Once my ‘new employment’ was finalized, Duncan and ‘his family’ left to spend the rest of the day together. While they were gone, he went as far as to give all the other servants in the mansion the day off, leaving me to do all the chores alone.
‘I can’t believe this,’ I thought, vacuuming the living room.
I could’ve taken this chance to leave the mansion with Justin, if not for two things. One is that I don’t know where he is, or if he is even in the building. The other is that I may be watched by one of Duncan’s men. He may have dismissed the servants so that I would be doing all the cleaning alone, but would that really mean I was alone? How else would he know if I am actually doing ‘my job’ and not try to pull any funny business? The thought that an innocent boy in danger both worried and infuriated me. The latter because of how narrow-minded and petty Duncan was.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the vacuum sounding a bit different from before. I looked down at the hose and saw something get stuck on it. Turning the machine off, I picked the object off, and saw that it was a photo. One that depicted me and Duncan on our wedding.
All my anger dissipated when I saw the picture, as I sat down on the sofa.
‘How did this happen?’ I wondered then, thinking back to how we even got married to start with.
*FLASHBACK*
It was one late night at Light Night hotel. That time was a busy night, and I was called to deliver some dinner for room service to a VIP room. I was a little nervous that night, since it’s not every day any server was allowed to give any sort of service in the VIP area.
Once I arrived at the room number the meal was to be delivered to, I knocked on the door. “Excuse me. Room service to 1214. I have your dinner out here. Would you like me to bring it in?” I called.
I heard a moan within the room and grew concerned with the sound. I unlocked the door with the keycard all the employees have to gain access to the guest rooms- VIP, included- and opened it. When I entered the room, the first thing I took notice of was a peculiar smell within. Before I could process what the smell was, though, I was suddenly grabbed, and my lips got slammed by another.
I was shocked by the sudden occurrence. Even more so, when I realized who it was kissing me so passionately, as I was then dragged into the room… And was forced to a passionate night.
The surprise didn’t end there, for the next day, not only was it confirmed that I slept with Duncan, I soon became pregnant with his child. Yes, a scandal did go off from this revelation, until his father- previous Alpha, Dingo- revealed that what happened was actually a miracle, for apparently Duncan was cursed by the Moon Goddess to not have an heir. He didn’t go into reason why that came to be, or maybe it was a lie he came up on the fly. Regardless, finalization for the marriage was then made. Though not without a warning from Duncan.
“You better not mistaken this,” he growled at her at one point, slamming her against a wall, away from the eyes of many. “I’m only going along with the marriage to get that heir. You? I couldn’t care less what becomes of you. One way or another, I will see to it that this marriage is broken.”
*END OF FLASHBACK*
Thinking back to that time, I probably should’ve gone against the marriage as well, if I had known my life would become this big a mess. Not only was I framed for a crime I didn’t commit, my own blood thinks low of me, and my parents died thinking I had become a criminal. Calling my life a mess would just be understating it.
Ringing entered my ears, bringing me back to reality. I turned to the phone and answered the incoming call. “Hello?”
“With everything that went on earlier, I forgotten to get a birthday cake for Ashley. You better have it ready by the time we get back,” came Duncan’s voice, as he hung up the phone.
I was at a loss for words at the command he gave me. It was one thing to tell me to bake or buy a cake, it was another to tell me it was for another girl, even if he did dislike me. A faint sound of thunder reached my ears, as I looked out and saw rainclouds gathering.
“Sure. Rain on my parade. Why not?” I sarcastically muttered.
I wanted to call Duncan back, know exactly where he wanted me to buy that cake, what cake he wanted me to buy exactly, or if he had put an order in. As much as I wanted to ask for these details, I also recognize the risk in merely asking that. The risk, being Justin’s life.
My hand trembled in rage, as I slammed the phone back in its place and marched out the mansion.
