ask. 

challenging him the presence of his subordinates could be tantamount to rebellion but what kind of person would I be if I don't challenge him?

Lucius' lips quivered in amusement, possibly loving this more than he should. "If you want to know more about it then you have to stay to find out." He quips. 

Have I mentioned that he has a way of getting on a person's nerves even without doing too much?

He hates me, but doesn't think that he should hide it. 

"Oh, as a good Luna that I am,I see all of these as a way of trying to push me past my limits to get something that can be used against me but no, if there's going to be a meeting I think I should be informed diligently about it." I responded harshly.

I shouldn't be doing this but Gillian is too aloof for my liking. 

I don't want someone that can do without me. I want him to be completely hinged on the fact that I hold the balance in my hands.

The visions get scary, but I'm willing to do what I can to get revenge on my family. 

"You are dismissed." Gillian orders. 

One after the other, people dismiss like it's a normal thing leaving me with no choice but to be amazed by his command.

"I don't care about finding anything." 

I take a deep breath, staring at him with contempt. "What else is there to know besides what is already at hand?" I demand from him. "You don't want my input but somehow expect me to be happy with sitting in the midst of people who hate me." I glare at him.

A muscle ticked in his jaw, "Hate me all you want but stop acting like a child." 

His controlled tone makes it even harder for me to sit without looking for a way to destroy everything. "Calling me a child isn't going to solve the problem at hand. I've made it quite early and told you that you need to get out of my way. I'm guessing that's too much for me to ask." I sneer.

If I was expecting a reaction from him he has made it clear that I would not be getting any and that irritates me even more than I care to talk about 

"Desiree." My name rolls off his tongue, sending shocks down my spine. "Step out of that door and risk getting imprisoned." 

I pause. My foot refuses to move, "make me." I dare him. "Let's see what you're truly capable of."