Six

6

Desiree's POV. 

My eyes fluttered open but this time with a difference. My strength renewed, my body lighter, and most importantly, my head clearer. 

"Take this food over to her before the alpha has my head." 

I can hear the sound of people speaking from afar, surrounded by a mask of fear.

The reality of my situation hits me like a ton of bricks. I was still alive! Sadness engulfs me. I want freedom! Being alive right now seems like a curse.

The footsteps halted mechanically in front of my room.

Two Knocks alert me of the person's presence which I take in. I'm sure that most people around me hate me so much so I'm not thinking about them trying to help me out.

 "Come in." I croak, clearing my throat carefully. 

Blue is all I see in the lady that walks in, with a signet on her forefinger. A leader, I presume? 

"My name is Eliana." She introduces, staring at me to that effect. "I'm here to teach you the ways of the pack." 

'Grooming.' 

Gillian was so helpless that he couldn't even hide it. Filled with something different from hatred, I smile. "What might that be?" 

Her face is poignant, staring at me with lackluster, one of the sect of people who hate my guts. "How to dress and talk, since you're going to be here for a while." 

"On whose orders?" I inquire, staring at her attire again. Her attitude stinks, her judgement seeping out of her pores, most importantly the reason she's here a waste of time. "I would do no such thing." I answer abruptly. 

Something flickers in her eyes. Hatred, more judgement and importantly, more anger.

"Some of us do not deserve the tantrums that you keep throwing at us. Do you even know how much we've worked for this, yet you act like a damn princess that you're not!" She snaps.

I ruled her out of the line, waiting for her to stop her acts and show me what she was capable of. 

"So you're here to rub it in my face that I'm not worthy of the attention you've been asked to give to me?" My voice was sharper than intended.

She stumbles backward at the weight of my powers. Just exactly how I want it to go. "I don't need anything from you. Get out and never return." I ordered her. 

"The alpha is going to have my neck if I don't do what he asked." She glares at me, "you don't have a choice around here." 

Anger riles inside of me, "don't make me repeat myself." I warn, my wolf is antsy, about to tear her opponent apart. 

She hesitates for a minute before rushing off not without throwing her words carelessly, "I don't care how this works but you're going to pay for it."

I pause. I might have to deal with a lot of enemies, which isn't how I want to spend my time.

This leads to another decision. I should strengthen my wolf. Only the fittest is worthy to survive. 

I head to the bathroom. Survival makes me stronger. It makes me want to do something different. Most importantly it makes me want to be a better version of myself. 

A few minutes later, I go out to get some fresh air, "I see you've cleaned yourself up nicely." Lucius comments, staring at me with those laser eyes. "Why do I think that you refuse to heed your mate's instructions?" 

I say no words, instead keep watching him. He's the opposite of Gillian but his power cannot also be underestimated.

"Why do you care?" 

A raised eyebrow is my response, "Definitely not a match for him. He wants someone more put together. Someone he can introduce to others. If you don't present yourself well darling..." His lips quivered, "you might just be out before you know it." He shrugged.

Lucius is a sneaky bastard. I need no soothsayer to tell me this. 

Before I can come up with an answer he goes straight to the jugular. "How are your visions coming up? Have you seen the mode of your death?" He mocks, his eyes glinting with something dark.

I'm pressed to ask him what I must have ever done to warrant such statements from him but decide not to go down that route. 

"My visions are for me. You don't have a part in it." I responded. 

He doesn't intimidate me nor does his brother and for what it's worth I feel a bit safer with his brother owing to the fact that I know he would not be killing me just yet.

With Lucius I don't know what to expect. 

"A lucky arsehole. I await your judgment when you are ready. Either way I'm going to watch your destruction. I long for it." He lowers his voice into a whisper before turning away cruelly.

If I have the chance I would make sure that he gets destroyed completely. Thorns in my flesh. Both of them

Just before he rounds the staircase, he turns to me with a smile. "You would do better if you surround yourself with the right people. Nobody's coming to save you darling. Especially not me." He warns.

I can brush up his words like they mean nothing but I know that deep down that smile, he is planning a disaster.

A little girl rushes out of the next room, "Luna, I'm sorry I came so late!" She apologizes profusely, marked with sweat trickling down her skin.

"Who are you?" I ask carefully. 

Lucius' warning raging in the recess of my mind. "Macy. I was ordered to clear out the closet, the alpha has a meeting with the elders and he requires that you are..." She bows, "put together." She whispers in fright. 

"Oh, is that so, now?" 

"Yes, Luna. It's an important meeting. I don't think he would want to see you this way." She advised me. 

He was not going to get the best out of me. "Let him be the judge of that."