As I walked down the block, my mind once again wandered, recalling the last time my birthday was celebrated after marriage. Only those memories were only of me alone. No Duncan, no Dylan, not even the servants I felt at least a bit close to. I was pretty much isolated from everyone when my married life began. Despite all my efforts to please these people in some way, not once have they seen me as a person.
A raindrop hit my face, and a sudden pour began out here, prompting me to let out a sigh.
“Of course. Just great,” I muttered.
I lifted my head, about to make a run to make a run to a nearby shop for shelter, when I caught sight of something from a distance. A brunette woman, with familiar features. My eyes widened as I slowly realized exactly who that woman was.
The very same one who first accused me of poisoning Ashley.
‘She should know what really happened that day, and yet she still framed me,’ I thought, as another thought came to mind. ‘She should know what really happened. Who it really was who gave that poison.’
The woman stopped in her tracks, eyes on me. The smile she had on her face gradually disappeared, as she paled with a shocked expression on her face. The look said it all, and I was not going to let it slide.
“HEY!” I shouted, running to her, as she turned tail and ran from me. The action fueled my determination, as I was about to shift into my wolf form for additional speed.
Or so I was about to, when as I crossed the street, I suddenly felt heavy pain from my side, and my body somewhat light. Gravity seemed to have regained its hold on me, and next I knew, I was on the ground, pain shooting throughout my every being, and my vision blurred. My mind and my body all hurt, and my eyes felt heavy. I could faintly see a figure rushing to me, as everything went black.
Beep... Beep... Beep...I woke to the sound of beeping. My body felt so sore and heavy. I struggled just opening my eyes, and as they adjusted to the lighting, I found myself in what seemed to be a hospital room.“W-What…?” I weakly breathed out.“You’re awake!”My eyes widened when I heard that voice. Familiar, but in a good way. I turned to the source, and saw a face I never thought I would see again, looking down at me in relief in her blue eyes.“Caitlyn? Is that you?” I asked.Caitlyn looked at me in sheer joy and caught me in a hug. “Of course, it’s me, Suzie! I was just passing by when they brought you to the hospital, but what happened?! Where have you been these past four years?!”Feeling her warmth envelope my body, hearing my name called from a tone that is in no way hostile or crude, sensing a concern different from that provided by Justin- from someone who saw me as a friend… Tears formed in my eyes as all those sink in, and I weakly returned the hug. “Trust me. It’s not
He who is said to be from the north, and is one of the most powerful and ruthless of them all. Even Duncan shuddered at the thought of ever meeting this man. I had high doubts Caitlyn was aware of Pularis's infamous reputation- as she rarely had any interest in politics aside from what goes on in our pack. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be introducing the Alpha to me in that friendly manner.“I-I see,” I answered with a slight stutter. “Thank you for helping me.”Pularis waved off my thanks. “Please, there’s no need for that. I only did what any other would have done.”His casual response caught me off guard for a bit, not expecting those words to leave his mouth.“You fucking bitch!” I jumped when I suddenly heard a shout in my head, alerting Caitlyn and Pularis.“Suzie? What’s wrong?” Caitlyn asked.“Did you think me funny?!” Duncan’s voice shouted in my head, preventing me from speaking to my friend. “I know I told you to get that cake ready for Ashley! Why are you not here?!”Sending the
I was left speechless, seeing Pularis at the door. Confused why he was here.“The hell are you supposed to be?! You broke down my damn door!” Duncan demanded instead of answered.Pularis did not stand down, as he entered the mansion and glared down at my husband. “I believe I asked a question. Are you or are you not Alpha Duncan?”“Obviously I am! Who the hell are you to not know me, you lowlife?!”If I wasn’t in so much pain, I would be baffled by how disrespectful Duncan was being to Pularis- a fellow Alpha, if not even more powerful than he. Or was he just that blinded by his petty rage towards me that he completely disregarded the Alpha aura around him? Either way, I knew it wasn’t going to end well for him.Footsteps reached my ears, seemingly from the dining room, as I heard the sound enter the living room.“Dad, what’s wrong?!”“Duncan, did something happen?!”I mustered whatever strength was left in me to turn to the two voices, where Dylan and Ashley stood, as I had thought,
Shock and stupor did not begin to describe how any of us feel, learning a true member of the Council of Wolves is in our presence, glaring at Duncan.“Do you have any idea of the offense you have made just saying that, Alpha Duncan?” Pularis calmly questioned, causing Duncan to flinch as he slowly walked around him. “Just as it is a crime for any werewolf to pose as one of us, so is claiming that one of our members is a fake. Now, back to my previous inquiry, word has it that you have gone and abused your wife. Do you deny that?”I gulped lightly at the question, almost wondering what Duncan would say in response to it. Though more worried about what will happen after, given Pularis’s infamous reputation.“I-I did not abuse the woman I love. Whoever told you that is only lying,” Duncan responded.I looked down at the response, disappointed in the first half of it. As for Pularis, he hummed at the answer given, before grabbing Duncan by the head, and slammed him down, to our bafflement
Knowing Pularis's true identity was stunning enough. What he announced regarding the pack, on the other hand... That caught us all off guard."What do you mean disband...? Disband over what?!" Duncan demanded.I glanced at him with a light glare. 'Have you not paid attention to what he was saying?' I mentally questioned, wanting to say those words out loud.Pularis, on the other hand, simply sighed at the question. "If you are this slow on the uptake, even after I had explained more than enough, then there is no point in continuing this conversation any further," he claimed, before turning to his other men. "One of you send a message back to headquarters. Tell them this pack will be ready to disband.""Yes, sir!" one of them exclaimed, leaving the group.Duncan, on the other hand, was not pleased with what he heard. "Who the hell said this pack is disbanding?!"Rather than give a verbal answer this time, Pularis simply turned to Duncan with a sharp glare. As soon as he did so, the air
My mind was pretty much in a mess as Pularis brought me back to the hospital to get treated. I still couldn’t believe what happened back at Duncan’s place, as my injuries were getting wrapped up in the bandages. Not by a doctor or a nurse, though… But by Pularis.“You don’t need to do this, you know,” I told him, being very careful as to not upset him in any way.“Maybe not. But I feel like doing this,” he returned, not keeping his eyes off his work on my arm.I couldn’t help feeling uneasy, though. He is, after all, a member of the Council of Wolves. Even if he treats me kindly now, because of Duncan my reputation was brought down terribly. Surely he saw me as a criminal just like everyone else. Moreover, with the fate of the pack…“If I can ask something, is it true?” I asked then.“About what?” he asked back, still not glancing up at me.“About the Bluemoon Pack’s disbandment.”That got him to pause that time, as he looked up at me with a cold expression. A look that made me flinch
Duncan's POV"Is Auntie Ashley going to be okay?" Dylan asked me, as we sat out in the halls right outside the closed doors to my room, where Ashley was. With us was Spencer, who was pacing around the halls to calm himself down."She'll be fine, son. Everything will be okay," I said, more to reassure myself than it was to reassure him.After that incident with that Council of Wolf member, my son and I instantly went to check on Ashley, and called for Ashley's doctor to get to my home for her. Get her the help she needs to recover from what that monster did. There were some difficulties in getting him here, which did not take long to resolve after I contacted Spencer to bring him."It's one thing that that bitchy slut went and poisoned Ashley. Now you're telling me one of the Council of Wolves did the same?!" Spencer questioned me, ceasing in his pacing as he turned to me in rage. "What's more, you're really telling me that he is having our pack disbanded?! What about Ashley?! She's a
"If you want to find that doctor and beat him for neglecting even the simplest of treatment for Ashley, you can," I told him, knowing well that Spencer cares for Ashley just as much as I do."As tempting as that sounds, I am more enraged with the person responsible for this. Or should I say 'people'," he denied, though still seething in rage.How I understood so well of his rage, for I was just as angry with that councilman mutt for dealing so much hurt to my Ashley. When she was already in enough pain because of that slutty 'wife' of mine. And after dealing so much pain to her, that dog dare take my wife away while leaving this poor innocent soul behind in agony?! Rage filled me when I recall how he carried her out of my house. As though she was some princess when she was nothing more than filth itself."I don't understand why this is happening to me..." Ashley spoke, her voice cracking a bit, as she raised an arm up to her eyes, concealing them from our sight. "I did nothing wrong;
Duncan's POVI sat in the living room, my head down in disbelief from everything that happened in a span of a few hours just a little earlier. What have I seen? What did I witness? If it was a miracle, I much rather it be that than... Than whatever else that was revealed.It was one thing that Ashley- the love of my life who had been poisoned by that slut mutt, Susan- recover from the ailment that made her suffer. Find the strength in her that helped her take down that bitch that was beating her so. In fact, for all I know, that must be what happened. And everything else- every word said that was making me think otherwise- were nothing but lies in the end. All that was 'revealed' were nothing but fabrications. Tales that were being told differently than what the action truly showed."ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!" Or so I would have preferred it, if my father was not sitting across from me on the sofa, presenting me and Ashley with the package set on the table between us. The package was
I looked up at Pularis in stupor. What was he trying to tell me?“S-Sorry, I think I got a little woozy there, Alpha. I could’ve sworn I’m hearing you tell me that I will be fully healed if my wolf awakens,” I said.“I am saying that.” My bafflement grew at his confirmation. “Now, don’t take my words seriously. I am no healer, and I am not some expert on wolves. The ones with us werewolves, that is. From what I’ve heard of your friend, there hasn’t been quite a case of an illness similar to yours in any medical records or books she knew of. Or am I wrong?”I was not a doctor myself, but from what I knew, Pularis was not wrong. Even Caitlyn said so, and hoped that his pack would know something about my condition that is not known in the Bluemoon pack.“I don’t know much about the role, you were born into the role of Werewolf Priestess, it is possible that there are plenty of differences about you compared to other werewolves, just as there is a difference between an Alpha werewolf and
I was just closing my eyes when I heard light knocking at my door, marking me open them again. ‘Who’s at my door this time?’ I wondered.“Yes?”“It’s me. Mind if I come in?”“Alpha Pularis? Uh, sure. You can come in.”Once I gave him permission, the door opened, and my soon-to-be new Alpha entered. “Apologies for suddenly leaving. Had matters to take care of,” he said.“Would they have to do with Duncan and Ashley?” Pularis gave me an odd look when I asked that. “I was told by Miss Patricia.”He sighed at the response. “I thought I smelled her scent earlier,” he muttered, before turning back to me. “To answer your question, yes. Yes, it does have to do with those two.” He then stopped for a moment, looking me over. “You mind sitting up? I need to talk to you about something important.”Curiosity washed over me when he said that. “Yeah, I’ll try.” I was about to sit up, only to be reminded of how painful it was even adjusting myself on the bed. Unlike before, though, Pularis quickly to
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. What? I’m sorry, what? Huh? Ashley was what?”Those were the only things I could say after what Patricia revealed to me. News I never thought I would ever hear from… Well, anywhere. Nor did I think it to be that possible.“Like I said, child. That ‘Ashley’ girl has her lies exposed. The ‘illness’ she was said to be harboring was nothing more than a fake. A lie. An act. All with the right prop to use.”I was still in stupor, hearing that again. Replaying it in my head, even. This whole time, like Duncan and many others, I had thought she was truly affected by whatever aftermath that position had inflicted onto her. Now I’m hearing that there was no such thing? It was all nothing but some sick act Ashley had put on? But, that made no sense.“How could she have faked her illness this whole time? We’re not talking about ‘days’, but ‘years’. Even if Duncan was that blind to his love for her, he had to be sharp enough to realize the difference between fake and
Susan's POVI couldn’t sleep at all. I wasn’t sure if it was because I had already ‘slept’ enough that I didn’t need any more sleep, or if it was because I was starting to be conscious of the state of my body that I was not comfortable sleeping. I didn’t know which one it was, but I just couldn’t sleep.‘I wonder if I’m allowed to take any walks in the mansion. Or at least in my room. I don’t think I can sleep otherwise,’ I thought.I slowly tried to sit up from bed, though had some difficulties in doing so. My body was feeling quite sore, which made it a little tough for me to move. It especially hurts when I put pressure on some of my worst, bandaged injuries. That is, the bite and claw marks, according to Caitlyn.Eventually, instead of getting out of bed, I settled only for readjusting myself on it, and looked around the room.“I should’ve asked for a book to read or something,” I muttered.A knock was heard at the door, surprising me a bit.“Who is it?” I asked.“It’s me, dear. M
Time almost seemed to have frozen by the action. Not for me or my people, who know that punch did nothing to my Beta. For the Bluemoon wolves who thought that woman was so sickly, on the other hand- particularly a certain disgraceful Alpha...“Still believe her to be some flower to be protected?” Dingo questioned his son, who looked on in disbelief.“T-That… that’s just… an act! Yeah, that’s all that was!” the welp claimed, actually succeeding in baffling me that time, as several others were. “I know Ashley. She has a condition! She’s not able to cause any sort of harm on anything! That bitch of a werewolf only pretended that punch did anything to her! There’s no way Ashley actually-!”“You saw her take that Beta’s kick, and clearly that didn’t kill her as it would’ve any other sickly,” Dingo reminded him. “Moreover, as we saw, you claimed earlier her recovery is not like that of an average werewolf’s. Well, you may as well be right, seeing as she has recovered from her injuries faste
The welp remained silent at the question. I didn't know if it meant that he didn't understand how he wouldn't know, or if he was waiting for a response from his father. Regardless, both options are equally sad and disappointing. "He's telling you that someone else picked the package up, and never reported to you about it. 'Hid' the package, more like," I answered for the pitifully dumb mutt. He who looked at me with rage."There is no way that-!""That is exactly what happened!" Dingo interrupted, frightening his son to silence. "The fact that your name is on these packages, and shipped to your house every month for the past four years are proof enough!""I-It could just be that bastard-!" Dingo unleashed another dose of his authority, silencing his son to submission. "You are still blaming someone outside the pack for a case that has happened in your very home? He who just arrived at our pack for the first time last month? It is clear enough that the true culprit is someone from in
As expected, the moment it was made known what the book was, many in our little audience took 'interest' in the topic. To say the least. There were questions as to how the book was of any importance in this current situation, with several making assumptions that it would be about the lavishing spendings. I even overheard a few questioning what such info had to do with the matter at hand, noticing how troubled a couple sounded."How the hell did you get your hands on that?!" the welp demanded. "Ah, so you do know what this is," I said. "Now, as much as I would like to show here everything this book contains, we are not here to speak of the transaction history. No... What you want to know is details about this package delivered to you. From a shop called the 'Europhia Apothecary'.""I made no purchase to any apothecary, you fraudulent mutt!" the welp shouted.I rolled my eyes at him, surprised with how high his arrogance was. How fragile his pride turned out to be. "No one ever said yo
"What the hell is going on here?!"The chatters all ceased at my shout. Many turned my way, with some paling at the sight of me in my wolf form."I-It's the councilman!" a Bluemoon wolf barked out, as he and many others all parted, making a path for me to walk to the gate. I made no gesture of gratitude as I walked down the path made. Unlike most werewolves, who would usually reach an adult's waist in their wolf form, for me, I was pretty much as tall as an average adult in my form. Fitting for a werewolf whose wolf loves a good display of power. Fitting for an Alpha werewolf with a reputation like mine.As I walked, I could hear light whispers amongst the mass about my being here. And from what I was hearing, while some were assuming my arrival had to do with the suspicious package- an astute assumption from them- others assumed I was here to deliver news of the trial date, which was also not wrong.To say the least, the trial could've happened at any time. Especially when there was